Erma X Connor Mga Nobela at Kwento

The smell of chili and cornbread drifts from the kitchen, wrapping around me like a blanket I’m not sure I’m allowed to touch. Noah stands near the bottom of the stairs, leaning against the wall. His jaw is tight, his shoulders tense. He keeps glancing at his phone like he’s waiting for something, or trying to avoid something. When our eyes meet, he looks away fast. Something’s bothering him. Something big. Emily nudges me forward. “Come on. Dad’s in the kitchen.” I follow her through the archway. Liam Connor stands at the table, tall and broad‑shouldered, with warm eyes and a quiet presence that fills the room. He’s talking to Ms. Carter, who’s flipping through a stack of papers.

I turned to Connor with an apologetic look. “Sorry. She’s… not usually like this.” “I don’t mind,” he said calmly. “She’s interesting.” “Interesting is not the word I would use.” He chuckled lightly. Then his expression shifted slightly as he looked at me more carefully. “So,” he said. “You and Xavier. It’s real?” My chest tightened. I hesitated. Then nodded. “Yes.” I barely finished speaking before the atmosphere shifted. Cold. Familiar. Xavier. “Connor Leroy.”

His eyes searched mine, “it's…you have this…” but before he could finish what was on his mind, understanding darkened his expression. His frown deepened and he ground his teeth. He glanced toward Tina. She was watching us like a hawk. Emerson’s jaw tightened, and he offered me a stiff smile. “Nothing,” he said quietly. “It’s nothing.” Eric, oblivious to the tension in the room or simply too entranced by Rita's baby bump, said as his face glowed with pride.

He told them with such excitement in his voice. “Sage?” Elmer called when he couldn’t find her. “Elmer, I’m over here. I want you to meet Connell. He is engaged to Caera.” Sage told her with such joy in her voice. Elmer held out his hand to shake hands with Connell. When Connell looked up at Elmer, he gaped at the man. He looked just like the mummy they had found. A few different features, but the same skin tone, Connell could see him in the same outfit. When he noticed he hadn’t let go of the man’s hand, he dropped it.

Eric questioned. Damien heaved a long sigh. He threw his head backwards and rested it on his chair. He brought his head back to face Eric. "You're right. We do not know each other personally... But..there is a connection between us". Damien replied. "What is that?". "It's not what, it's who". Damien answered. Eric narrowed his eyes. "Emma". Damien said.

I tell him and he gives me a weird look. “Does this Conner have a last name?” Eric asks and I freeze because he never told us his last name ever, nor have we ever asked. “I never asked.” I say honestly before asking, “Why do you ask?” “I ask because the High Priestess of the Red Moon Witch Covent has a son and daughter. The son’s name I believe is Conner and the daughter’s name I know for sure is Emma.” Eric says and my mouth drops. “I’ve met Emma she was the one that spelled the ring on Rayne and betrayed her but you are telling me that Conner is Emma’s sister and the son of their leader?” I asked and I can feel my blood begin to boil with the thought Conner kept this from us.

I was getting tired of waiting for her to come, and still haven't seen her, so I really had to speak up, because I can't really stand it anymore. "Connor, I thought you said, you say Emma walking into the house last night?" I asked. "Yes alpha, I really saw her." Connor answered. "Then, why isn't she here yet?" I asked him. "I don't really know alpha, but I'm sure she was the one I saw." Connor said, with so much confidence. "Connor, I'm not sure you are sure of what you are saying, and I'm finding it funny anymore." I told him.

"What kind of vision are you trying to manifest here? Since I have a moment of peace, I think I shall stay and oversee the rest of Emma’s work." The photographer’s face drained of color. He had clearly hoped our connection was a myth. "Why is your head bowed now? You had plenty to say to Ava a moment ago," Connor rumbled. "What? Are you shivering? Did you truly believe you could bait her without me catching the scent?" "I... my Lord... I had no knowledge. Truly, I was blind to your... connection," the photographer stammered, his tongue seemingly frozen in his mouth. "And so you believed that gave you the right to break her?" Connor’s aura intensified, a cold, predatory power rolling off him

Mockery flashed in Connor Bambra's eyes. "Why is it that you can dish it out, but you can't take it?" Erin stood up, sneering. "You think standing up for Rebecca will get you a partnership with Prospectus Technology? Idiot!" Although Connor had been thinking along those lines, being called out by Erin before everyone made his face darken with anger. "I think you're just bitter because you can't get the man you want, and now you're lashing out at everyone," he taunted.

Sienna: I was halfway through the reports I’d been meaning to finalize when my phone vibrated across the desk. I frowned in confusion before taking a glance at it. No one ever bothered calling me, and for a moment, I feared that something might have happened to Isla. However, the name flashing on the screen made my heart stutter. Damon… I eyed it warily for a second before picking up, already knowing what kind of mood he was in today by the time he opened his mouth. The last thing that I wanted, especially today, was for him to be outside the office again.