Connor Macmanus Novels & Stories

There's no way what he's saying is true, I've only met him today. "Wow, you just got an oscar for best actor category, Lincoln. You got me there, I almost forgot that I've only met you today so there's no way that the thing between us exists. Do you know what I mean? There was never an us." I replied to Lincoln and I can't help but laugh at what I just said because I feel like I just stole a line from the character in a movie.

I didn’t know it was possible for a man to look both cold and hot at the same time, but somehow he managed it as for a brief moment our gazes connected and he raised a single, judgmental eyebrow. An involuntary shiver rolled through my body from the top of my head to the edge of my toes, distracting me for a second as I stood there, open-mouthed with shock. “Good morning,” Connor pressed his lips into a thin smile as he shifted his gaze downward to scroll through the news on his tablet. “Don’t forget to eat some protein this morning. Your body needs it to rebuild after such a rough day.” The way he said those words was so dismissive…so arrogant…so…. condescending that I wanted to march acros

"Connor Saunders, how dare you speak about King Pendragon like this! Do you honestly think your brother—a tiny little First Lieutenant—would be able to protect you from King Pendragon himself? Insulting the commander-in-chief himself is punishable by death!" He could not believe how arrogant Connor continued to behave even after he revealed Liam's identity. This was unacceptable! Connor, however, took no notice of this at all and instead replied, waving his hand dismissively, "Alright, alright, Steven—I mean, Lieutenant Woods. You're just trying to scare me, aren't you? I can see right through your tricks, so drop the act. This is just a random actor that you got to play along with you, isn'

Kelley didn’t scare easily but he knew that Connor had many hidden talents, including making you disappear forever. “All done, Kirk, you can blink now.” Kirk moved and sat up as the blood ran in rivulets down his naked chest. “I thought my eyes were going to dry out.” “This is perfect. For a minute you really looked dead.” Kirk smiled and Connor grinned. “You can thank me later, Knock Out Kelley.” “Seriously?” Connor laughed as Kirk stood up and rubbed a towel over his face. “Mason talks a lot.” “He’s an asshole. Send that to Blaire so he can work his magic and send it Marcus.” Kelley pressed his lips together. Something was bound to happen soon. “Also have him check cameras near the playhou

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."

he said. I heard the smile in his voice as he leaned over my shoulder to twist the doorknob and push inwards. It swung open without hesitation, and I was blasted by the smell of spilled alcohol and sweat that made me wince. The guy behind me chuckled. “You don’t come to these kinds of things?” he asked, stepping around me when I didn’t answer immediately to catch a glimpse of my face. I looked up in time to lock eyes with Connor Holden. If the Sanguis Pack’s hierarchy worked like high school, then Connor was one of its golden boys: Handsome, with messy, dark blond hair and a leanly-muscled frame that never failed to attract eyes when he was training in the fields.

she smirks and walks away with her little minion like she just successfully broke a happy marriage. I cover my hand over my mouth laughing, is that piece of information supposed to make me heart broken? "You have to be careful with who you talk to" Nathan's voice startles me. "Stay with me and I would show you who you shouldn't talk to" He picks up a champagne glass. "Your family is quite... Different" I remark and he laughs. "I know, they're all leeches" he takes a sip of his drink. "That woman on red right there" he gestures at the woman with his eyes "-is a no go for you okay?"

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.

They quickly look around at each other and they give each other knowing looks. “You’ve been outvoted. He’s joining us”, Michelle says proudly. “Firstly, what’s your name and what is your link to Mr. Strongheart”. He pulls up to the seat next to me and starts addressing the group. “My name is Connor, and I work in his security team. My specialty is surveillance and intelligence, so I scope out and gather information to ensure the safety of the team”. Kimberly and Michelle are currently swooning over his words and batting their eyelashes for attention. Willow seems to be deep in thought and analysing his words.

I froze. A man stood by the edge of the trees, lighting a cigarette with steady hands. Smoke curled around him like a crown of shadows. He looked like sin in a suit, dark, dangerous, and maddeningly composed. His eyes didn’t flinch, didn’t waver. He didn’t even seem to care that I was on the verge of collapsing, yelling, or trying to escape. He was watching me like I was a mildly interesting movie he didn’t pay to see. He was watching like he was actually enjoying it!