Erin Craig Novels & Stories

I think it’s a snack because when we were done eating that the old lady name, Rani wanted to she wanted to cook breakfast with me, and now she’s praising me because of it. Apparently they own a farm from the next lot and has a diner from town. I didn’t know until today because I asked if they know a place I could work, and they offer that I could be the cashier since I shouldn’t do any excessive work like waiting and cooking and other things that requires a lot of physical movement. “A lot of girls here in town has a crush for Kiel. He’s really handsome and he’s single, he has a brother too but some thinks that he’s dating a model in the Capital.”

Craig offered, drawing Antoine’s attention to himself. "Who the fuck are you?" Antoine demanded, going on defense. "I’m Craig Hamilton." Craig began, holding up his hands in an I’m innocent gesture. "I don’t give a damn about what your name is." Antoine snapped, stepping between Craig and me. I want to know what the hell you are!" "I’m a hunter." Craig responded slowly. "Hunter?" Antoine repeated. "I thought hunters were all disbanded a long time ago." "They were." Craig agreed. "However, I’m not from your time."

“Craig, what's going on? I saw the memo. This is insane. You didn't do anything wrong… And… And what were you saying about why we became friends or partners?” He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “There's a lot more to this than you know.” “Then tell me,” I urged, leaning forward. “I want to understand.” The hum of the espresso machine and the soft murmur of conversations faded into the background as I listened intently to Craig’s explanation. “When I graduated as an architect,” he started, “I was approached by a woman named Serena Foster. She promised me a high-paying job at Sinclair Realty, but there was a catch.”

Me: This is far too deep a conversation this early in the morning. Collier: You've been up for five hours. It's hardly early anymore. Me: When I still have six more hours of watching dust collect, it's early. Collier: Quit. Me: I can't quit. Collier: You can. You're just choosing not to. Me: I have bills to pay. Collier: Again...that's a choice. Me: Are you suggesting I ruin my credit? That's very unadult of you. Collier: I'm suggesting you quit worrying about that kind of thing and do what makes you happy.

So I immediately picked them up. "Did you really gossip during work hours ?!" I said in a high tone of my voice. They bowed down and separated from each other. "I'm sorry sir Tyler, we just talked for a while" an assistant apologized. I frowned and called Craig.Craig is a Driver and has also been my best buddy for a few years. He is the only one who understands my evil side. "Craig!" I called him. I saw him hurrying down the stairs. Craig is two years older than me, He is 40 years old and married.He has three children.

I still know who I am with and right now, she is talking about Cyrus, and I am all too focused to even think about my state. "I knew he was a coward." She blurted out. "Why did you say so?" I asked as I hiccupped. "Well, he knows he can't fight the bond but him, being the mighty Alpha that he is, he stupidly tries to defy what the Moon Goddess had offered him." I can't relate to every word she was saying. There goes the ALPHA word again. I wonder if that is what they mean as CEO. "I can't understand a word you're saying." I told her honestly as I played the rim of the glass with the tip of my forefinger.

I definlte wasn't going to be eating fish for a while. As soon as I got to the end of the wall, someone stepped out from where I don't know, before placing a hand on my shoulder. At least the hand was clean. “Who are you, and who are you looking for?” I definitely wasn't going to be answering any of those questions. “Kraken,” I said instead, with my eyebrows turned up. His eyes seemed to bore into my skin, before he finally sighed, muttering something under his breath. He pushed the door that I didn't even notice open, and I couldn't even help but gasp.

"Do you have to do this? Pulling strings with a small amount of cash will solve your problem." "Like I said, I need to do this myself, or else I won't be proud of it." She turned her head to him. "Do you think I'm vulnerable?" "Maybe" "Carl!" Carlos put his suit on. Of course he was going with her. Kyla was meeting with Mr. Donovan. A well-known investor who funded several animal hospitals across the state. He had a reputation for being hard to impress, but if she could get him to sign her proposal, she’d finally have the clinic she’s been dreaming of.

I look at the door before I shift my gaze back to my screen, then I open the text. ARA: Held up? ME: I’m sorry. I don’t think I can make it tonight. Family emergencies. Tomorrow? There’s no response immediately, and I let out a sigh before I slide my phone into my pocket. I turn to Zack and cross my arms to my chest. "Amanda Hazard. Who exactly is she?" He smiles. "I thought you might ask about that. So she’s the daughter of Tyler Hazard. Tyler was the CEO of Hazard Enterprises before that title was passed down to Amanda."

That's such a mean thing to say. “She’s terrified,” Noah says. “And so am I!” I don’t even realize I’ve opened the voice recorder app until I see the timer moving. 00:12. 00:13. 00:14. This... This is huge. I'm not even kidding. It's not high school gossip huge. It's career-ending huge. The golden captain of Ridgeview Hockey caught in a pregnancy scandal before draft season? My brain is already spinning. The Headlines. The Clicks. The Public reaction. The media room exploding tomorrow morning.