Kit.connor 2023 Novels & Stories

Connor says, hugging Quirin and then his twin. “You’ve been hanging out with Henry again,” Quirin says. “He’s the closest one to me. Plus, you’ve been busy taking over the world or some shit,” Connor says, easily joking with Quirin. “Yeah and that ‘some shit’ is about to be done. I want to get home my pups.” “Good, your hair is looking a bit dull without any glitter in it,” Connor says, grinning widely as Quirin growls at him. Kennedy just smiles and leans into her mate. He kisses her quickly before stepping forward.

Others were only left with the dashing sight of his back, which was quite daunting! Bam! Connor waved the cane in his hand and directly smashed all the cups on the coffee table, as well as the vases and other things. “That damned Philip Clarke! He’s going overboard with bullying the branch family!” Connor roared furiously. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he said to Allen, “Get in touch with our secret contact in Uppercreek. Quickly notify the branch family and prepare to seize power!”

His elbows rested on the back of the chair, as he faced me. “The name is Connor Mead. If I had known that there would be a female attending this school as stunning as you, I would have transferred as well.” The cocky half-grin on his face didn’t do him justice. I guess he wasn’t nearly as handsome as Kierian. Don’t get me wrong, he had the looks but based on the little bit of personality I just witnessed, he wasn’t someone I wanted to entertain. Scooting my chair away from him, I ignored the hand he had outstretched as he waited for me to accept it.

He leaned down and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. "Uh... I have a question," Alex said interrupting the moment. "The two of us? Do we just barge in their claiming ownership over the people he's holding captive, uh... we'll be taking in to." "I have worked with El Torento before in that same building, I know where they keep the locks, I know the codes and I know the time they lay around." He looked at his watch, the time is just few minutes after eleven. "They usually take a break around eleven thirty."

I explained. “And did it go as planned?” He asked, and I shook my head sadly. “No, it didn’t. All Anna needed to see was Kendrick, and she immediately picked their side.” “Kendrick? Who is Kendrick?” He asked with a confused expression. “Kilhan’s son, of course. How can you not know this?” I asked in frustration. “How can I? Do you even remember the last time you filled me in with information?”

“Arianna is an only child, you have the wrong woman.” “I am Theodore Der Mandant,” he said, looking at Viktor who tensed. The man’s family was well known, and we knew that killing him would end up getting us in trouble. It wasn’t just about him being a messenger right now, it was about who HE was. “I do not make mistakes, and judging by your fumbled expression, I take it that you are well aware who I am, Alpha Dean.”

I don't want him to see me like this, it's bad enough that I opened my big mouth, I can't have him looking at me in sympathy when he usually looks at me differently. " Miss Witmore, your mother is here to see you." I hear someone say from behind Connor. With one more glance at Connor, I walk past him and follow the guardian. One glance was all it took to not miss the emotions displayed on his face ,especially his eyes which held something I could not figure out. ******* Late 30s to early 40s, tall maybe 6 feet, nice light blue eyes and strong looking guy, must be Keith. Right when I stepped into the visitation room, my eyes immediately picked out the guy talking to my mom.

The rat on the council, has to be Alpha Raymond, he’s been to our pack, but why help Alec? “I didn’t think much of it, but I heard someone talking to Kyle at Luna’s ceremony…it had to have been Alpha Raymond. He said something about not knowing who was more stupid, and separating her to get her out of the borders…” Connors's eyes flash and he pales, “I got mind linked and didn’t hear the rest, but, but I recorded it! Hold on” I grip the arms of my chair, I’ve got a strange feeling building in the pit of my stomach and I’m not liking where it's leading…

He cleared his throat roughly, his eyes darting everywhere around the office except at me. Could this weird vulnerability have everything to do with his regular, mysterious trips to the ice rink now? Could Connor have actually met— “Don’t you dare complete that thought, Killian,” Connor snapped, pointing a warning finger at me. “And don't you say a single syllable out loud, or I swear to God, you won't see Elara’s face for the next one week.” I scoffed, rolling my eyes. “That is a low blow, man…” But I let the subject matter go for the time being, carefully filing it away in a corner of my mind.

They kicked back on after a few changes and he smiled at his progress, regardless of the sinking feeling stuck in his gut. The man who was struggling with the machine earlier smiled brightly and clapped his hand on Landon’s shoulder. “Hey, thanks, Hunter. I don’t know how you did that, but I’m grateful it worked.” Landon was taken back that the man knew his name. He must work closely with Vincent. “No worries. Just do me a favor and restart the machine once you’re all caught up again.” The man nodded quickly and held his hand out. “I’m Connor, by the way.”