Connor Macmanus Novels & Stories

Jasmine chuckled. "That's awesome," Mark said, smiling. "Hey, Taki. How come you called him crazy Mister Connor?" "Mister Connor is a bit...." The hairdresser began, but Jasmine cut him off. "When he's working, the guy's a legend. Seriously, he's that good." "But?" "But when he's off duty.... think Hank Moody in Californication," Jasmine explained. "Drinking, womanising, getting into trouble. Eliza Dushku described him as having the morals of a horny dog."

What he should be doing is laying down to rest and allow his wolf to heal his injury. I caught Connor who was standing just outside the office with his body tense. He seemed lost in thought and didn't notice me when I arrived. “What's going on?” I stretched forth my hand to touch his shoulders. Immediately he jerked backwards, looking at me with shock in his eyes. “Are you alright?” I couldn't help but ask. He nodded but said nothing. I glanced around but didn't see Marcus. Where the hell was he? Was he ashamed of seeing Damian after what happened to them or was there another reason he had not visited Damian?

Then, he said to me, "Claire, this is Mr. Connor Hamilton, the exclusive sponsor of the medical relief team." Out of courtesy, I held my hand out for a handshake, and he returned it with a cold, detached expression. His hand was just as cold as his personality. Dr. Lane murmured to me, "He's got a difficult temper, so you'd better not get on his bad side. It'll be hard for the medical relief team to complete our mission if he gets upset." I hummed in acknowledgment before taking my seat beside Connor. Ever so gingerly, I tried to buckle my seatbelt while avoiding the wound in my abdomen.

After grilling the hamburgers, Connor sits beside me and says in confidence. “Don’t s… say it to the gu… guys, but I’m go… going to do a trea… treatment to stu… stu… stutter.” Connie stares at me looking for some support and I don’t know what to say. Connie, among the Vaugh brothers, is the most handsome, his brown livid eyes, dark hair, tanned, with a strong and masculine Adonis body, that the symbol of Greek beauty would die of envy. I don’t think the fact that he stutter makes him a bad man. In the end I actually think his charming in his half shy clumsy way.

It was very visible that that wasn't a topic he was willing to have, not now or ever, but Elle, being a little on the dumb side, didn't read the signs. “Oh I know. Her father is the lead rogue that caused the massacre so many years ago, right?” Just then, Damien sensed Ariel's presence in the room, and immediately their eyes clashed. Ariel wished with all fibre in her body that she could turn back the hands of time, to stop herself from entering the room. She sensed the anger in him, and knew for sure that she was in for a very rough night.

A man like that needed to be stopped at all costs. “Did you limit your search to just America?” I asked. Connor was based in Austria, and there was probably a chance they would find something if they focused on Austria instead. “Of course not. My team did as much digging as they could, but Connor is clearly a smart man. For some reason, he managed to hide all past records of him, and those records can not be anything good.” Aaron answered, and I couldn’t hide the disappointed sigh that escaped my lips as I felt a headache creep onto my skull.

I was frozen for a couple of minutes as I heard Jason mumbling under his breath that he would set the whole damn world on fire before letting anyone get to me and it melted my heart. "Connor, do you care about me?" My question slipped naturally. Connor was surprised by my question before he nodded his head. "I do," He gave me a positive response. "I would never hurt my student as a teacher, not to mention you're the precious mate of my closest and best student," Connor said smiling and I felt warmth. I could feel that Jason was in a bit of a trance as well, once he had told me that Connor was the teacher he respected most, and he was important to him, but everything changed after Connor told

I nodded. “Thank you for that. Have you found out anything yet?” He shook his head. “No, Felix and Cornelius have been working on it.” I looked at him confused. “Why are they working on it?” He looked over at Lynn and she nodded at him. “Jensen, Cornelius is the Don of the Roman mafia. He is the reason why we were able to save you.”

Annette looked at the handsome man in front of her. She couldn't believe her eyes. She knew him, the man she had a one-night stand with. His name was Connor Norman, the Alpha of Blood Moon Pack, the largest pack in Akron. Connor was not just the Alpha of a pack. He was also the president of a listed company with great power and enviable wealth. In other words, he was not someone to be trifled with. Annette looked at Connor and said with a shivering voice, "Alpha Connor."

The mirror in Connor's bathroom had a crack running through it like a lightning bolt, splitting his reflection down the middle. He'd punched it six months ago, the night Maya had walked into the Tidewater Inn and turned his carefully constructed life into chaos. Now, staring at his fractured face in the pre-dawn darkness, he wondered which half was the real him—the man who'd spent a decade running from his past, or the one who'd finally stopped long enough to fall in love.