Jm Sinclair Novels & Stories

He chose his faith a long time ago; I only have a few people I call family and I can trust, and those are my mates, Akoni and Mia. This is only the beginning of the downfall of Sinclair.

The reporter drones. “The older Mr Sinclair is now being charged with the murder of up-and-coming business man, James Weldon, who was found dead at his son, Leonel Sinclair’s, notorious Sinclair Soirée.”

"Today is a very special day. Not only for my daughter but for me and my wife as well and of course my multi billion dollar company." Yeah right, that was typically how her father was. He wouldn't fail to mention that his company was worth a lot of billions. Not that it was easy but he didn't need to remind everyone of it. Her father, Dominic Sinclair, s self made billionaire was the founding father and chairman of Sinclair Enterprises also known as SET, a renowned global corporation known for its innovative home and industrial electronics.Despite his stern demeanor, to his daughter, he was the sweetest and coolest person. "Today is the 23rd birthday of my precious daughter and this happens

she said after Joe gave me a nod as I went over and immediately she shoved her handbag into my hands I immediately rolled my eyes unable to hold myself only to be caught by the stylist, her face cracked a smile to my surprise. "CEO of Phoenix enterprise Maximilian Sinclair about to make more money by buying out Zico enterprise" I immediately turned to the Television upon hearing his name, it came as a shock. A picture of him on the Television and a reporter reading out the headline. "The same company his father George Sinclair, mentioned was bound to fall years ago" The reporters continued "Well, it's no new news that he makes good business discussions than his dad," One of the girls said, I

Brielle asked as she checked to see if he was okay. Sinclair stopped on track to hide himself when he heard voices. At first he didn’t even know why he was actually hiding. When he looked ahead, he saw Natalie talking calmly to the old Mr Jones who have been working for them for the past fifteen years. "Oh…Oh…yes…miss Natalie…I am …fine.” He stuttered, regaining his balance and he moved away from her swiftly. She didn’t miss the fear in his eyes. "I am so sorry…please don't fire me because of this, I will do extra job…please just don't fire me.” He pleaded, kneeling in front of her.

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

A few hours later, it was all on the news: “Sinclair Stone is a heartless man, he treated his wife badly and didn't care about his mother till it was her last moments on earth.” This was what the news was about: the years he had kept me inside the house and ignored my existence, cheated on me, and broken my heart. And his mother longs for her son so much that she had to force her way into his house and use her terminal illness to get him to let her stay. It wasn't a highly guarded secret; Sinclair only cared about people's opinions when it affected the company, so anyone who observed enough or a snitch worker at the mansion could have leaked it out to the press. We made sure to tell enough t

Jackie had instructed placing Mr Smith photo projector reflected board. "This is the man in charge of the weapon co-ordination, his name is Leonard Smith, age 47, birthplace London, grow Up in New Orleans, moved to Malibu California after his parent divorced, finish school in New York, status married with three kids, lost one during a communal conflict, joined NSA a year after he got married, become a police inspector at age 24, he's a reputable officer, commander too, got his third badge at age 28 which was when he got married-

I replied, and he shook his head, sipping his bottle of juice. "But if it happens again," he paused, using his finger to trace his neck, "they're dead." "Isn't that going too far?" I asked, slipping my hands into my pockets, and he smirked. "You obviously don't know Slim," he said. That got me thinking. I realized I didn't really know him beyond the fact that he dealt drugs and had anger issues. "What do I need to know?" I asked, my eyes returning to Hayden on the court.

I groaned, knowing I'd forgotten to put it on silent after Vittorio told me he would get back to me. I lean forward and slip it towards me with a groan. My mouth parts as I see the name of the caller. It's Yumi. Yumi Nakahara, the first twin of the shadow sisters. I let it ring for a few more seconds before I pick it up and lean into the couch. “Hi Dami, Are you around?” I raise an eyebrow in confusion. “I'm around, what?” “Well, I realised I won't be free tomorrow for the meeting so I'd rescheduled it to today. I'm about to take the elevator right now.”