Hawthorne Pierce Novels & Stories

“Yeah.” “Why?” “Because…I have two kids on the way.” Harry balked in surprise. “Two kids? Are you having twins?” “No, I’m having a kid with two different women.” “Um…that’s very…congratulations.” “You said you weren’t going to judge,” Pierce reminded him. “I also put that on Scout’s Honor, and I’ve never been in the Scouts.” “Figures.” “So, your midlife crisis kicked in fully, and you’ve been spending your retirement running around San Antonio raw dogging it like a uni freshman. I’m not surprised. That’s very on-brand for you, Pierce. You know…with your breeding kink and all.”

His caretaker was also missing. Travis fell asleep in my arms after crying. He witnessed his grandfather dying. Tristan was quiet. He cooperated with the police officers but I knew, he was fighting hard to remain sane. He was sad but furious. “Mrs. Pierce, I know its not the right time to ask you anything but it’s a murder case and we need to investigate this matter. Mr. Thomas Pierce was a well known figure of this city and his death is a great loss for the society. Can I ask you a few questions if you feel okay?” A lady police officer approached me.

"It was nothing. He had a letter from Theo. That was it." "Theo," he repeated, like he was filing it away somewhere. "A kid we both used to support through a welfare center. Pierce and I. Before everything fell apart." I put my coat on. "He wrote to both of us. Pierce brought me his copy. That's the whole story." Preston looked at me. I could not tell what was happening behind his eyes. He was not fully buying it, I could see that, but he was not dismissing it either. He was sitting somewhere in the middle, working it over.

However, she still didn't want to take a chance so she calmed herself down till she thinks about something. "Thank you all for having me here today. I'm feeling overwhelmed by the grand welcome I've received in this city. I plan on staying here for quite some time and expand my business here. Most of you'll have already bombarded me with your proposals…" The crowd laughed. "Well, be rest assured I'm looking forward to working with all of you. Thank you once again" She kept it short and went down the stage. Just as she came down Arthur and Hades approached her "Good evening Ms. Pierce! It's good to finally meet you" Arthur said cheerfully. She beamed at him "It's good to meet you too Mr. Fabi

Hawthorne’s sharp gaze became even more piercing. “Mr. Haw—thorne...” Jasmine whispered, her voice nearly choking. The atmosphere shifted as Mr. Hawthorne’s possessive aura emerged. “Tell me quickly, who dared to cross the line. I won’t let a single one of them escape,” he hissed, freezing the air around them.

The strong scent of medicine hit me the moment Grace pushed the door open, and my legs almost gave out beneath me. It had only been a few months, but Pierce’s face was gaunt, his cheeks hollow, and his pale lips barely clung to life. He struggled to sit up in bed, his expression twisted with pain. Tiny beads of sweat covered his forehead, and every small movement seemed to bring him agony. Unable to accept the sight before me, Pierce didn’t even look at me. Instead, he stared blankly out the window, watching the rain fall. My soaked clothes dripped steadily, forming a small puddle at my feet as I trembled and slowly stepped toward him.

I whispered pretending to be a bit confused and he smiled more while stepping up to me with a hand out which I mimicked placing my hand in his. “I’m Oliver, Oliver Hawke, you saw me at the wedding Mr. Pierce and I work together” he said, giving me a firm handshake and I smiled nodding my head and the tanned man in front of me. “Well it’s nice to actually meet you Mr. Hawke” I said politely as we let go of each other's hands and I took a step back. “Please just call me Oliver, no need for such formalities” he replied and I nodded with a soft laugh.

I fix myself. We park and exited the car. We enter the elevator and go to the 12th floor of the building. "Mr. Brooklyn!" An old man shouted. Hilary's dad and the old man bro hug each other and shake hands. "Here's my daughter Hilary." I bowed and shake hands. "And here's my son, Richard." A five-foot and nine inches tall guy wearing a mask extends his hand. I shake hands with him. "So let's talk about the wedding?"

As they walked away, Sienna pulled herself out of her daze and murmured, "So, it's not my boss they are talking about? Judging by what I just heard, I think they were most probably talking about his father who has a character problem according to them. He plays with women and wants to marry his son because of money... Mr. Pierce is so pitiful, I feel bad for him... I thought of refusing him at first but now I decided that I will help him. I can't marry him but I will try my best to do all I can to save him from those women." "Miss Waters, you are here." Seeing Haider walk towards her, her eyes scanned the surroundings. No, she couldn't see him anywhere near. "I don't see Mr. Pierce, where is

I’m wondering if he is even werewolf. “No, she is not nearby.” “Then how did you get here so quickly?” “I have my ways. Who is this?” His eyes look to me, my eyes becoming strangely hypnotised by his stare. “This is Pierce, Alpha of the Grey Howl pack. This is Libby’s mate.” For a kid he’s arrogant. His eyes trail over me as if measuring me up, before landing on the baby safely asleep in my arms. “And who is this?” Any malicious intent towards me changes as soon as he sees the peacefully sleeping Angel.