Connor Dbh Fanart Novels & Stories

"How were you invited?" "I was the main student artist for the last exhibition, I'm bound to be invited with the kind of work I create," I said and she nodded. "So as I was saying, Michael is a sucker for showing off, and who wouldn't want to show off Feng Han's amazing paintings? I'd kill to have one of those in my apartment. Anyway, he's bound to make a purchase of at least one of the paintings." "How guaranteed are we that he will make a purchase?" Miranda asked and Luke answered.

I turned to see Connor sitting on the chair in the corner of my room watching me and he said, "I am not rejecting you and I won't accept your rejection, so put that out your pretty little head, mate." Connor got up and walked over to me, he was wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt with a necklace around his neck showing he was T.J.'s Gamma. He wore black jeans and boots, had the club ring on his hand and a tattoo on his neck, and was blonde with blue eyes and dimples when he smiled. He was around 6'0 feet with a muscular build but not buffed muscular, his scent was of wood and rain, like in the forest. He looked into my eyes and said, "So, what's it going to be, mate," and I backed away, his gaze

he teasingly said and then laughs with Connor to ease the tension. His heartbeat could make him deaf. Connor is having a hard time picking one from many pictures of these women. They are all pretty and healthy; however, someone stands out in his taste. “This.” He gives the picture of an American woman who has bright hazel eyes too like him. “Is this final?” “Yes,” Connor pleasingly responded with a nervous expression written on his face. “You’re taste is always impressive, milord. Shall I introduce her to you?” Connor is hesitant. Dead silence filled the room when he is about to be ambivalent.

Connor told his father to be gentle with me and that if he isn't, he could break my hand. He shook my hand very softly, and I saw where Connor had inherited his good looks from. Alpha Valor is like an older and more mature version of Connor, which shows that Connor will be even more handsome in his older days. He was also the same height as him. Though Alpha Valor was 1000 years old, he looked in his early 30s.

He is so freaking tall and handsome. "What are you looking for?" a cold voice that lingers to his body. The pretty boy is startled when Connor gave him a smug smirk, and his lips are much redder than his daddy Luke. He approached the secretary of his brother as Dylan recalls what Daddy ordered. Connor's hands are on his shoulders, then he sighed heavily, "what are you to Luke, huh, Mr. Cohen?" A question that he cannot answer. Dylan keeps on sealing his lips, but Connor didn't bother to know it and crouches to level his eyesight. Those eyes are like him—amber-colored but a little bit darker. His face is so smooth, too … inches away from him.