Mason Campbell Book Novels & Stories

I will be waiting here". Mason ushered Callum to go to the washroom. He checked himself in the mirror for one more time before exiting the room, following Mason downstairs to the study as he said. Mason opened the door to yet another big room. It had book shelves neatly arranged with thousands of copies. A fireplace. Dark colored carpet under the feet. It had sofas, couches. And a working table at the other end. Since Callum loved to read books, this room was so far his favorite. Well between the room given to him and the dining hall. Callum POV *******

This camp is not treating me right. The sun rose, and I was still stuck in bed. “Adrian, come on,” Damian called. Oh? You think we’re good now? After what I’ve seen? He doesn’t know I know his deep, disgusting, nasty secret but I can use that. Oh, Damian, you’re going down. At first, I thought it’d be a normal day—exercise, Bible study, same boring routine. But no, as I kept feeling someone watching me. Like, even during my morning chat with Jay, I could feel eyes on us.

"Does that have anything to do with you?" Over the phone, Mason sounded as arrogant as ever. He seemed to be giving orders as he said, "A private plane from the Campbells will be landing in your city tonight. Be sure to give them a warm welcome." "Oh, yes, of course. I'll do my best." Jacob hastily answered. Then, he asked, "Pardon my boldness, but may I know who from the Campbell family is coming?" "If you're aware that you're being too bold, why would you ask?"

It felt so amazing to speak with Chloe again. While searching for a book on one of the library shelves, hoping to find one with enough empty spaces, something creaked behind the shelf. I froze, trying to figure out if it was nothing to worry about. A hand pushed the books away and grabbed my hand, pulling me closer to the shelf. I immediately started screaming, my screams felt useless in the large library I had expected to be empty. ~ KEEGAN ~ “Mason, what’s the report for the week?” I dried my face with a face towel and received the file he passed to me. “Are there more stronger werewolves?”

And that is my cue; I raised the folder I'm holding. "I am Chloe Brooks and I'll read an excerpt from my report about Mason Carter." I sighed. "Mason Carter is one of the popular guys here at school, he's the captain of the football team . He was an ass when I first met him and that earned him a punch in the face," Mason chuckled. "Which also led to us being partners in this project. He likes to annoy me and contradict what I say; he's a weirdo even though it doesn't show. His dance moves are only legit for his room but he doesn't care." I'm stifling a laugh.

"What...what did you see?" I kept my eyes on the ceramic mug in my hands, too ashamed to look at him as he described the heartbroken man I'd left behind. But I realized Mason wasn't willing to give me that when two freckled hands came into my line of sight and gently pushed the mug back down to my lap. I waited a bit, wagering if it was really worth hearing what he had to say but finally decided I had to know and looked back up to Mason, prompting him to speak. "Honestly, it reminded me of the man he was on the first day of camp, only this time he wasn't drunk and stumbling around. He was just...empty. Like I could throw a hatchet at the guy and he wouldn't feel a thing."

"Miss Anderson,you'd be staying in my house until you are able to leave on your own and I promise your safety is assured you don't have to feel insecure." "Ok" Camile replied "You would love the place"Elena said "What's your name tyrant father?" sigh this lady sure knows how to piss him off "Please my name is Caleb Campbell" "Ok Caleb" "Shouldn't it be Mr Campbell to you?" "No it's either Caleb or tyrant father. With nothing to refute her with he sighed and the rest of the ride home was silent.

His blood gush into my mouth, it's tasty, it's different from every other she-wolves blood, I have tasted, I was going to empty it. "Rupert, what are you doing?" That was Campbell's voice, I could recognize it but I was to taste it. "Campbell, don't come anywhere near, you should take the others out, you have to protect them run." Mason yelled at Campbell. "No, I can't leave you with Rupert, what if he kills you?" He growls.

- Saul. Anything about Saul Campbell is a sensation in The United States of America. He is sinfully hot with tattooed arms and muscular body. Girls worshiped the soil he walked upon with golden flowers. But Saul Campbell was a heartless entrepreneur who ruled the mafia empire of Black Sheep with an iron fist....everything because of a girl who crumbled his heart and changed him forever.