Marc Cameron Books Novels & Stories

But peace was never a luxury we could afford. The next morning, Marcus called. "He’s gone." "Who?" "Cameron. He escaped transfer. We found the van empty outside the river road." I stared at the screen, the rage inside shifting into something colder. "He won’t get far," I said. "There’s more," Marcus added. "Maurice leaked something. An old case file. With your name. And Aria’s." My blood iced. "He’s making it public. He wants to burn your past."

- I responded back, burying my thoughts deep. My face flushed realizing that he had been able to pick up these X-Rated thoughts so easily since I had been so deep into it. The book hadn't helped at all to keep my mind on my task for the day. It had been the equivalent of "See Spot Run" in the Draygonian world. Nerrian rolled his eyes and closed the book. He set it off to the side on a pile of books that never quite made it back to his shelves. I don't think this will work today. Nerrian admitted shaking his head.

I don’t want those memories back. He doesn’t seem like a guy who knows he has an edge over me. He isn’t beaming with devious delight. He’s acting as though I’ve had a major shock and he’s placing himself and his words around me carefully. Meanwhile, I just want to burn those damn books and never see them again. “I’m sorry, Cam. If I had known that it was all real … I would never have …” he trails off, his words heavy and raw, reflecting my emotions and I keep staring at that box. Like some numb illiterate mute who has lost all ability to communicate.

The other one added. Henry Cambert is a well-known author, and there's no denying that he's really talented. He's been awarded as a best-selling author multiple times, and his novels are famous in different parts of the world. There's no denying that he really is a treasure of the country when it comes to his talent. But, it will not change the fact that he is a monster. There is also one thing that Amara somehow discovered from his novels. She found out many similarities of his novels to his real life. It's as if his novels are his veiled journals of his crimes.

During a pursuit of fleeing barbarian troops, they'd walked into a trap and taken heavy losses. Although they'd managed to escape in the end, a censor at court immediately impeached Bernard for underestimating the enemy and charging ahead recklessly. Almost at the same time, several shops under Corey's name were investigated by the authorities. Supposedly, someone had reported them for tax evasion. "My dear brother Cameron is behind this," Caleb said, absently rubbing the ring on his thumb. "Looks like that imprisoned guest official has gotten himself tangled up with him." Cameron, the second prince, was the original crown prince in the novel and Isaac's kindred spirit. It seemed that even w

“The Triquetra weren’t virgins when I met you, and then there was that whole Charlotte thing.” Cameron inhaled through his nose, a physical flinch from the pain. Shock and grief robbed him of the burn of anger, and it would have been a relief to be angry, better than the heavy ache of loss. “Who was he? Guy Barnham? Is that why you helped him?”

He got a lot of information that he only wanted to share with Marcus, He approached Marcus as soon as possible, He sneaked in Marcus private floor as he can't show up publicly, Tom informed Marcus about Cameron, Marcus who was addressing an important meeting that time, continued his meeting and wrap up the meeting within half an hour and rushed to his office, Tom followed him, Marcus entered his office, Cameron was standing lowering his head and bowed to Marcus, Marcus arrogantly leaned on his chair, looked at Cameron, "Master..., Cameron looked at Tom and hesitates to speak more," "You can speak in front of Tom," Marcus understood his hesitation and asked him to proceed, "Master, I have som

“Come back, and I’ll triple your pay. I’ll throw in a 5% stake in the business as well. “Just name your price.” I frowned. “Get a grip, Marc. I’m not into you.” “That’s fine. I’ll just have to win you over.” He was unfazed. “Time is the one thing I have plenty of.” Then came another knock on the door. With my chest tightening, I opened the door and was stunned. There were Camden and Trevor right outside my door. … Camden’s eyes darkened with a mix of emotions when he saw Marc by my side.

Trayrock, Present Time Cameron didn’t have a plan as to where he was going. Just away. He needed to leave before he exploded. It was too much, all at once. His family home had been attacked, his father and his mate had almost died, and Cameron’s mates had kept that news from him. They would still be keeping that secret if Jules and Harry hadn’t come to Trayrock after Cameron. The betrayal was so great and his rage so white-hot that Cameron couldn’t even start to think clearly.