John Deacon 2023 Novels & Stories

Deacon is a coward, and when he doesn’t have a dart gun and a facility keeping wolf gifts at bay, or thick plexiglass prisons, he’s just a weak ass omega who is the lowest of our pack. “Juan is my Alpha, I don’t know what makes you think otherwise, and for all I know, you could be lying.” Deacon truly is an idiot of epic proportions and much to my surprise, Colton doesn’t punch him in the face, but laughs instead. A deranged yet somehow boyish noise, and he raises his head and looks at the trucks behind Deacon’s head.

I wondered if it has to do with my child. I watched Jaxon walk up the podium with a surprised look and smile on his handsome face. I've always liked him back from college days but I never had a chance to talk to him up close as he was among the people who were afraid of me because I'm a De Luca. He has a way of exuding confidence, maturity and an air of grace that I'm sure he didn't know that he possessed.

The air crackled with anticipation, though most assumed the King was about to announce new trade agreements or perhaps a formal declaration of peace with a distant territory. Deacon and I walked onto the dais hand in hand, wearing our ceremonial crowns. The moment we appeared, the entire assembly rose to their feet. Deacon stepped up to the massive podium. He smiled at all of them, which surprised them because it wasn’t one of those diplomat smiles but a rare and genuine one. “Everyone, I got something new for all of you.” His voice boomed in the entire room. “For weeks, we had been talking about chaos in this room, and now, I want to fill it with joy.”

she whispered, her eyes narrowing as she spoke. Damian’s brows drew together. "That’s not possible. How could a mere..." "Don’t think small of them," she interrupted. "Them?" Damian asked, his curiosity sharpening. Who exactly? Johnson and who else? Emily swallowed hard. "I’m not sure if it’s okay to tell you this, but… I will. Chairman John of Elim Group and my dad are working together to take over De&J." Damian listened closely. "And there’s a major shareholder who lives abroad. His name is Michael," she added.

Houston's Latest Heartthrob: The Woman Who Keeps Daniel Zavaro Warm Between the Cleats I snatch the paper from her and scan the article, vaguely aware Geni is reading over my shoulder. Step back ladies. It appears Daniel Zavaro is off the market. Maybe even for good! Last week, the twenty-nine-year-old captain of the Texas Mutiny, and one of last year's most eligible bachelors, was spotted in the company of twenty-five-year-old Quincy Watson, a local hairdresser.

I ran in as well, only to get stopped by Hunter as he got in front of me and dad. My eyes travelled around the room and I locked eyes with the man who would soon become the man of my dreams and the man in my nightmares. Austin Dechart.

“you have got a lot of nerve to come in front of us and seek for our leader. Who are you?” “Tell him, I am Declan, the son of Elizabeth and the next Alpha of Blackstone pack. And I won't leave here until he talks to me.” They burst into another fit of laughter, wondering if he was crazy. Their laughter faded at the sight of his determined look. Whispering to one another, one of them ran into the pack to find their leader. John was seated in front of his cabin, enjoying the atmosphere, with the damsel next to him massaging his feet.

He leaned his folded arms onto the counter in front of me, gazing down over the computer's monitor. I cleared my throat. "Yes. I'm Emma Carson." He chuckled softly. "That's a relief. I'm pretty sure I know most of the people working on this floor, but I was taking a risk by assuming the person I didn't recognize was the naturopath." He extended his hand. "I'm Deacon Girard. I'm sorry I wasn't on hand when you arrived." "No problem." I slid my fingers into his, squeezing slightly. "I heard you were off saving the world while the rest of us were back here slogging away."

She look at his side and see him wide awake and already giving her a glare. “Umm Deacon can I just call you back? I think they’re already awake now.” “okay but we have to talk asap yang! I meant business here okay? Bye for now! tell both Lexi and K I said hi!" “okay bye take care!” she said as the call ended. “who was that?” Jace said with a scowl on his pretty face. “that’s my friend Deacon! Why what’s the problem” she asked seeing how upset he looks at the moment.

have to dance at the club, but all I wanna fucking do is spend my time talking to Deacon again; it's been only a few hours but I fucking miss him. Knowing he has something planned for me for when I get off, has my nerves running wildly through me, but more so with excitement rather than nervousness. Of course when I get to the damn club, it's busier than usual for a Friday, which means I'll be here later than I fucking want to be, but at least I'll make some good fucking money shaking my ass on stage to fucking strangers; i love it, though. I haven't told Deacon exactly what I do, I'm a little nervous on how he'll react once he finds out I'm a dancer Most men don't like it because they don'