Philip Hamilton Novels & Stories

She questions Russell as he slowly glances at Kim. He swindles on his seat, clearing his throat. "Um, I'm a business and architecture student. But, I also like to study philosophy." He smiles staring at me, making me feel surprised by his answer. Kim raises both eyebrows, mouth gawked open, forming slowly into a smile. "Philosophy. Really?" He chuckles, and tilts his head down. "Um, yes! Philosophy. I like studying the mind as well, and everything in general for that matter."

His presence filled the space before he even spoke. “Mrs. Blackthorn,” he said smoothly, his tone refined, charming even. “I hope I’m not intruding. I do intend to come on time when it is meetings like this.” I gestured for him to sit. “Not at all. You have me at a disadvantage, though. I don’t believe we’ve met. And given your scent, I can tell that you are not from here, Alpha.” He smiled, slow and confident, the kind of smile that didn’t quite reach the eyes. “Forgive me. Alpha Lorenzo D’Amaris. But I choose to go by Mr. D’Amaris when it is amongst humans.”

she said and sit on her desk. "Amber, Celestia." I was about to stand up when I saw Celestia 2.0 go in the front. I almost forgot that I'm in Hilary's body. This event. I remember this event. "Congrats Hilary! She got the highest score of ninety-nine over a hundred!" Our teacher says before giving me the paper. I look at the paper and the score. I look at Celestia 2.0 but she avoids my eye contact.

I look at Jason for an answer. "yes." He replies with a fake smile. "Hope you find yourselves comfortable." Mr. Howard said and excused himself and walked away. A waiter can around with a tray full of champagne and offered me one. I took it from him after thanking him. Jason walked away as soon as Mr. Howard left us. I was standing alone in a huge room full of people.

'There was a sudden deem lights, Phelan remembers someone, who was Don Carlton telling her to go lay down and rest. She tried to refuse, but he was too strong, and she was unable to stop him. It was so sudden that Don stood, watching Phelan in a distant approached her in a smile that shed some lights in the deem lights that came from the window. A meter from Phelan, Don put his hands on her shoulders, and then made an excuse and left.

"You’re a fan of Maestro Adagio?" Hamilton didn't look away from the road, but his voice was thick with sincerity. "I’ve been a follower for a long time. A die-hard, actually." I felt a heat crawl up my neck. Hearing a stranger praise my soul’s work while I was sitting right next to him was a disorienting experience. I coughed, searching for a reply, but then we hit a red light. Hamilton turned to face me. The glow of the dashboard caught the intensity in his eyes. "I used to be a fan of the Maestro's music," he said quietly. "But now, I’m a fan of the man behind it."

Michael "Alpha Michael, I thought you and Lincoln were coming home tomorrow?" Henry – the leader of the crescent moon pack warriors asked me. Henry is not the strongest of all my warriors but he is the smartest and that is the only reason why I appointed him as the leader of my pack warriors. I know that when it comes to a real battle, having strong warriors is not enough, we also need brains that can make a solid plan when it comes to battles and wars or when our pack is under attack. Coincidentally, Henry graduated from the National Military Academy. The truth is Henry and I graduated together at the National Military Academy, I achieved the highest honor while Henry in turn achieved the f

He speaks English, the Greek god speak English. “I'm really sorry, but I was not checking you out in anyway” I quickly composed myself and internally hit my head on an invisible wall so I’ll die to avoid this embarrassment. “It's written all over your face” I just embarrassed myself. “Im Michael and you are?” He stretched his hand out for a handshake and I quickly took it “I'm Vanessa” I replied “I know you're Vanessa Decruz, fiancee of the great one and only Arab prince, Richard Amaan”

“That is where our deal ends. I more than anyone wants that motherfuvker dead but I will wait until when the right time comes...He is all yours once he loses his authority.” “There is no such thing as the right time, Harold. I make the right time when I want.” “Very well then. I will take my leave now and meet with the elders. It has been such a long time...” Harold stood and crept away. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

taking out five dollars in ones I reach out to hand them to him only for him to shack his head no. "What's your name" he asks catching me off guard, here I thought this Adonis of a man was just going to ignore me while we waited. "Harper, Harper Lewis" I hate my name with a passion, I still to this day have no idea why my mom named me Harper. I reach my hand out for him to shake and ask him what his name is. "Nixon Marsh" he shakes my hand and I feel sparks as if he was electrically charged and I pull my hand away quickly.