Connor Macmanus Novels & Stories

Sofia is also attending with Connor because they should have a say in their future. As we follow the waitress to the private room with a large table where Connor sits with an older man whose ginger and white hair and beard indicate his Mac, Connor’s dad. The guy sitting next to Mac looks very similar to Connor but with a longer face. I assume that’s Conall, Connor’s older brother who will be taking over as leader when Mac either dies or passes it off to him. The four of us take our seats. Sofia is seated next to Connor. I’m on her other side and Violetta is sandwiched between Nico and I just the way we like it.

save some charm for me. Emma: haha, i’ll try. my dad’s supervising. Connor: lucky guy. The conversation ended with a simple see you soon , but something about it made the day feel lighter. ⸻ Emma’s POV — Monday Monday morning at Manatee High was buzzing as usual, with lockers clanging and students navigating the hallways like rivers of energy. I clutched my notebook tighter, glancing around for Connor as I entered Mrs. Thomson’s literature class. He was already there, sitting at our table with his backpack open, flipping through his notes with that calm, confident ease that made my heart stumble for reasons I wasn’t ready to name.

Steven Spielberg, George Lucas, James Cameron… They weren’t anywhere to be seen, thank goodness, or my inner geek would have come out in a truly mortifying display. Connor smiled tightly and shook his hand. “I’m Connor, and this is Lily – ” “Oh, I know who you are, Mr. Templeton,” the man said slyly, then glanced at me with a cursory “Hello.” Then he went back to Connor like he was drawn by a magnet. “If only I’d known you were in town, I would have invited you personally!”

That look was quickly replaced with a smile that was wide enough to cause crinkles by his eyes. "Grace!" He exclaimed quite excitedly. I smiled, "Hey Connor." Connor Bolton. Connor had one of the most alluring auras I had ever felt radiate off a person. His hair was of a light brown colour and so were his beards which were always well groomed on his face. His eyes were forest green and his nose was perfectly structured. He was taller than I was by a few inches and he always smelled fresh and inviting. Connor was one of the first friends I made when I arrived at Spring. Although he held a work position which was much more superior to mine, he was always so kind and nice to me and I particular

"I thought you would've chosen Mean Girls instead." I chuckled, and shrugged my shoulders. "Well Channing Tatum and Dave Franco are in these movies. They're amazingly hot!" A deep growl rumbled through his chest and that caused me to laugh hysterically. "You're cute when you get jealous." I pinched his cheeks but he pulled away. "Okay, love birds. The movie is starting. So shut up!" Daniel yelled towards us. Aaron didn't take that lightly because he tried to get up but I pulled him down.

I was going to be the one to do it one way or the other, I needed to play this game. The door opened without warning, and I quickly slipped back into character, fragile, sweet, grateful. I looked up with wide eyes as the woman I had come to destroy stepped into the room. Sienna De Luca. She didn’t speak right away. Her gaze swept over me, taking in the sight of me still in the robe the maids had given me. She looked too calm, too unreadable. I exposed my leg just enough for her to see it, to know that I was this exposed, this easily seen to him. But I knew that Damon would not be foolish. He would not tell her that he was here. I would have to be the one to do it.

And with that, he turned and stalked out of the cabin as fast as he had entered, shutting the door hard behind him. My mother collapsed into a chair, shaking. "Who was that, Annie? His power.it was wonderful. I've never felt anything like it, not even from the Martial Lord." I kept mute, but I knew then my mom knew my state. I couldn't say a lot. I looked down at my babies, their tiny fists opening and closing. My sons needed a pack. They needed the best protection they would have. And Damon, for his wickedness, was still an Alpha, still known by all. The strange man was too much of a risk.

He had short-cropped raven-black hair and was wearing simple denim pants and a black shirt. When Connor emerged from the rubble to return to his Alpha, he stopped dead in his tracks and stared in horror at the man standing next to Harry. "What... Why?" asked Connor as his skin closed where it had been cut. The man didn't answer and walked towards the rogue's head. Then, when he finally looked in the direction of the Red Moon Beta, his eyes revealed a glowing red color. "Why hasn't anyone seen his silver-coated fangs? What are your guards doing?" the man growled.

They kicked back on after a few changes and he smiled at his progress, regardless of the sinking feeling stuck in his gut. The man who was struggling with the machine earlier smiled brightly and clapped his hand on Landon’s shoulder. “Hey, thanks, Hunter. I don’t know how you did that, but I’m grateful it worked.” Landon was taken back that the man knew his name. He must work closely with Vincent. “No worries. Just do me a favor and restart the machine once you’re all caught up again.” The man nodded quickly and held his hand out. “I’m Connor, by the way.”

“You too. I haven’t seen you since you jumped out of a moving car.” “I landed on my feet.” He grins and winks at me. Goddess be damned, I am blushing like an idiot. Evander clears his throat and glares at Flynn, who doesn’t seem to care about what Evander thinks, let alone has to say, about his proximity to me. “Kenna, this is Agent Connor,” Evander says as he motions to Connor, who is also an extremely good looking man with short dark hair and striking blue eyes. Connor gives me a quick nod in greeting and sits down beside Evander.