Dean Hamilton Novels & Stories

So I didn't distrub them, I texted Amanda, and went to college. Our auditorium is decorated so elegantly, One of the most important business person will be coming, so all are excited to see him. Me and my classmates sat on the front row of the seating section. Our principal started the seminar by greeting wishes to all our students , by the time of his completion of speech, Our vice president came and said " Now, may I introduce to the backbone of London business empire, he is none other than Mr. Alexander Hamilton." I'm surprised to hear those words, I didn't expect Mr. Alexander to come to the college seminar. He is the special guest on this day. We all are stand up and clapped when he is

I didn’t answer. I knew that he did not care, Not about me, not about mother, not about anyone else. I did not even understand how she lived with him throughout all this time, but this was what it was to be me, to be her, to be raised, to be obedient, to stand for a man, to do everything for you while you just obeyed. But when my eyes found him, I almost froze. The same man who stood there… He stood at the end of the aisle, beneath a silver arch of twisted branches and moonflowers, his face carved from stone. Dark hair, darker eyes. A black suit tailored like armor.

I am going to have a very interesting academic year, and even though I may not be in the Cheerleading team, but I am interested in Damian Anderson. Call it lust, call it to crush or love at first sight. One thing is certain I know he is that fire that I will gladly burn-in.

She did saw her days ago in his house before they traveled to Italy. Damien loosen his button. One. Two. Three buttons. "Are you okay, Damien?" Claire asked, seeing him loose his button. "Yes. The shirt is kind of tight from my neck to the chest." He answered, still glaring at the man kissing his secretary. Someone is really kissing my secretary! My Secretary Kim in the office!

“You’ll see worse before this ends.” Darius straightened, the light catching the ring on his hand, a family crest twisted into something darker. “You’re here because Amelia made a mistake, and I’m correcting it. But I won’t apologize. Liam took what didn’t belong to him. He always does take the wrong things, and he always does take what does not belong to him.” I lifted my chin. “He didn’t take me. I chose him.” “Then you chose wrong.” He said, looking me in the eye. “But I was not talking about you. There are things that you do not know and do you think you know? Regardless, I will admit that you did make the wrong choice.”

Surely I was seeing things. Was his cocky attitude haunting me now? I shook my head hard but it didn't erase the fact that Art Wilson was one of my professors? How on earth was he professor? He was only 28. His eyes lingered on me for a second longer before he continued his lecture. His words mumbled into gibberish as all I could scream in my head was no...no...no. I collected my things, and sprinted out of that class, not caring about the murmurs it stirred. I was probably deaf until I drove out of the campus.

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

The dean and several administrators hurried over. Mr. Fuller followed behind them and pointed at me. "Dean, it's him. Noah Hamilton. He's selfish in normal life, and now he's done something this deranged." The dean looked at the chaotic hall, his face dark. "Mr. Hamilton, you are a disgrace to this college. I am officially canceling your outstanding graduate honor and recommending expulsion." Caleb choked out, "Dean, expulsion isn't enough. He ruined my future. I want him to kneel and apologize to me in front of the whole school."

I could hear Blake muttering ‘show off’ to Alana who shushed him, and despite the clench I felt in my chest, I kept my eyes on the professor who called me, waiting for what she wanted to tell me. “I wanted to inform you before you got the results of your exams and Principle William has something to tell you. You will be awarded as the honor student of this semester. So far, you are the only student who has straight full marks, and if this remains, we would be more than happy to offer a full scholarship for you to get your master’s degree. Principle William is going to announce it later this week during the event that we would be having, and he wanted your husband and family to be there to ce

“Are you leaving? We made plans today, remember?” Why are they reminding me of plans that we didn’t even make? I might be old but I’m not forgetful. “Plans?” I inquired calmly. Devin nodded, he was now standing close to us. The sleeves of his white button up shirt were folded up to his elbows over blue denim jeans and paired with dark blue loafers. “Yeah, we’re going with Sharon to see that house in the Hamptons.” Just the thought of having to be in a confined space with him and his… his… his thingy is making my insides clench. “Sorry, Knox and I are seeing that game.”