Macaulay Callard Novels & Stories

“Be brilliant. And text me when you’re done.” “I always am.” I touch his cheek once, then step away before I can change my mind about leaving Lucy. The car ride is uneventful. I spend it skimming through notes on my tablet, revisiting figures I already know by heart. Calder Investments has been circling this deal for months. McAllister likes leverage. He likes reminding people of history, of legacy, of who built what first. He’s going to mention Reid Global. I know he is. My phone buzzes almost right away.

"These are all my own drawings, if you insist on accusing me of plagiarism, then they must have copied my work first!" Marcel heard this and immediately laughed, "Who is the other party? Huerta Garment! A well-known clothing company! The designer who created these 23 new products is the famous Callum McKinney! Who are you? A wet-behind-the-ears little girl, does anyone know you? Where did they copy your work?" "I..." Makenna truly felt that she couldn't explain herself no matter what! "If you were so talented in design, why didn't I see you create such stunning works before?"

She kept herbs and had an amazing garden full of any type of vegetable or fruit you could imagine, but other than that she showed no signs of being a witch. I was caught up in thought about Carlene when I heard my phone buzz. I quickly reached into my pocket and closed my eyes hoping it was Tyler. I opened my phone and the text was from an unknown number. I quickly clicked on the notification and opened the message, UNKNOWN: Give us the land or you will have another body on your hands. Send our condolences to Mr. and Mrs. Stone.

Arthur said and started to walk away. “Thirty-five!” Maxwell’s voice echoed in the room. Arthur halted in his tracks. “You will be turning thirty-five tomorrow Arthur Murray.” Arthur turned. His lips bent in a crooked manner. “Yes, that is a wonderful age. Do you have a problem with what I am turning to tomorrow? And hell, when did you start to keep count of my age, dear cousin?”

Arthur’s Pov Clocking seventeenth and heading back to school might just be the most gut-wrenching thing I've ever experienced. I don't know why I should be in school anyway. I've been alpha even before I could talk or walk, and in just seventeen years of my life, I have become one of the highest-ranking alphas in the continent. Mum and Adrian said I have to finish school, even though everyone knows that I am not going to university. I have a pack to lead. I don't have time for something as unimportant as tertiary education…

"Yes, I promise, a credible source has told me that this girl remains a virgin." Paxton cleared his throat, prompting Lenox to turn around and notice us standing there. "Excuse me, Mr. Carver, I'll call back soon. I have clients to deal with." Then he ended the call. Once he removed the EarPod, he arranged it in its casing and then addressed us. "Mr. Addison. It's nice to see you here again." His eyes landed on me. "May I ask who your friend is? I've ran into him quite often this evening, yet I didn't manage to get his name." "I am Maximilian McTavish, the founder and CEO of M&M Finances." I introduced myself. Lenox's eyes gleamed with excitement when he discovered that I was a multi-billio

The scent of lavender filled Grace’s nostrils as she stepped into the office. The office was similar to Mr Black's office, it was Big and had a mix of all shades of Grey and Black, it was a calm office, one that seemed to resonate with the owner. The only pop of colour were the lavender Flowers that was situated at the four corners of the room.

Hailey had definitely heard of the name Gregory Callahan. Who wouldn’t? Gregory Callahan, or better known as Greg and Mr. Callahan by his friends and the public respectively, was one of the most hardened CEOs in the country. He built his own empire from scratch and worked hard ever since he was young, so he was mostly known for his hard work and intelligence. He was also ruthless whenever it came to decision-making and negotiations. He would not back down from anything and jumped at every opportunity that was meant for the benefit of his company.

I mumbled and hit his back once again. "I chuckled cause I found it cute" Callan said defending himself. "Whatever Baraed..like I care about your opinion" I said and tried to get away from him but Callan refused to let me go. "You look really beautiful princess" Callan said as he kissed my forehead. I looked up at him and narrowed my eyes at him. "Good save" I said. "Where did you learn how to do cuff links...I can never get these bastard in" Callan said as he stared at his writs where the perfectly done cuff links sat.