Dbh Connor X Reader Novels & Stories

Took me a beat to catch the thread. Jane. Of course. I smirked. “So you charm every PA under Aaron’s wing? And here I thought I was special.” Feigning offense, I pressed a hand to my chest. Connor laughed—boyish, unapologetic. “You are special. Jane’s a raging bitch. I like getting on her nerves.” “You’re Connor Hawthorne. Shouldn’t she be… I don’t know… kissing your ass?” He scoffed. “The only ass she kisses is Aaron’s.”

"This is...." I interrupted him immediately. "I am Ellie Connors...." I said at once, my eyes sparkling in excitement. Being married to Diego wasn't so bad after all, I got to meet someone who I only see on TVs. "I'm Steve Robins," he introduced himself, planting a peck on the back of my palm. "You look beautiful." My cheeks turned pink... or was it red? This was so good to be real! "I'll be around, bro!" Steve said, giving Diego a pat on his shoulder.

Aya Connor is the only mute Epsilon she-wolf of the Connor Moonfang Pack—fragile, voiceless, and treated as a disposable pawn by her own greedy family. When her father forces her to take her sister’s place in an unwanted mate bond with the terrifying Alpha Kyle Connor, Aya enters the deadly halls of the Rev-9 Crimson Dominion with one goal: keep her dying grandmother, Elder Serena, alive. Kyle Connor is a muscular, ruthless Alpha scarred by war and betrayal. Known for his cold restraint, he wears a pristine ceremonial neck-cloth—loosening the knot by exactly one inch only when his lethal wolf, raw lust, or dangerous possessiveness takes control. Believing Aya is a scheming spy sent to ste

I wrench the phone from his cold fingers and slide into my coat. “What the fuck! Give me my phone, man.” his voice shakes. His pupils dilate, and I know he'll try to bolt. So I step back and flash my palms. “Let’s talk this out then. Nina Donovan. Remember her?” His jaw ticks. “No. Never heard of her.” The body under the sheet stirs. If she wakes up, it's going to be a screaming match. Luckily, I don't care. I'm getting what I came for.

“You think I don’t see what that was? Another manipulation, another way to make me feel like I belonged so I’d give in. That’s not care. That’s strategy.” Connor flinches but holds my gaze. “He called you Issa. Not Clarissa. Issa. Because it was you he…” I cut him off again. “Enough. If Dante loves me, let him prove it himself instead of sending you. I thought the great Dante Romano could do better than using his minion to do his dirty work.” His face falls. For the first time, Connor actually looks hurt. “The door’s open,” I whisper. He rises slowly, gives me one last look, then walks out.

With Jr and Connor, I can promise none of them are dying but at the same time I can’t promise their love stories will be all rainbows and cupcakes, I shed tears writing some of the plot holes and thus I’ll have to make you shed tears too. That’s all for now, be nice. CONNOR/ KADE HAWKINS THE GINGER WITH THE ‘fuck me’ leopard print heels hadn’t stopped whatever it was she was doing. And by whatever it was, I meant peering at me like I was a demon who had escaped hell and tried to drag her along to my own hell. And damn it, this was hell.

“Total misogyny. I can near the hiss of the gaslights Merina.” “I get that Ana. Here’s the thing. Conner can be an ass. I knew that years ago. He liked having me around then. However, he liked me around when he controlled the setting. Conner could talk a great game with business. But in his personal life he’s learned to play dirty because he dealt with Lillian before I had to. I believe he’s under the assumption that I’m careless and have a secret death wish.” “Everyone knows that Merina. How does it concern me?”

She was vibrating with emotion, but the emotion was unclear I could feel a couple of emotions through the mate bond, one of then being hope and excitement, and another being scepticism. The same thought was passing our minds. Could he really be dead, just like that? Xander appeared beside Connor, his shirt draped over his chest and his lids half closed with sleep. He also just got out of bed. "Connor, you have three seconds to answer this." His claws extended, "why did you send guards to wake me up?" Connor smirked at him, smacking his back playfully as if Xander wasn't giving him a murderous glare.

"That's a really weird question. Why would you ask something like that?" "Come on, Connor." "It depends. If circumstances demand we be together, sure. But sharing with Reed, that is difficult. I prefer to not share. What goes on in your head? Have you been reading some erotic Twilight fanfiction?" "Something like that." "What are you guys doing?" Zoe called as she jogged over. "The coffee shop is closed." "I told you it was," Connor shrugged, passing her his water bottle. "You look like you walked through hell."

Here we go. "I'm fine—" "And this boy." She interrupted, not even letting me defend her first jab. I knew it was coming. I definitely knew it was coming. "This Kyrian Maddox," she continued. "I looked him up." "Of course you did." I turned slightly away from the group, dropping my voice. Of course she looked him up. She'd probably looked him up before the second episode even aired. "The assault case, Connie." Her voice dropped slightly. "I read everything."