Connor X Evan Novels & Stories

Everly comments. “While I do understand that you would want to join them on their next tour, I am not sure how I feel about the two of you being away for a few weeks or more at a time. You can start planning the wedding anytime, even if I know you want to wait until after he is born. I was thinking Evan Samuel for his name.” I point out.

Mira steps forward, "guys, do you all know each other?" Even though it is the last thing I want to do, I smile. "Mira, meet my boss, Connor Everest. The man you were dancing with is his VP, Ken Bennett." Her eyes widen briefly, and then she smiles, stretching her hand out. "Hi, it's nice to run into you like this. I'm Mira Kendall. Evelyn's best friend?" Connor's gaze cuts to me, and I see the question in his eyes—how does someone like you have a friend and, more so, a friend like this?

Karen snapped, waving her hands towards the door. Evan glanced at me and then back at Karen. “My fiancée is the future chairwoman of Connor Group. Don’t I deserve a little respect for that?” Evan said and my brows shot up in surprise. “What is this gold digger doing here, huh?” Mariano snapped, glaring intimidatingly at Evan. “Gold digger?” Evan chuckled and leaned closer to Mariano. “You barely know me, Mariano; I can make you beg for your life,” Evan replied and chuckles filled the room.

Only time will tell what Connor is interested in. "I hear your father is Chase Stone. My mother always says he is handsome, and she was shocked when she found out he is married to your mother. My mommy and daddy do not live together," Eva, one of Connor's classmates, says. "Why don't they live together?" Connor asks.

“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.

“You’re going to make everyone cry.” “Maybe,” I said, feeling a warm flutter in my chest. Then I heard his voice. Across the parking lot, Connor leaned against his car, backpack slung over one shoulder, smiling like the world belonged to him — or maybe like I belonged to him . “Hey, Sparrow!” he called. Chelsea and Laila stopped in mid-step, eyebrows raised. “Sparrow?” Chelsea whispered. “It’s… a thing,” I muttered, cheeks heating. Connor waved, grinning. “Come on, I’ll give you a ride.”

Grant begins. “Yeah,” Connor agrees. “If I didn’t know you, Carlson, I would assume you and Eve here just broke out of the funny farm.” “But you do know me,” Grant says. “And we didn’t.” “Break out of the funny farm,” I clarify. Connor smiles at me, then turns back to Grant. “So… where do I come in?” “I need your help.” Connor sighs. “I was afraid of that.” “You know I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t incredibly important.”

“Too late. You’re smiling at your phone like you’re in a N*****x rom-com.” “I’m blocking you.” “Mhm. Sure. You adding him back or what?” I tap accept before I can overthink it. “There. Happy?” “Very.” She stretches and hops off the bed. “Alright, I’m brushing my teeth before I pass out. Try not to fall in love before midnight.” “No promises,” I mutter. “MAXIME.” She leaves laughing while I sit there staring at my phone like an idiot. A second later, Connor posts a story—shirtless locker room selfie, damp hair, cocky grin. Of course he does.

Reeva Last night was amazing. I’ve never had a date with a guy where I felt so completely at home. Connor is so fun to be around, with a sharp sense of humor, and he’s so very nice. I love his red hair and those sparkling green eyes that come to life when he gazes into mine... not to mention his incredible physique—fit and muscular, like a runner. I just can’t believe I’ve found my mate. It’s strange how calm that makes me feel. I guess I should have talked to Trisha more about what happened with her when she met her mates for the first time, or I could have had this conversation with Mom before I left.

His lips found the sweet spot on her neck, and he grazed it slightly with his teeth before lapping his tongue. His jaw tightened, and his eyes swirled from their usual blue-green to a golden brown as he tasted blood. The veins in his jaw ticked, and his nostrils flared. "Shit!" He grunts, feeling his canine piercing out of his mouth. "I'm sorry, darling." "What are you talking about…?" Tricia's words were cut off as she moaned. "Oh gods, Trevor. Continue doing that!" She groaned, pushing her back into him more.