Keven "dino" Conner Mga Nobela at Kwento

He was dressed in a tuxedo and pants, all he did was comb his short hair backwards and without any effort, he was breathtaking already. He strutted out of the house, entering his black maybach, Conner shut the door and entered the driver's seat. “Miss Diana has been trying to schedule another date, she apologized for choosing such an inconvenient time…” “What is it with that damned manager? Can’t she take the hint. Tell her I’m not interested…” “She said it’s about business and politics, she said it'll help you in your quest to become the next alpha…” “Ignore her messages” He replied harshly and Conner nodded, expecting nothing less of Justin.

… On the way to the hospital, Spencer gathered information about Kayden, who had fought with Mason. He handed a tablet to Damon as he reported, "Mr. Sumner, the boy who fought with Mr. Mason is Kayden Conway. His father, Noah Conway, is the sales manager at E.N. Valley, one of Prospectus Technology's subsidiaries. He's competent and even toasted you at the last company banquet." Noah Conway? Damon thought for a moment but had no recollection of him. "Tell him to come to the hospital too. If he can't manage his own family, how can he manage such an important department?" Damon said.

It couldn’t have been on purpose… right? “So how’s the wrist?” Davis asks, scooching over and patting the spot beside him on his bunk. We’re all getting ready for bed after a long day of training, which I missed half of due to my injury. Boyd’s bunk is across from mine and Davis’, and Connor has the bottom. We got to know Connor a little better at the bar on Saturday and it turns out he’s a really nice guy. He’s from Reid’s pack in Stillwater. Connor’s sitting on the edge of his bunk, facing us, and leans forward a little to watch as I sink down next to Davis and extend my wrist forward, twisting it around.

Connor, however, took no notice of this at all and instead replied, waving his hand dismissively, "Alright, alright, Steven—I mean, Lieutenant Woods. You're just trying to scare me, aren't you? I can see right through your tricks, so drop the act. This is just a random actor that you got to play along with you, isn't he? Well, tell him to stop. Don't waste any more of your money on things like this; I know you don't get paid enough. "Besides, how dare you even claim this Liam Cole fellow is the King Pendragon himself? That might have been the most hilarious thing I've ever heard. This is Drunham City, for God's sake, and so what if King Pendragon is here? My brother is Keith Saunders, and my

To ensure that I didn’t lose my child, he was playing this whole dirty game right now. The lies and treason, all these exposed him as the man that he was. Dean kept his eyes on me for a second, frowning in confusion before he looked at the door. His mother, father, and the so-called Kai stood, frowning at our sight. “I, Alpha Dean Ivanov, Pakhan, and Alpha of Alphas, accept your rejection.”

CALLUM Jayden, the only guy in our group who isn't afraid to speak his mind even when being stared at by three females. He is blonde like me and he has deep blue eyes, more deeper than mine that tends to change colors everytime. Sometimes I think his eyes are purple. He is a 6 feet 2 and very athletic, if you know what I mean. He isn't on the football or basket ball team in the school because he doesn't like them. But he goes to the gym a lot and he spends his time in a boxing arena during weekends. He wrestles sometimes too. He lives with his mum and his elder sister. His dad, let's just say some where in the world like my dad neglecting his duties. He changes phones too much just like tash

AARON Connor didn’t raise his voice when the confirmation came. He didn’t need to. The room had already gone still—the kind of stillness that only happens when everyone present knows they’re standing on the edge of something irreversible. “It wasn’t Durrane,” Connor said, eyes fixed on the screen in front of him. “It was the other one. His partner.” Julio. The name settled like grit between my teeth. Connor continued, methodical, precise. “He made contact ten minutes ago. Burn phone. Short call. Less than forty seconds.”

arm right in front of me and moved his body forward like he was trying to shield me from something. My heart was already beating fast, but my body gave out uncontrollable shivers when I saw Conner pull out his Colt M45 pistol. Oh no, this is not good. This is definitely something serious for Conner to pull out his gun. Conner then, looked at me in the eye and said, “Nothing bad is going to happen. I’ll deal with this. I need you stay inside the car, okay? Trust me on this. I told you I got your back.” He winked at me before getting out of the car. I know he was just trying to comfort me, but the moment he went out of the car the more I became weary. Does Conner have any enemies? What could

The youngest Vozinelik is such a warm type of person. "If you do… I will say something—about how you take the invitation—"Connor twitches a smile, "—even you are not freaking qualified to enter the V company in the first place." The annoyance of Dylan turned into curiosity. "W-what did you say?" his lips are left parted when Connor said it to him. Well, the pompous ass Connor Carter Vozinelik makes him wonder more. He makes a smug smirked at him. "Well, see you around—"Dylan makes his words halt.

He asked curiously jogging to keep up. the two were a mismatched pair, Koin was tall, almost 6'5 and bulky with dark hair and colorful eyes, and while he had a sense of humor, it seemed he naturally leaned towards anger. Connor on the other hand was only 5'7 and his muscles didn't seem to exist until he used them. Connor also talked a lot, much of the time before his brain could run the words through the filter of "Is this appropriate or kind?" None the less, after spending literally every moment together since they were 2 weeks old, Connor had become like a brother to Koin.