Connor Stoll Novels & Stories

More so because he has a thing for Sage. “Hey Priest, Hunter told me what happened with Sage, and he figured you might need my help. What do you want me to do?” At first, I consider keeping him out of it. However, regardless of my personal feelings, Connor is one of the best techs we have. They’re not quite in league with Logan Maxwell but close. He and Hunter are both geniuses with computers.

It couldn’t have been on purpose… right? “So how’s the wrist?” Davis asks, scooching over and patting the spot beside him on his bunk. We’re all getting ready for bed after a long day of training, which I missed half of due to my injury. Boyd’s bunk is across from mine and Davis’, and Connor has the bottom. We got to know Connor a little better at the bar on Saturday and it turns out he’s a really nice guy. He’s from Reid’s pack in Stillwater. Connor’s sitting on the edge of his bunk, facing us, and leans forward a little to watch as I sink down next to Davis and extend my wrist forward, twisting it around.

Stoll asked trying to ignore the big slit opening on her thighs which is showing more than her thigh now because of Keller’s sitting posture of bed, she is sitting with her legs up showing one complete leg and even the black coloured border of her panty Keller become silent for a long time looking down had no idea Stoll’s eyes were changing glace on her thighs and forcefully closed his eyes not to see what he shouldn’t. Stoll really closed his eyes for a few minutes when he heard Keller’s question, “why you wanted to marry her?” Stoll open his eyes like he understands something but is still a little confused, “I am thirty five and soon will be thirty six, I have to start my family before bei

If anything, this strengthens my resolve to push back against the Mitchells and whoever else might be behind this smear campaign. One thing stands out to me as I read further into the article—Connor. His name is mentioned, not just as a casualty in the crash, but specifically as my bodyguard. That detail is strange, and it bothers me. Connor’s role was something we kept quiet, especially since he was only recently hired and supposedly working for an agency that doesn’t even exist anymore. The article paints him as part of the crew, yet somehow, his real identity is exposed.

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!”

he growled. “Yeah, you’re not done yet, but there’s no point in lingering on them. Remember, we are not perverts or stalkers,” added Connor, who received a response in the form of small coughs and clear throat from around him because his words were the opposite of what they had been doing so far.

Connor the con was already enough competition. *****************************************

As soon as we approached the large group of men, a very tall young man with messy blonde hair and a highly friendly smile separated himself from the team and walked directly toward us. "It is incredibly nice to finally meet you in person, Megan, because Connor has absolutely not stopped talking about you since yesterday afternoon," the friendly blonde man said happily, extending his large hand toward me. "My name is Liam Hayes, and I am the starting goalie for the team as well as Connor's best friend." "It is very nice to meet you too, Liam, and I am glad Connor has such a supportive friend on the roster," I replied politely, releasing Connor's hand briefly so I could shake Liam's hand in a

He had sat alone in the room holding his head while figuring the way out of this mess. Just like the busy couple, Enzo had not noticed someone taking their phone out, clicking pictures of what was clearly Donavan Frantino and an unknown woman in his arms, kissing like it was their last day on earth.

That's why even though the Mirage already rooted an Under Boss for him, he didn't approve of it and requested Connor to be in it. Connor is his right hand man. He is his real confidante than the designated Consigliere of Mirage. He is the tech guy that does the stuff Saint couldn't do. He is very good at technology and also how to make and detonate all kinds of bombs. "What should we do, then? Just stand here and wait?" Saint asked sarcastically. He felt as though this heist became very unplanned. "We don't have a choice but to do as planned. You have to get inside in 10 seconds. Can you do that, Boss?"