Connor Lassiter Novels & Stories

Kayson had been eating downstairs, and he frowned at the sight of the chaotic mess in the projects department upon his return. He performed a mind expansion and swept the place. Soon afterward, his expression turned somber, and he made his way to the bleeding and unconscious Sean. Sean suffered a few broken ribs and some injuries to his internal organs. Kayson stabilized Sean’s condition and placed him on the sofa before returning to The Tetrad’s office. He found the arrogant-looking Connor and asked nonchalantly, “Was it you who damaged the office outside?” “You’re Kayson, huh?” Connor sized up Kayson, sniggered, and said, “I’m a level-1 member of Skyriv Admiralporium’s second division, Con

“Because if it’s not, I’m calling the fashion police.” Sienna laughed softly. “Hi, Connor.” Connor turned to his date. “This,” he said proudly, “is the woman who single-handedly made my boss forget how to be emotionally unavailable.” I shot him a warning look. She smiled. “I’m Lena.” “Sienna,” she replied warmly. “It’s nice to meet you.” Connor nodded approvingly. “See? Elegant and poised. Meanwhile, Eric married a goddess and still walks around pretending he’s the prize.”

I heard sniffles; some of them might have been crying. Connor showed no hint of remorse. I doubted he had a single fiber of it in his body. He blinked as a trail of blood made a thin streak down his temple. "None of you want to see this traitor's true identity? You don't want to know if he is the enemy I have been chasing for the past decade?" Connor took two storming strides toward Raisa, who merely lifted her chin in faint disgust when he stopped with two inches between their faces. "You don't want to watch me break him? If you do, I would consider your proposal."

Ryan asked and Connor scoffed. "I am off to my room." He said and Ryan snorted. "Sleep tight." He said through the mind link. Connor pulled off his shirt and slumped down on the bed. He covered his eyes with the back of his hands as he tried to pin point what was baffling him exactly. What was it? What was it? What was... That back? He does not know why he felt weird while informing the pack of their new Luna. It was as if he was doing to the wrong thing.

I could feel the warmth of his breath on my face. His eyes sparkled like an eager puppy wanting a pat. "I work at my family's company, love racing, don't smoke, drink, or gamble. No messy romantic past either. Selena, is there anything else you'd like to know? Even if it's something more private, I'm open." He shifted closer and closer, but a voice suddenly called out. "What are you two doing?" Snapping out of it, I quickly pulled away, only to see Connor standing there with Vanessa Kruger.

I heard Lily’s voice behind me as I let go of Connor’s neck, my eyes flickering as I shook my head. “What the hell?” She shouted, coming closer as I looked at Connor, His coughing so much that his wheezing for air. What was happening to me? Why would I do that to someone so loyal to me over a woman I barely know? “What the hell is wrong with you?” She rushed to Connor as I sighed heavily, shaking my head. I needed to know what was happening to Alyssa. ‘You can’t go after her,’ Connor mind linked with me as I sighed heavily.

Without saying another word, Hugh grabbed Annie’s hand and instead of turning left to go to the garage, Hugh swung right, stalking towards the doorman’s desk at speed. The doorman was a huge bearded wolf called Camron Kerr. His long dark hair was pulled back into a pony tail. The tattoos on the back his hands and his sheer size gave him a terrifying demeanour which wasn’t at all diminished by his well cut dark suit. The Kerr Clan were a high status clan among the Reiver Pack and were particularly well known for their deadly warrior skills. They were incredibly loyal to their Clan as well as to the Reiver Pack as a whole and this made any Kerr the perfect wolf in all matters pertaining to sec

"Don't worry, you're not exactly my type either." "Really? Spanish and gorgeous isn't your type? Then what is?" Tessa asked playfully, Connor only smirked. "For starters, you need to be a guy," Connor said making Tessa's eyes widen in shock. It seemed like Melissa heard that part because she was full-on focused on this conversation. "Oh? Interesting, tell me something about you Connor," Tessa said. "Alright, as you already now know, I'm gay. I also like pulling pranks on people, watching Netflix, and I think school is for the weak-minded," he said.

I declared. "Fuck off, I'm depressed," Ansel barked. "Ansel Adams, for fuck's sake. Stop crying over that bitch already! I need you to do this!" I whined. "What's the big emergency?" he squinted. "Connor is going on a work trip. So I'm going to follow him there," I said. Ansel's eyes turned wide. "What are you, a stalker?" "Do you remember Miranda Smith from our high school?" "Eh...vaguely," Ansel shrugged.

Zayn continued after he sent a sharp glare at me I didn't know they had started negotiating about the batting cage, I was lost right in my own world, admiring someone that had tricked me. Connor had approached me, knowing I was the LApha;s wife and used that to his advantage by getting me drunk and extorting some classified information from me. “How much does the batting cage generate in a month?" Connor's deep voice came on info the first time since I was in the room and I swear to the moon goddess, I pooled in my panties.