Dr Thorn Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

Now, last night is something I will never be able to share with her. I spent my entire night stalking him. Alexander Joel Thorne. The CEO of Thorne Electronics. 32 years of age and 6’3 tall. Millions of followers on I*, but all he posts are pictures of the night sky, beautiful buildings, art, expensive places, and his view from his penthouse—I know this because I’ve been inside his home twice now. Not even one photo of himself. He only follows Thorne Electronics on all his social media accounts. Not his friends. Not even Dimitri, which I think is weird because they’re good friends and Dimitri follows him.

I’ve read about him in the news a couple of times and as a HR i must know what is going on around Gilded Royale and that includes Adrian Hawthorne. He was known for his looks as he could be the most good looking man any woman has ever laid her eyes on. I’ve seen him once or twice in real life and yes he is stunning but he is not known to be friendly. I never once saw him smile but he never went anywhere with his secretary beside him, Emily Brown. Honestly, I think there is something more going on between then a boss - secretary relationship as they have been seen going out to the club and hotel together.

And sat behind the desk covered in paperwork, a lamp and laptop and phone, sat a male that Thalia could only describe as an Adonis. "As requested, sir, this is Thalia Georgiou, the new acquisition." Ms Thorton spoke up as she came to an abrupt halt before the male leaned back in his seat. "Georgiou?" A rich deep voice escaped him with interest. "Greek?" Silence stretched between the three before the stern blonde cleared her throat, gesturing for Thalia to speak up. "Uh. Yes." Thalia whispered, her cheeks heating under the gaze of both this stranger and Ms Thorton.

My contract husband. Anthony Thorn.

It only lasted a few seconds before they all started making notes. “Chris, what incision will be used for the surgery?” David asked. “The Kocher incision, Dr. Tharton,” he answered and David looked at me as I smiled. “Yes and no, Chris. It’s better to say the Kocher low collar incision since the normal Kocher incision mostly refers to the subcostal incision used on the abdomen to expose the gallbladder,” I corrected him and the students all turned to me. “Blake was my study partner in med school. He probably knows the procedure step by step better than any of you and no, he didn’t go to medical school,” David said and grinned. “Any questions?”

"The wards—" "The wards never kept the ash at bay," interrupted Councilor Thorne, a pack leader of Thane Thrain himself. His voice was grizzled, weathered in his seventieth winters, each word weighed, each word thought. "They could not keep us hidden from whatever beast left the tracks. Why would they protect us from Draven himself?"

“Mr. Thorn, we need to understand why you believe it is Dan. If you are correct and we can track him down, then we might just find Leila.” “So, you have no leads basically.” I stood up and paced in frustration. “Mr. Thorn, I understand your frustration, but I need you to believe me, this is going to help us find Leila. But I cannot do this without your help.” I sat for another hour giving him all the details from our past and everything I knew about Dan and the Smithe family. When I arrived home, I was exhausted physically and emotionally. My parents had gone home but Elio had taken up camp in my living room. I walked into the bedroom and felt a hole inside me knowing Leila was not there and

I had almost run out of his study room when I remembered the main purpose of my untimely 'visit'. 'No, I wasn't going to back down now until I get what I want,' I mentally encouraged myself while gathering every last bit of energy I had left to face the fuming Greek god. In my 'unfortunate' state, I realized that the woman beneath him seemed to have stopped moving. Flashes of what could have happened to her ran through my head, and I shivered in fright.