Richard Rick O'connell Novels & Stories

His tongue touched mine and I could have sworn my body was on fire. Someone cleared their throat and I pulled away immediately. Nikolas chuckled and looked past my shoulder to see who had interrupted. “Ricco, did you find out what I asked?” He nodded his head and walked to us with a flash drive in his hands. He handed it to Nikolas and walked away. “What is that?” I asked as I eyed the item in his hand suspiciously. Against my better judgment and what Mother had told me, I asked questions I wasn’t supposed to.

His remark made towards Lisa and Lena in the club, the lesbian couple who study in our school. I know he just meant to divert my mind that was why he pointed at them making out in the empty booth however, it did feel good to me. "Hey, what is it!!!" Mom pushed my head away from her stomach and made me look at her. She helped me sit straight against her but I threw my head on her shoulder. Dad would be in his study doing his side job of being a shareholder. Apart from being the principal of Maple Ridge school, my father Richie Connor, has purchased twenty percent shares in an organic farming industry. In the day he works as a principal and in the evening he works upon the advancement of the i

Alpha Reed looked to be in his early 30s and he had short brown hair, dark eyes that were almost black and he had a few scars on his bulging arms, which pulled against his tight white tee as he crossed his arms behind his desk. He had a few personal photos in his office of a young woman. He raised a cut eyebrow at me and waved his hand to indicate for me to begin. "Well the letter has some inaccuracies, but there are some correct aspects such as I was a breeder and my mother still is a breeder, but I am a born shifter. When I was sent to the market, Timothy bought me and it turned out that he is my mate. Timothu burned off my breeder mark and marked me as his mate."

Since I took over the Richmond's Empire, it had been my ambition to put my family's name as the wealthiest—a position that had been held by the O' Connor for nearly a decade. The O' Connors were the only trillionaires in the country with a networth of $1.3 trillion dollars. Rumour had it that that their son and heir to the O' Connor Empire had been deprived of taking over the empire all because he wasn't married, but no one knew who that son was. But that wasn't my problem. My problem was how to put the Richmond's Empire on the same pedestal as the O' Connor Empire even if it will cost me the last drop of blood in my veins.

He sat down beside me and then started to eat. Richard was an easygoing guy. His father was one of the hospital's directors, and he was a surgeon. He is always smiling and cheering people up, just like the guy next door. Unlike the possessive and brooding Reagan, He had offered to get me a drink, and I said yes because it would be rude to say no. Even though I think he has been making advances towards me. Even Kelly noticed it, so I was not imagining things.

i stutter out as he presses again on the thin skin and I cum hard panting out his name as my hips jerk, emtying my load down his throat he licks the tip then stand. "Figure out what you want Nixon because the only one whos denying this is you" he points between us and walk out of the room closing the door behind him.

Talkess of engaging in a long conversation with a stranger. And Ronan couldn't help smiling. O'Connell had seem so amazing to him, and he wanted to tell him that. But he bit on his tongue, because a thought suddenly ran through his mind that the boy wouldn't like it one bit. So he decided not to tell him. "Not all whites are racists." Ronan pointed out, maintaining eye contact with O'Connell. And O'Connell found himself nodding in agreement to his words. "But majority of them are racists, and would never stop spreading hate. I could never forget how a friend of my mom schooled here, and had one of the white lecturer failed her for no just cause. And when she had gone to have a talk with him,

“Regardless of what you telling me, it's not going to leave this bedroom.” “These walls have ears, and if you think that anything that you say is not known to others, you are very wrong. This place is not a place for you to mess around or to think that you have the privacy or the silence or solitude. Everything they you say is heard. Every move that you make is calculated and one mistake can end up being fatal.” She said, almost like a warning. But then she chose to continue. “The war. His father. The betrayal. This place. Take your pick. Nolan’s always been... composed, sharp, focused, but he used to be human under all of that. Now? I’m not sure he even remembers what softness feels like. I