Puro X Colin Novels & Stories

Valic finally said with great restraint. “Lucious,” Colin said with a delighted look. Colin and Lucious had a sorted history. A hundred years ago Colin and Yuri had been hunting a rogue Were who began killing fledgling vampires and ran into Valic, who was hunting the same were-panther. Valic had orders to capture the man and Colin and Yuri had orders to kill it. In the end, it was Diospar, a Pixie from Cork, Ireland, who caught and killed the rogue. Neither Colin nor Valic we're happy with the pixie eating their prey.

THE COLLIN BROTHERS; Two most prominent business entrepreneurs in the entirety of Chicago. Xavier Collin and Hardy Collin; twins, but not identical. Xavier Collin, a brunette-haired man, endowed with the rarest fierce eyes, tall with a very antagonistic character. Also the owner of Fredo's inc. A fashion company. Hardy Collin on the other hand was way distinct from Xavier. With the way they acted publicly, it was easy to pinpoint that Hardy was the cheerful one, also more indulgent to work with. He owned an automobile company; RNV.

Chapter 13 Keep Your Enemies Closer After a stunned pause, Colin’s eyes widened, and he let out a sharp crack of laughter. “Shamans are so fucking weird, dude. Really? A fucking bobcat?” Now, I’d never found Colin particularly attractive; he wasn’t quite tall enough, and his muscles were overdeveloped, and he had light hair and brown eyes, and he didn’t hold a candle to — other people. Even so. He was looking at me as I stood in front of him naked, and laughing. And calling me weird.

Another someone lost a heel in the grass. Typical. But my attention was elsewhere. Under Table Three, two small humans had formed a covert alliance. Eduardo, Xenia and Clay’s three year old offspring, was chubby-fisted and full of secrets. His co-conspirator, Ororo Hopkins, Makayla and Lilac’s two year old little whirlwind, had the strategic focus of a general. They were crouched beneath the linens, giggling with their faces sticky and their hands sneakier than a feral kitten with a string.

he shouts with glee. I step back instinctively. Who is he? He lunges for a high-five but I give him none. I do not move. “Do I know you?” I ask, suspicious. His hand stays frozen in the air for a beat before he pouts and lowers it dramatically. “Ouch. That hurt. Emotionally and deeply.” Carrot snorts behind her hand. “I’m Colin,” he says, puffing out his chest. “The most handsome, most agile, most popular, most dangerously charming, and objectively best-looking shifter in the entire Northern Land.”

Colin furrowed his brows in thought for a moment. Then, he took my hand and led me out of the garden. "No matter what happens, I won't violate my principles. I know what to do. So, leave everything to me. Don't worry." After a while, Xavier bounced over to us again and said that the present Colin gave him could only represent Colin. So, I had to give him a separate present. Using his height and strength as an advantage, Colin pushed Xavier's head away. He said that he and I were a couple, so there was no need for me to give Xavier a separate present. Then, he told Xavier to stop daydreaming and to get lost.

He asked. “Yes and no…I received a letter…Marley…my mate is Pure like me. She has an affinity to rain…to storms.” I told him. There was a long pause. “Wow man that’s unheard of…two Pure mated together…I haven’t heard of that in the history of anything. You’re fire is chaos, storms are chaos. With the fire and water you balance each other out but in the wrong hands…you guys could destroy so much…” “I figured as much….”I sighed.

Chu Nian nodded while she gave a questioning gaze to the person as if reciprocating the question. The person maintained his warm smile and stretched his hand, "I am Colin. I am the Male lead in the shoot. Nice to meet you." --- Ready for our Fl's blast? Will Colin affect something in the future? Is Actress Xia going to create trouble for Chu Nian? Comment and let me know your thoughts about the story. Thankyou.

Valerie: Steam curled from the marble tub, fogging the mirrors and softening the edges of the room. The scent of sandalwood drifted through the air, one of his, not mine. At this point I didn't even have it in me to try and choose the scent. I sat inside the tub, watching as Xavier poured in more soap to the hot water. His sleeves were rolled up, the veins in his forearms catching the light. For once, there was no command in his movements, no arrogance. Just silence. He ran his finger over my cheek, right where there was a scratch. The Rogues have left their mark. But then again, of course they did.