Dbh Connor X Reader Novels & Stories

“You need to get to her quick. We’re heading to her house at this instant but we’re stuck in traffic. How far away are you from her house?” “About ten minutes?” I mentally calculated the distance after trying to figure out where exactly I’d gotten off; it seems like somewhere down the line I’d involuntarily started walking towards Tia’s house. “Daniel, you’re scaring me. Tell me what’s wrong?” “It’s that son of a bitch, Connor!” Daniel snapped. “Damnit! Why won’t the line move?” “Daniel, focus!” I snapped at my little brother. “Who’s Connor and what is his connection with Tatiana?”

"Rowan will take care of everything as usual, and we would all follow his footsteps. At least, we still have something going. Daniel and Dean have already lost a stronghold on their companies." I almost stiffened slightly at the mention of Dean, but I recovered immediately, pretending that it was due to the cold water from the shower. Connor began by washing my hair. His fingers were weaving through my hair, massaging my scalp in a way that always got me really relaxed. I could feel my body slowly relaxing into his body, especially his hardness that was pressed against my back.

Rasmus, Hunter, and Luca = 20 Sarah= Will turn 18 in this chapter. Aurora= 16 Angela= 10 "Em!" Connor wailed dramatically and the next thing he engulfed her in a bear hug. Emma couldn't help but let the tears out of joy. It was after so many years they were finally meeting. Though they talked on the phone often. Emma told him about Xabder after 4 years of her marriage. And she wasn't even ready to tell but Xander saw her talking to Connor so he grabbed the phone from her hand and introduced himself as her husband this time.

I felt the hair on my neck stand up. Xiner laid it all out—the blood-promise, the framing, and the poison Holden Leangley was brewing at H World. "Ava will not be donating a kidney to you," Connor said, his voice like grinding stones as he adjusted his coat. "I am her mate. Seeing her prick her finger for a blood test makes my chest ache for a day. I will not watch her lose a part of herself." Xiner nodded calmly. "I never expected her to. I never asked."

I hissed at him. Connor turned to me slowly. “I said, The Faction shouldn’t have women, you’re too emotional.” “Fucker!” I leapt across the desk in front of me and put Connor in a headlock. He beat against my arms to release him. But I wasn’t going to, I wanted to cut off all oxygen and waste this worthless piece of shit. “You think you’re better than me? Maybe if you had half as many kills as I have, you might reach my level.” I tightened my grip. His skin was turning red, then had a tinge of blue.

She almost looked like she was asleep except for the hole in her chest. Connor had waited respectfully for us in the hallway and I could see that his eyes were red from crying as well. He had loved my mother, they were close friends and their bond had been unshakeable, so much so that Connor went against Damon more than a few times for her. “We know who did this,” Connor said to Damon as he held out an arrow to him. I looked at the strange markings on them and turned it around in my hand after Damon had looked at it. His face was set in anger and grief. He didn’t even bother to answer Connor as he started walking back to the house covered in Finley’s blood.

The Billionaire's Collateral Husband Chapter 1 CONNOR Carter Vozinelik comes back to his senses when he felt a languorous hand movement right over his beefy chest. His head is sleepy; nevertheless, he gently opens his eyes as he stares at an ivory painted ceiling. This familiar scene of waking up early in the morning with an unknown woman by his side is not new to him. Her fingers from her soft hand slowly linger all over his fair and toned body. Connor left out a heavy sighed before he held his dazed head.

The Billionaire Sugar Daddy Chapter 73 CONNOR Carter Vozinelik keeps on searching for the file that his older brother said the last time. He keeps on scrolling with his mouth on his right hand. Until, he notices the exact file name from the charity of Mr Mateo. He sighs first before double clicking. Connor reads it thoroughly even sees how much his dad loves the children. He twitches a half smile because he also misses Mr Mateo. “I will try, dad—“

Connor POV - Despite their success in planting the false information to fool Luna Eleanor, Connor couldn’t help but grumble in his cell. It wasn’t the tender wounds still healing over his body, after Jacobs beat the crap out of him, or the burning silver in his system, that made his veins feel like lava. No, it was Daniel. The bastard had touched Inga. There was no way the touch was invited or wanted, and yet he had his hand on her throat, caressing below her lip. The cell had seemed small and uncomfortable before, but now it felt like a true prison. She was out there, somewhere in the packhouse, with that creep roaming around.

Disbelief rippled through the air, as if even they hadn’t expected this. Then— “Fuck, Connor.” Harris’ voice broke the silence. Elena lifted her gaze. She expected someone to help her up. Expected someone to say something. No one did. Connor flexed his fingers, the briefest flicker of guilt flashing across his face. But just as quickly as it came— It disappeared. His shoulders squared. His smirk returned, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Next time, watch your mouth.” And just like that, it was over.