Richard Madden And Sebastian Stan Novels & Stories

I yelped a bit in pain as one of them cuffed my wrists. “Alpha Sebastian Stan, you’re under arrest for the murder of your wife, Catherine Stan.”

Richard stared at me like he was trying to decide whether to be furious or sick. “That’s not…” Sebastien began, then exhaled sharply. “That’s not just political pressure.” “No,” I said quietly. “It’s something deeper.” Richard’s voice came out low and blunt. “So this isn’t about Nala.” “It might be dressed up as Nala,” I said. “But it isn’t about her.” Sebastien let out a humourless laugh. “A romance scandal as cover for a chokehold.” Richard’s eyes drifted downward, his gaze distant. “He’s boxing us in,” he murmured. “And Father is standing there hoping the box turns into a gift.”

I was definitely done, but I paused when that bastard called out to me. “Wait!” I turned to him with an eyebrow raised. “We need to talk.” I couldn't help but scoff at his audacity. He really did have balls. “Who do you think you are to demand a word with Mr. Hayes?” Sebastain was the one who spoke while I watched Richard with amusement. Richard didn't take his eyes off me. “I’m Richard Ashford, and I'd love to have a word with your boss.” The room held its breath. The people outside did the same, and I just watched Richard. I watched him and wondered, “Was this what she saw in him? This stupid bravo? Was that why she fell head over heels for a pathetic womanizer like this?”

The Senator he was laughing with moments ago was backing away. Sebastian walked up the stairs to the stage. He stood next to the panicked tycoon. He leaned in close. He didn't need a microphone. "Hello, Alexander," Sebastian whispered. Hale looked at him. He saw the eyes. Not Arthur Knight. Sebastian Sterling. "You..." Hale gasped, clutching his chest. "You're dead." "I'm vintage," Sebastian smiled coldly. He placed a hand on Hale’s shoulder. "And you are cancelled." Sebastian turned and walked away. He didn't run. He walked. Security was too busy dealing with the mob of reporters surrounding Hale.

Though there were quite a few familiar faces in that crowd, one seemed to stand out more than the rest. It took a few beats for Taliana to place him, but she scowled when she did. She knew it was Michael Richardson based on those sly, hazel eyes and the same classic shaved-down haircut he’d had since fourth grade-not to mention context helped, since it seemed like the holy terror was still Sebastian’s best friend. Her staring had obviously caught his attention, and his lips quirked up into a devious half-smile when his eyes landed on Taliana’s exceptionally short hemline. She watched as he leaned in to whisper something in Sebastian’s ear. Whatever he’d said, it made Sebastian laugh, and Seb

As if his mind had been left somewhere else. Footsteps approached. A man sat across from Leonard without ceremony. Sebastian Rowe—Leonard’s old friend. The only person close enough to see the side of him the world never did. “You look like someone who just lost something,” Sebastian said casually, though his eyes studied Leonard sharply. Leonard exhaled slowly. “More than that.” Sebastian raised a brow. “I assume this is about Bella.” The name hung in the air. Heavy. Leonard lowered his gaze for a moment, then said without emotion—

I was very sure that Stan must have made unknown enemies among the boys in the class as all the females seemed to be attracted to him, even the female wolves. I gestured for Stan to do as the professor had said. " My name is Stan Hart, I am Mrs. Quinn's husband's assistant." He said and as expected, the rumors intensified. Well, he couldn't tell the humans that I was Sebastian's mate and he was my mate's Beta. My gaze traveled to Jacob, he seemed displeased by Stan's words but dared not say anything unless he wanted what happened the last time to repeat itself. The professor simply gestured that Stan sat down.

Caitlin and Sebastian, coming up from the lower deck, reached the top deck and saw Madison standing there, visibly distressed. Madison, tearful and upset, looked like she had just experienced a massive blow. As she heard footsteps, she lifted her head and saw Caitlin approaching. Her emotions immediately spiraled out of control. In the dim light of the evening, Madison didn’t notice Sebastian walking behind Caitlin. All she could see was Caitlin, and her anger exploded. She stormed forward, grabbing Caitlin by the neck, her voice seething with rage, "Caitlin! This is all your fault! You murderer! You’ve ruined my family!"

*********************** Alana That's A Fucking Promise. Ray's words refused to get the hell out of my brain the whole time the movie was playing and I was watching Sebastian Stan which meant I never ever in my life got distracted while watching him… until now anyway. The movie suddenly stopped and I snapped back to reality and looked beside me to find Hayden already giving me a knowing look. Why did everyone in my life know me too well?