Ky Hamilton Novels & Stories

* Alex Hamilton * My half-brother is Mayor Gregory Hamilton, Jason's father and the first person I thought of when it came to tracking him down. We've never been particularly close. The only thing we truly shared was a surname, and even that always felt like a borrowed title, more political currency than familial bond. Lance had once sponsored Gregory's candidacy, pouring in money and influence when the odds were against him. I thought that might still count for something. Maybe not loyalty, but leverage.

Alexander wanted the details. He received Patrick's message but before he could answer, he got sick. After he got well, he couldn't contact Patrick. Patrick hid well for decades and he didn't know his address. He came here in the guise of taking a look at Mikhail's new business venture and wanted to make his arrival a piece of big news to get in contact with Patrick again. But who knew he would find Patrick's address from a sample bowl - the bowl that had the patented monogram of the Hamilton family? He even met the last heir of the once-great Hamilton family.

His tie hung loose, careless, as if rules bent for him. The air shifted. Conversations paused. Heads turned. Gasps and whispers spread through the hallway like wildfire. “Is that—” one scrub nurse whispered, clutching her colleague’s arm. “Oh my God, it’s him. Liam Hamilton. The heir.” “He’s even hotter in person, look at that jawline.” “And he’s only twenty-five.” Her steps faltered, lungs compressing. The name ricocheted through her skull. Hamilton. As in Hamilton Medical Group. As in Hamilton Medical City, the empire she worked under.

Jesse had learned some more interesting facts about K. She was originally from Augusta, Maine. She loved riding horses, and grew up in a horse ranch. She was raised solely by her mom and her grandparents, growing up without a father. Her mom didn't really tell her what happened to her dad. And when she was still a kid, she was actually made to think that her father was Cat Stevens. K went on to tell a funny story when she was just six, her class had a parents show-and-tell at school. Being that she didn't have a father to bring to school, she brought her mom's Cat Stevens Moon Shadow vinyl instead - the one with the black and white photo of his young, beautiful face on the album cover, just

taking another deep breath i slowly release it and walm down the stairs, The guy i now know is named Skyler watch's me as i descend the stairs before coming over to me as i reach the bottom. He holds out his hand and i graciously taking it "I'm Skyler, and might i say you look fucking delicious in those pants" i blush slightly not really knowing what to say other then to say thank you and introduce myself "I'm Harper and uh thanks" i give him a soft smile and walk past Nixon ignoring him completely.

I shiver at the thought of what Hamilton is going to do to Kai if he gets us on the boat and out to the island he is talking about. The car comes to a stop, and Professor Hamilton jumps out of the car and comes to Kai’s door. I try to hold Kai back from doing what he had planned, but I’m not strong enough and as soon as the door is open, Kai kicks out and hits Hamilton square in the gut. Hamilton bowls over from the force of the kick.

Ranya had been impatient throughout the meal. “Ranya?” Chairman Hamilton called, clearing his throat before addressing him. Ranya turned to him, “Yes, um…” “Chairman Hamilton,” Damian whispered, helping him out. He didn’t know him either, but his name sounded familiar. He was a wealthy business mogul and entrepreneur. “Chairman Hamilton,” he said. “Oh, son, you can call me grandfather,” he smiled, appreciating his respectful response. “I prefer Chairman Hamilton, as I’m about to discuss my intentions regarding your daughter.” Damian stifled a laugh, struggling to contain his amusement.

She thought of confirming her relationship with Zayn first before finding a way to hook up with Ambrose. A commotion came from the entrance, attracting the people's attention at once. A stunningly handsome man showed up at the door. He was clad in a custom-made black suit, exuding unparalleled elegance and nobility. His only imperfection was that he was in a wheelchair. Ethan immediately rushed over. "You're here, Mr. Hamilton." Everyone's eyes lit up at once. Mr. Hamilton? The president of the Hamilton Group? It was said that he came to Ambrollum City for recovery after a leg injury. Little did they expect him to attend the Solace family's banquet.

I walk by Kimberly’s door just as Kimberly walks out of it. “Sabrina!” Kimberly calls. Sabrina is still standing and turns to her. “Yes?” “Head down to Hamilton campaign headquarters. We just received word. Representative Hamilton is giving a press conference in an hour.” Sabrina immediately hops to it, a sudden pep in her step. “On it, boss.” She grabs what she needs from her cubicle, then heads to the elevator. After she passes us, Kimberly gives me a knowing look. I swallow hard as I sit down at my desk.