Dean Hamilton Novels & Stories

His tie hung loose, careless, as if rules bent for him. The air shifted. Conversations paused. Heads turned. Gasps and whispers spread through the hallway like wildfire. “Is that—” one scrub nurse whispered, clutching her colleague’s arm. “Oh my God, it’s him. Liam Hamilton. The heir.” “He’s even hotter in person, look at that jawline.” “And he’s only twenty-five.” Her steps faltered, lungs compressing. The name ricocheted through her skull. Hamilton. As in Hamilton Medical Group. As in Hamilton Medical City, the empire she worked under.

“I want him dead, Damon.” “And he's going to take his last breath, one way or the other. Very soon, he's going to take his last breath. And if he thinks that he's going to be able to get away with it, then he is very wrong.” He said softly. “For now, I'm just going to need you to regather restaurant. I am going to need you to be able to stand because what you are doing is just going to weaken you.” His thumb brushed a tear from my cheek.

She was about to go find the professor for an explanation when she suddenly received a call asking her to come to the dean's office. Diana immediately went to the teaching building. As soon as she walked into the office, she saw the dean of the music department sitting inside, along with several professors who had assessed her that day. "Dean, why is there no grade for my major course?" Diana couldn't help but ask as soon as she walked in. "Ms. Thompson, come and have a seat first." The dean was a man in his fifties with silver hair combed back, giving him an especially artistic look. He had previously been a professor at a well-known music university and was specially hired here.

She grinned excitedly, and I nodded my head. "You just read my mind. I need to watch something that will clear my mind right now." She nodded her head and we started watching the show. "Dean has to be by far my favorite character in the show..." I folded my arms and placed it behind my neck. "Oh, no you didn't. Both characters are lovable in their own way. Sam is the cute and nerdy moose and Dean is the dangerous hottie," Heoena claimed. I rolled my eyes. "I'm going to completely place my jealousy away because these are fictional characters. But your statement is true. They do a swell job with playing their characters."

Damien turned from the man and grunted, "Welcome." ******* His mind wasn't particularly present as he walked the hallways of the hospital. He had quite a lot to do. Planning the ceremony, deciding who was expected and what ruling families were to be invited...he scowled just thinking about the work he had to do when he got back. The work he was putting off to see her and spend time with her. Not...putting off. More like running away from to get a moment of reprieve. He'd had a damn long day.

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

Ranya had been impatient throughout the meal. “Ranya?” Chairman Hamilton called, clearing his throat before addressing him. Ranya turned to him, “Yes, um…” “Chairman Hamilton,” Damian whispered, helping him out. He didn’t know him either, but his name sounded familiar. He was a wealthy business mogul and entrepreneur. “Chairman Hamilton,” he said. “Oh, son, you can call me grandfather,” he smiled, appreciating his respectful response. “I prefer Chairman Hamilton, as I’m about to discuss my intentions regarding your daughter.” Damian stifled a laugh, struggling to contain his amusement.

If that person did exist, the owner would have been very famous, but how come he had never heard of him. "I'll ask Kyle to find out," Nicko thought to himself. "My friend is Nancy Hamilton, wife of businessman Ted Hamilton," said Daisy, to which Nicko nodded. "Mr. Hamilton is a very famous man, he is rarely in this country, because he is busy doing business here and there. He has some aspects of business," added Edmund still in a hurry. "Oh I see, by the way, I'm curious about the high position offered, what do you think?" asked Nicko the more it provoked them.

I can feel my face heat up red as they nod and turn off a machine or two. “ Thank you Madam Charlotte, would you like to see what we were going to do? He does need surgery because he’s left kidney is damaged and it looks like his knee bone is broken” the doctor explained to me as Creed walks over to me with a chair so I can sit down. “ Can you fix it? I mean can you help him?” I asked pulling my legs to my chest