Hawthorne Pierce Novels & Stories

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.

"Would you join me for dinner? I'd love to explain properly, and we could discuss the procedures in more detail. There's an excellent restaurant nearby - Le Jardin." I hesitated. Dinner with a handsome doctor who somehow knew my art? It felt... inappropriate, somehow. Even though Kyle was probably with Taylor right now, even though our marriage was just a contract, even though... "Just dinner," Dr. Pierce said gently, as if sensing my internal struggle. "As colleagues. I'd really like to hear about your current work - I noticed your name attached to the Havers Hotel project." "You know about that too?" His smile widened. "I try to stay informed about promising architects in the city. Especia

Emily Warner I swallow hard as I look at the Lachlan enterprise building approaching. I felt Danika rub my back before I got out after saying bye to her. I ignored all my thoughts as walked straight in the building to the cafeteria. I need food to calm my nerves. I avoided greeting people and acted like I was in a hurry. I was in no mood to have small talk about my ‘vacation’. Everyone in the office was just as shocked as me when Hank announced his marriage news. The number of people that came up to me and asked me ‘I thought you were

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?" My eyes almost got out in my eye socket. "WEDDING!?"

The location wasn't a gleaming lab in Manhattan or a fortress in Switzerland. It was a modest, weathered cottage on the coast of Maine, owned by Dr. Aris Thorne—a man who had been the Hawke family’s private physician before Eleanor’s "death" and the only man Ethan trusted with the truth of his pulse. The Atlantic hammered against the jagged rocks outside, a rhythmic, salt-sprayed thunder that felt more honest than the humming servers of Hawke Corp.

“Sorry to intrude. When I saw you earlier, I just… I thought that was you. But I didn’t want to bother you.” I hesitated, but stepped forward. “Do I know you?” “No, but I know of you,” he said warmly. “Name’s Pierce. Here with family. We’re staying just a few doors down. Hope I’m not overstepping.” There was something in his smile. Something too smooth. Still, I kept my tone neutral. “It’s fine. My son and I are having a nice time.” He glanced toward the open door, where Aiden’s game controller clicks echoed. “Lucky kid.”

But all my mind was focused on was getting to the bottom of the wet mystery. My eyes met with none other than Jack Pierce and I knew I had made a big mistake. “What the fuck did you say?” he growled, stepping closer. The way Kyle didn't understand fencing was the way I didn't understand hockey but if there was one thing even I knew it was that Jack was exceptional at it, had been for years. That, combined with the money that the Pierce name afforded him, made him basically a law unto himself. My family did well for ourselves but not as much as The Pierce Vineyard. They were a global wine powerhouse run locally and made him something of royalty within these four walls, walls I was sure his fa

She did not think that he was a warm-hearted person either, and she could even feel a strong sense of alienation in him sometimes. Evelyn decided not to overthink and to ask him properly when she thanked him in person. She seemed to have heard Natalie referring to his as the great Mr. Pierce. Could he be one of the Pierces? The Pierces was a distinguished family in Detroit. Evelyn pondered and felt that there were not many big companies or families in Detroit with the last name Pierce, and the Pierces was the only family that Barry would fawn over.

“And don't you dare lie to me. I won't appreciate that.” “Promise not to use it against me,” she begged. “I'll try my best, I'm not one to carry grudges around.” She sniffed, wiping her tears away. A feeling of relief washing over her body. “My name is Cara Pierce, daughter of Alexander McQueen and wife to Jason Pierce.” The new look on his face told her that he was quite familiar with that name. Spending 100 million dollars in one night meant that he was almost in the same class as her.