Connor Rk800 Novels & Stories

With only two of us remaining, the plan shall be… "You crab him," Connor confidently smiles, "I will slice the fucker up." "I believe the fucker is called a Rugaru, and I hope that after tonight that I never have to see another one again." All that comes from Connor is a rather annoying smirk; I do recall that there is another problem waiting for us at home. And as this very thought grips that my beloved is in danger, I expose every each elegant finger with razor-sharp nails; in less than a wink, I rise from where I find myself standing through the air at a speed faster than one single breath.

Ditto buddy! “What? You can fly over the river as a wolf?” I shot. “Almost, I am one of the fastest wolves in Astoria,” Kent said. Not bragging but just like it was a fact. “Why don’t you transform and I hop on your back? I can hold on pretty tight.” I suggested. Kent turned to me slowly. He looked beyond angry. “How dare you!” “What?” I asked, confused. “How dare you ask an Alpha to be your mule? I have never, will never, let anyone ride my back.” He explained further.

He got away and gazed at me with adoration, I gulped and unbuttoned his white shirt but before I can remove it, he stopped me. Why? Does he want me? "Are you sure?" He asked and I nodded frantically, I didn't care about anything. I wanted him right now. Rhyker smirked and removed the white shirt he was wearing, moving his wide shoulders as well? I gawked at the masterpiece and felt myself drooling over his toned chest. He unbuckled his belt while telling me to open the drawer of the night-table, I complied with his order and opened it, taking out one condom. The condom felt pricey to use as well, it was black and the name was intense.

Ryder had always liked playing there; the rink was old-school, loud, and unforgiving, the kind of place that sharpened your edges. He stepped onto the bus last, duffel slung over one shoulder, eyes scanning the rows for an open seat next to Jax. Jax was already settled halfway down on the right, hoodie up, one earbud in, scrolling his phone with that calm, unhurried focus that always made Ryder’s stomach do a lazy flip. The seat beside him was empty. Perfect. Except Connor beat him there by half a second. “Yo, Calloway, scoot,” Connor said, dropping his bag and wedging his broad frame into the aisle seat before Ryder could move. “I need to pick your brain about something.”

It was Connor along with his other friends. "Not anymore I rejected her already. Oh, by the way you can have him do whatever you want. But don't kill her. I'm gonna play with her a little and then get rid of her." Ryker said with an evil smile. "Now get the hell out of here!" he looked at me one last time as Connor close the door, I saw his eyes flickering, it might have been his wolf, but I can't say for sure. "Now what do we do with you, little freak." Connor muttered tauntingly.

Now, all that was on his mind was to find out how he could get four extra silencers. Connor remembered having a lot of these brands in the past but most of them had been lost in battle and now, they were short on it. "We're short of four silencers. I need to get them before nightfall. What do you think?" He asked. Russo remained silent, expertly guiding Connor away from Martha's area. Connor noticed it but once again, he allowed it to slide because he didn't want to cause unnecessary problems when they had something important going on with them.

Connor said through his gritted teeth in resentment while he was spitting out blood, “I won’t let you off for this. I won’t ever—” Kayson slapped his shoulder and destroyed his muscles with his Novem Lightning Zero Impact. Connor let out an agonizing scream instantly.

Paul spoke in a smooth voice. Rick just smiled “No old friend you will be sitting in the front with me, the world thinks that they are dead so for obvious reason Connor wouldn't be driving.” Connor looked pissed off at the fact that he could not even drive his own car and walked to the Jeeps back door on the right side and got in and slammed it shut. Rick shook his head “This is going to be fun, are you ready Jake.” Jake did not respond, he just got on his bike and it roared to life.

Connor said through his gritted teeth in resentment while he was spitting out blood, “I won’t let you off for this. I won’t ever—” Kayson slapped his shoulder and destroyed his muscles with his Novem Lightning Zero Impact. Connor let out an agonizing scream instantly.

"There's a drone." "Hmm." Connor went to the drawer as he clicked something. Then, he positioned it to the edge of the glass window and opened it a little bit. He cocked his gun and aimed it at the drone and hit it with one shot. "No one is going out. I'm still going to check it tomorrow." He approached the wall and clicked something as the wall opened. The shelf is big enough to have two big monitors and keyboards. He typed fast and checked if there's another drone.