Ironmouse X Connor Novels & Stories

I gripped his shirt while trying to control my heartbeat. “Stay behind me,” he growled, moving me to his back. Connor attacked the wolf and almost killed him. The wolf started running away with his tail between his legs. I glanced at Damian to apologize when he pulled me. We walked back to Oscar's office to see Oscar pacing in front and waiting for us. I guess his men had opened up but now it was too late. “Are you okay?” He asked as he saw us. “She is fine,” Damien answered, without stopping.

After grilling the hamburgers, Connor sits beside me and says in confidence. “Don’t s… say it to the gu… guys, but I’m go… going to do a trea… treatment to stu… stu… stutter.” Connie stares at me looking for some support and I don’t know what to say. Connie, among the Vaugh brothers, is the most handsome, his brown livid eyes, dark hair, tanned, with a strong and masculine Adonis body, that the symbol of Greek beauty would die of envy. I don’t think the fact that he stutter makes him a bad man. In the end I actually think his charming in his half shy clumsy way.

"Try to interfere with my plans again, and I’ll slit your throat myself." Imara gasped, her hand flying to her stinging cheek, her eyes wide with shock and fear. Connor leaned closer, his voice dropping to an icy whisper. "And after that, I’ll bury your body behind this house. No one in your precious family will ever know where you disappeared to." His words sent a chill down Imara’s spine, her fear momentarily freezing her in place. She searched his eyes for any trace of humanity, but all she saw was cold, calculating malice. For the first time, she truly understood how dangerous Connor could be.

"And Connor claims I endanger your security. Yet I'm the one who identified the supply chain vulnerabilities that Darek was exploiting. I'm the one who designed the Iron Curtain Defense that currently protects your eastern borders. I'm the one who created the Pack Integrity Corps that prevents internal betrayals like the one Orion would later attempt." Willow turned back to Connor, her gaze steady and unflinching. "So tell me, Connor Steele - who put you up to this? Because a young warrior with only two years of active service wouldn't normally invoke the Right of Public Challenge against an Alpha's chosen Mate. That takes either tremendous courage or tremendous stupidity. Looking at you, I'

The eye hook finally gives way, causing me to come crashing down on my raw, bleeding back into the pool of my own blood. The impact knocks the wind out of me. Combined with the pain of the wolfsbane laced lashes, I see stars. Before I can react, the silver chains fall forcefully against my bare chest blistering my skin. I blink a few times trying to orient myself, when I realize Connors is standing over me. His face is surprised, but still full of drunken rage.

Now, if I have not known him for as long as my Demon years, I would, at this point, have slapped that charm right off his face. So after his elegant entrance, I can see by his relaxed calmness that every single Ripper has met their fate. Still captivated by this god of a man, my beloved whispers under very shaky breaths. "Who are you?" After being satisfied that he is still very much a charm around the ladies, he hands Mirabelle over to me. "The name is Connor from the Crimson Shadow Pack."

Charlotte would need to be cautious in any dealings with the Blood Moon pack. “And then,” Theo said, his tone darkening slightly, “we have the Silver River pack.” Charlotte stiffened at the venom in Theo’s voice. Samantha and she shared a look and then glanced at Theo to see his jaw clenched. “Their Alpha, Orion, is said to possess abilities that go beyond those of an ordinary werewolf,” Theo explained. “And their Luna, Lila, is a seer, known for her visions. Kira’s mate, Josh was from the Silver River pack. There are rumours that their Luna saw visions of what was supposed to happen with Kira but never told her even though they were friends. Now, of course there is no way to know the truth

Connor said through his gritted teeth in resentment while he was spitting out blood, “I won’t let you off for this. I won’t ever—” Kayson slapped his shoulder and destroyed his muscles with his Novem Lightning Zero Impact. Connor let out an agonizing scream instantly.

I punch him in the arm and, being the nice guy that he is, pretends that I actually hurt him. Daniel Jay McCowan's lean body stand about five foot ten; his tendons frequently stretching over his muscles. He was our high school's running back, probably would have gone to college on scholarship had he not injured his shoulder senior year. His dusty brown hair always tends to flop in front of his face when he moves, and his green eyes have always had a glint of mischief in them. All that, combined with Audrey's fiery personality and my willingness to go along with all their schemes, and we were always getting ourselves into trouble.

“I’m Connor.” “Levi never mentioned someone named Connor,” I spit out, pushing past him. “Leave me alone.” My heart is pounding in fear. Something about that man feels wrong. I try to run back to the school premises but I can hear him running behind me, following me. I call on Ivory to take control so we can defend ourselves, but something seems to be blocking me from her. . . . Then, I feel Connor grabbing me from behind. I try to scream but he covers my mouth, wrestling me to the ground before I can struggle. His whole weight is on me and he’s pinning me to the ground, breathing into my ear and laughing.