Connor X Hank Mga Nobela at Kwento

Some of the contents spilled on my sneakers. GROSS. The crowd screamed in pleasure. “You were asking for my name? Its Viper and I fucking killed your father.” His pain filled eyes widened in shock and terror. “Have fun finding a donor before you die. Adios.” I smirked and walked away from his bloodied state. Jason had a proud smile on his face. “Marvelous, Viper.” Winking at him, I jumped out of the ring, winking at the men who had looked like they’ll murder me at any minute.

Alex growled I don’t have to see them to know that Ryan nodded and Creed stuck his tongue out at him. “ We can't sit and watch you all day but we can all hear you, we each have mics and earpieces to keep in contact with you while we do stuff needed here as well. Please don’t hesitate to break cover if you feel you really are in danger” Alex said and I just hummed my response skipping from stone to stone over the small stream. “ Keep up” Henry finally spoke and that’s what he said? I’m literally right behind him.

Connor smiled at Xander and walked up to him before he forwarded his hand for a handshake. Xander glared at his hand and then glared back at the nervous girl. With a clenched jaw, he shook his hand as Connor noticed the tattoos on his arms. Connor's brows furrowed but he didn't gape at his tattoos. "Hello. Emma told me that you're her teacher. Nice to meet you. I'm her best friend." He introduced himself and slowly noticed how Xander's grip on his hand became strong and almost crushing. "Xander." His answer was curt and cold.

After grilling the hamburgers, Connor sits beside me and says in confidence. “Don’t s… say it to the gu… guys, but I’m go… going to do a trea… treatment to stu… stu… stutter.” Connie stares at me looking for some support and I don’t know what to say. Connie, among the Vaugh brothers, is the most handsome, his brown livid eyes, dark hair, tanned, with a strong and masculine Adonis body, that the symbol of Greek beauty would die of envy. I don’t think the fact that he stutter makes him a bad man. In the end I actually think his charming in his half shy clumsy way.

she explains with a smirk. “Han, nothing’s happening. Nothing,” I insist. “Besides, he was with Grace this afternoon, and she was wearing practically nothing. Oh, and I kissed Connor.” “You kissed Connor? Again?” she says, eyebrows wiggling teasingly. -Norali: We aren't discussing anything. I can guess your kinks from miles off, anyway. -Mr. Grumpy: Really? Name one. "Yes. It was... Good. I met his mom, too," I say absentmindedly. “His mom?” Hannah shouts.

Whatever Connor stands to benefit from must be huge because he has since given up his conscience for this mission of theirs. According to the information we gathered, Connor is a hunter. He knows about supernatural beings, and he despises them. He has always known and that is why he killed our mother, Willie, and supposedly, me as well. To him, I am dead. Nonetheless, I am waiting for his reaction when I finally apprehend him.

A pained groan escaped my lips as I sank to the ground, clutching my head. “B–bastard.” I gritted out in pain, already aware that it was none other than Connor. He stood in front of me, and I was unsurprised to see that the face in front of me matched the one I had seen in the picture a few days earlier. Connor held a wooden stick with a smug smile on his face, his eyes gleaming with malice and mischief. “So we finally meet. The famous fiance. I’m Connor. It’s nice to meet you, Jeremy Hale.” He taunted, extending his hand towards me.

“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.

Tyler looked in the direction of the truck, and the others followed suit. "What's going on, Connor? Something happen to her?" Logan came to stand in front of me. "Just let me deal with this shit. I'll talk to you guys later." "Connor, you move from here; we're gonna have problems. I know you, brother. I can read you like a book, so I can see the fumes coming off you. Talk to me; we've been in tighter spots than this before and pulled through. Now what the fuck happened in the last half an hour to turn you into Killer?"

“We also know that they tend to place their people in high-powered positions – lawyers, bankers, doctors. We also know that Xander, if he is behind this, is very content to play the long game.” “Christ,” Sinclair mutters, and I turn to see him again covering his face with his hand. “How did we not see this coming –“ “Because it didn’t happen!” Cora cries, standing up now. “Hank is not part of this – he – he’s my colleague! We work together!” “At a clinic that we built, Cora,” Roger points out, clearly working hard to keep his temper even. “At a clinic that we pay for. This man is…very suddenly very involved in our lives. Dad has a good point –“