Connor Stoll Novels & Stories

Annie sniffed the air and was relieved to pick up a Reiver scent, she scanned the car park until she saw the Reiver stood by a people carrier and she nudged Jen gently. “There he is, come on.” “Mrs. Crozier I presume?” said the giant security guard grinning as he watched them approach, Annie grinned back. “I’m Stuart Kerr, I believe you know my clansman Camron?” “I do, this is Jen, Templar Warrior.” Annie indicated over her shoulder to Jen, Stuart looked at Jen, suitably impressed. “Let’s get you out of this cold, a storm is coming in.” Annie and Jen climbed into the vehicle relishing the warmth coming out of the heaters. The drive to Thurso was going to take three hours so Annie and Jen too

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.

I tilted my head towards him. “Of course.” He glared at me. My face dropped. “You’re the one who gave me those photos at the safehouse.” I pointed at him. “You’re the one who has been stalking me.” Connor let out a laugh. “Who the fuck else would? You’re not so smart, are you? I thought that you would have figured it out sooner and would have ratted me out to Murphey. But when he never showed up at my desk or called me, I assumed I was clear.” He took a step closer to me. “Then he asked if anyone wanted to get a favor from Harlow to help in a top-secret situation. I jumped at the chance and knew that this was the perfect time to execute my plan…no pun intended.”

"We were trying to avoid a scandal, not commit a crime! You tried to turn a High Council winner into a common pelt-peddler? Do you have any idea whose name you've dragged into the mud?" "Editor... I didn't think—" "Get out. Her pack remembers your scent. You’re finished in this industry." 5:00 PM. Vale Hills Estate. Connor was back in his study, looking lethal despite his lingering illness. Jordan arrived with a thick scroll—the secret history of Mark Whittaker’s month in the city. "Finished?" I asked, leaning against the doorframe. "Perfect timing. Look at this," Connor said, pulling me onto his lap. The scroll listed four models Whittaker had "sponsored" in the last moon. One of them was S

The majority of the group steps back to give us room, and the three men push their way to the front. "Phillip." Thomas points towards a tall guy, decent looking, with light blonde hair and blue eyes. He was pretty muscular and stood tall and proud. His eyes flick over me, sizing me up. I start kicking my shoes off as I take in the next man Thomas points towards. "Damien." He's shorter than Phillip, but still at least five eleven and with wide shoulders and big hands. His hair was black and styled back in a messy swoop. He had piercing dark grey eyes. I bet girls melted over him. "And finally, our most promising new wolf, Connor." Connor is the only one who smiles at me. He's tall and a littl

He stared me down for a moment before he broke and looked off to the side. “You smell like Anders,” he said. “New Dawn came over to assess my pack. Anders helped me demonstrate some things in pack training.” Stoll’s mouth twitched. “What?” I asked. “I don’t like seeing the Delta guys flirt with you.” “They don’t flirt with me. We’re friends.” Stoll growled. “What do you want me to do?” He kicked the ground. “I don’t know.” “Come here.”

She knew that if she did, her eyes will definitely give it away, as she was a sucker when it comes to lying. Her manager is a stout man, around his early forties. He was wearing a red polo shirt and oversized black slacks that reach the floor. His near balding head was covered by a red baseball hat that says 'Yay, Friday'. Looking at his employee, he raised his eyebrows again and crossed his arms. After a long pause, he said, "Hmm. I see. Be careful next time. Now go to your station. We've got a lot of books to publish now."

He has a point, but neither of them knows the truth. “Mr Mateo is around the early thirties when he decided to have Lincoln. Mrs Bridget also said to us that Connor’s mother is the youngest and she is an Irish. Connor is also a European like his oldest Brother, Lincoln.” Paul is ecstatic because of what he speculated with his friend. “Such a brilliant ass!” He keeps on messing the hair of Dylan. However, they must still investigate and wait for the decision of the CEO. Five in the afternoon strikes, but Connor Carter Vozinelik is not coming back after lunch. He didn’t have a meeting in the afternoon. It was unusual for the collateral husband.

At a glance, he looked like a natural leader. He looked at Nicole and stretched out his hand. “Ms. Stanton, I’m Connor Upton, the person in charge of LJ Corporation. I heard from Leighton and Camille that it’s thanks to you that we’re able to find Sebastian’s whereabouts in such a timely manner this time. Thank you very much for your help.”

Connor take the initiative to buy her flowers, must be a stunning beauty, but she had never thought that she would be such a mediocre woman! Sotiria calmed herself down and asked, “He… Are you sure we’re talking about the same Mr. Connor?” “I don’t dare mention his name, but I can tell you that Mr. Connor is the infamous no.1 devil in Rothesay. Ms. Green, it’s really an honor that Mr. Connor has taken a liking to you,” the delivery person said sourly. “He he…” Sotiria replied with a fake smile. “Then I’m not accepting the flowers. You can take them back.”