Griffin Campbell Novels & Stories

he exclaimed, putting an arm around me pulling me to him. I stepped away from him, uncomfortable having his arm around me. To other girls here at camp, he’s handsome. He was about my height, a decent build, with blonde hair and blue eyes. I can’t place it, but he gives me a bad vibe. He’s creepy. He’s supposed to be a camp counselor, yet he flirts with campers, knowing full well we are under 18.

ISLA GRACE MILLER DATE OF BIRTH: JUNE 18TH AGED: 18 HAIR: AUBURN EYES: GREEN HEIGHT: FIVE FOOT FIVE INCHES GUARDIAN - JUNE DANIELS, RELATION: MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER, DECEASED- CEDAR FALLS. SCORED HIGH MARKS: TRACKING; HAND/HAND COMBAT; TEAMWORK; FIELD FIRST AID NOTES: RUN RISK LEVEL 2; ONE ATTEMPT YEAR ONE AT TRTC. RECEIVED COUNSELING. MEDICATED WITH ANTIDEPRESSANT FOR YEARS 1-3. CLEARED FOR DISCONTINUATION OF USE AFTER REASSESSMENT.

The only thing keeping me from sprinting out of the wards was the fact that I was wearing the flimsiest bikini in existence, and my physical body lay unconscious on the floor. “Maybe you’re right, and it’s time for a break.” “Yes,” growled a deep voice from the other side of the tents. Griff strode across the camp, his hands curled into fists, his teeth bared. “Put my mate back into her body.” Ophois stared down at Griff, his golden eyes glittering with amusement. I placed a hand over my heart, hoping Griff wouldn’t say something stupid and get himself eaten. It was one thing to stand up to another wolf, but we had no idea if Ophois was good or bad or chaotic.

“What? Nothing to say? For someone who made such a huge bid, you’d think he would at least try to defend himself. Don’t you think?” “Shut the hell up, Damon!” I snap, quickly standing up from my seat. “I don’t know what you’re trying to prove here, but trust me, you’re only making a joke of yourself. You think you can take on someone like Griffin?” I laugh. “You don’t have what it takes.” Damon’s face darkens instantly. “And what exactly makes him so special, huh? You think just because he throws around big numbers, he’s untouchable?”

Connor answered. “Alannah Campbell, Orphaned, you were living with your uncle, Eddie Smith before deciding to abscond. 21, thank God You’re an adult. 4.7GPA in accounting, dropped out of college to be a drug dealer along side your uncle, Wow. Not the dropping out to sell drugs though, that is sad” Connor said. “You don’t know me” I cut in, looking at him with my sharp eye. “Oh yeah?” Connor said, raising an eyebrow “You seem like a B-cup, although I love C-cups, should I go on?” Connor asked.

Shira teased me often concerning our little secret, I had warned her to keep it for now since we weren't sure how he felt towards us in the meantime, wouldn't want to get hurt after all. I was all smiles in the kitchen, busy making his coffee, he had been in his office all morning and I wanted to surprise him by bringing him his drink myself. The door to the office was open, so I strolled in, my eyes found no one inside his office an empty chair with countless documents scattered on the table, maybe he was in the bathroom. After placing the mug down, my eyes scanned the papers until a name caught my attention. Graig Campbell. This was a name I would never forget, the person responsible for t

Griffin have someone in his heart? "His last name is Griffin?" "Yeah, Shawn Griffin. I made Luke deliver a thank-you gift to express my gratitude. Oh, I invited him to the gala that day." Grace suddenly remembered. "I promised to introduce Caleb to him, but there was a little mishap..." Xander lowered his gaze. The scar on her neck had faded. "Gracie, you introduce your family to anyone?" Grace denied it. After a moment of contemplation, she understood the hidden meaning of his words.

"So, do you have a strategy for dealing with her?" "I’m figuring something out." "I’ll keep an eye out for other options." "I don’t think that’s needed." Thomas brushed off a leaf that had landed on his arm. "Her friend called her Smith, and the sword she had was beautifully decorated with Celtic designs." He saved the best detail for last. "There were bits of amber in the hilt." Now serious, Gelo set the bread down and asked, "Do you think Grinna knows her?" Thomas nodded. "It was her friend who confirmed that and the truth about her character."

Her eyebrows furrowed and she could feel her fingertips ice cold. “Today, we have received the bad news that Alex Griffin, the director and founder of the Philanthropy company, is declared deceased. His death remains unknown as we further fight for the news, in his will, he sold his company to Damien Hunter, his old friend. Up till now, Mr. Hunter has not opened up to the press, but we have his fiance who is confused and she has opened up about this. The video will play shortly.”, the reporter stated.

"Miss Anderson,you'd be staying in my house until you are able to leave on your own and I promise your safety is assured you don't have to feel insecure." "Ok" Camile replied "You would love the place"Elena said "What's your name tyrant father?" sigh this lady sure knows how to piss him off "Please my name is Caleb Campbell" "Ok Caleb" "Shouldn't it be Mr Campbell to you?" "No it's either Caleb or tyrant father. With nothing to refute her with he sighed and the rest of the ride home was silent.