Dean Hamilton Novels & Stories

Joseph was almost as tall as I was, but more on the leaner side. "But I do know that you should be upstairs right now, comforting her after the traumatic experience." He made a serious face, but a grin threatened to appear from the corners of his mouth. "Okay, Dr love. Make yourself useful and find me a bodyguard that will accompany Isabella to her lectures." "I'll be on it, Boss." "Make it someone who will be able to fit in easily with the university crowd." "Any preference in terms of looks." This time a giggle escaped, and he tried to cover it with a cough.

I knew that body and those hazel eyes from anywhere. I tried to walk to her but the senator appeared and grabbed my arm. “Markos, I’m glad you came,” he said as he pulled me into an unwanted hug. I had to go to hios party to show him he and I were still partners. To rule the black world of New York, you need law enforcement and a few politicians. The senator was among those on my payroll and I couldn’t fuck it up because he would screw everything about me. There was a reason they always wound up dead after they retired. They always got big heads and ewuallty big mouths.

She wasn’t supposed to smoke indoors, but who cared anymore? Across the street, a deli owner was yelling at a delivery guy double-parked in front of the hydrant. Just... normal people with normal problems. She needed this story. Devon Hamilton wasn’t just scandal-worthy—he was a Hamilton. Son of the man who practically kept half of Manhattan in motion. And then there was Damian Lawson, the son of another politician. Dead in a wreck, too fast, too suspicious, and just close enough to Devon to make her instincts twitch. Celeste blew out a trail of smoke and pulled out her phone. She opened her photos.

You will forever be in my heart. Logan X

she shrugs and turns back to Nixon who takes the tree steps he'd taken up the stairs until he was back on the ground level then walked around her to my side. "Viviana Harper is really my mate" his tone is low sending chills in some uncertain way down my spine. Nixon takes me completely by surprise when he takes my hand in his, sending a wave of sparks and heat up my hand tell its spread through my whole body. I tighten my hold on his hand and give it to small squeezes and if to tell him I've got him and I don't even know what it is I'm trying to give him strength for.

I ran in as well, only to get stopped by Hunter as he got in front of me and dad. My eyes travelled around the room and I locked eyes with the man who would soon become the man of my dreams and the man in my nightmares. Austin Dechart.

“But I know that you would find your way into getting me to forgive you again.” She walked toward the operation room following Irina and I took a deep breath before Dean turned to face me. His eyes met mine and he raised an amused eyebrow. I rolled my eyes and went to take a seat. He and Viktor shared a glance before both men walked toward me. “If you intend on shooting me, do it now, or spare yourselves the anger.” I said, and Dean smirked. “Well, considering that it is our hospital, and we are going to be waiting for Irina for a little while.” Dean said, and I raised an eyebrow. “I was thinking that we could have a drink,”

“It is, but I wanted to hear you say it.” My eyes narrow. “Columbia, where did you go?” “Columbia too… Did you have Professor Hart?” he asks. I nod, surprised to hear his name. “Was he still as strict as ever?” “Yeah, he could be a real dick, but a good teacher.” I take a long sip of bourbon, trying to still my nerves. All I can think about is how his body felt pressed against mine early today. His eyes spark playfully. “Yeah, he was a real piece of work.” His eyebrow raises. “So, why did you pick Wynton General hospital?”

Harvey was unsure what happened, but after hearing the conversation about cheating, he was certain that Yoana wouldn’t do anything like that. Based on Edwin’s cry for help and George’s deduction, Harvey knew for sure that Christian was up to something. “Harvey York?” “The one who broke Denver’s legs and screwed with Jax?” Christian sized up Harvey, confused. Yet, his gaze was scornful. He had prepared everything to deal with Harvey that day… Yet, he never realized that Harvey could be this imposing. “Do you know who I am?” “I’m different from those two useless clowns!” “I am the real disciple of Las Vegas’s Hamilton family! I am Christian Hamilton, the man worthy of inheriting my father’s po

The dean had proved to be a dinosaur. "Oh?"