Hawks Quirkless Novels & Stories

"Get to the point, Richard." "The point," Camila interrupted, stepping forward, her voice dripping with venomous satisfaction as she looked down at Xavier, "is that the West Media Group just discovered a historic municipal loophole. The transit lines your expansion relies on are zoned under an ancient dual-use ordinance. Since I have officially pulled West Media's operational backing from your division, Monroe Global does not meet the local corporate equity quota to operate on those specific tracks. Your contract is legally voidable." Helena’s jaw clenched, her fingers tightening around her fountain pen. "Xavier, they have us cornered on the paperwork. If we can't bypass this quota by noon,

Standing outside, in the glare of the afternoon sun, was Luke Hawkins,looking vibrant,wearing a cheerful smile like always. Rolling her eyes, she slid the chain entirely and opened the door. His pea green eyes assessed her and fell on the stupid robe that had parted a bit, showing a hint of cleavage. Being the stupid flirt he was, he said "looking smashing as always, b. Did you do that on purpose? " She laughed, ignoring his stare and hugged him. Not knowing someone had a crush on you was something ,but when you knew, it was 80% awkward. Luke had had a crush on her since she met him and his flirty attitude didn't help.

Up close I could see the faint shadow of sleeplessness under his eyes and the way his pulse moved a little too hard at the base of his throat. “I see a player who is one hard hit from disappearing,” he said. “And I don’t allow that on my roster.” “Is that all this is? Roster management?” The question slipped out before I could stop it. Silence stretched, thick and dangerous. For a moment the careful mask he wore slipped and I saw the same hunger that had lived in him the night he took me apart against the glass. Then it was gone, locked down so completely I almost doubted it had been real.

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Liz couldn’t make a sound although her mouth seemed to be trying to ask, “What kind of party is this?!?” Barl, seeing her reaction soothed, “Liz, this is a meeting of the “Walking Stick Club”, the only requirement for membership is that you have at least an eight inch cock when erect, we meet once a month here because it’s so secluded, and also because it has enough room for the thirty people who usually show up.” Finally able to speak, Liz asked, “Do you have to, you know….,”

Shock crashes through me, so sharp it feels like the ground has disappeared beneath my feet. “Dylan?!”

Officer Gideon’s security squad was forced to step down, their weapons taken away by the Council's official decree. The Enforcers stood at every single door, every hallway corner, and every stone staircase. They stood completely still, like frozen statues in the mist, but their advanced wolf senses were wide open. A heavy, suffocating wave of dominant Alpha pressure radiated from their dark armor, filling the entire school with an intense, paralyzing dread.

Now, I could spill. "Oh, they're still in Lumora, enjoying their honeymoon," I replied. Susan was puzzled, and I explained, "The night of the quake, Ethan ran out of Lily's room." Greg's guilty look confirmed my story, but he still tried to defend her. "Lily is just young and ignorant. Maybe she crossed a line, but you shouldn't have left her behind." I raised an eyebrow. "Young and ignorant? They cheated on me, and you knew, didn't you?"

Yep, I totally lost all control over my body. He is the one carrying me by holding tight to my waist. When he chins down, I chin up to meet his eyes like a instinct. He had a pair of dark charcoal orbs that I wanted to disappear in but it didn't show as much emotion as I wished, his pierced left brow was raised like he was asking what I wanted.

No wonder I couldn’t express myself the way I wanted to. My eye caught on the Narwhal Imperial Stout. 10.2%, that’ll help drown out this humiliation. I leant across the bar to reach for it - “Koos kansloos!” Lars suddenly shouted. I think the drink had gone to his head already – he's getting even louder than normal.