Rk900 Connor Novels & Stories

I have a guest can't you see? Connor's eyes darted over to where Kathleen sat patiently, her cheeks were flushed and her hands behind her back nothing short of sheer embarrassment being caught in an uncompromising situation. He waved at her and she nodded with an awkward grin on her face which morphed into a grimace, he glanced over the wheelchair and the back to Kathleen, then at his best friend and gasped. ‘Are you two... did I...did I come at a bad time?'. ‘Yes you did'. Grayson replied harshly. Connor McKnight had a special place in his heart and for a high ranking officer, he sometimes had the brain of an ant.

“We broke up.” “What else is he?” Ronald asked, voice harder now. Kyla narrowed her eyes. “He’s the CEO of some company, but he’s not involved in this. If that’s what you’re asking.” Ronald leaned forward, and placed his elbows on the desk. “Connor is my stepbrother.” Kyla’s face twisted in shock, then a realization of why connor had stalked ronald around like a creep. “What? Fuck.” He gave a short, bitter laugh. “Yeah. Crazy, right?”

I replied and he nodded. “So Kaida, I was thinking if you can give me your number..” Connor started, a smile on his face. “I will give you my number, but just so you’re informed. I don’t date hockey players.” I fished out a pen and a piece of paper, wrote my number on it and handed it over to him. “Why?” He asked. “Nothing serious.” I shrugged. “If you say so. And moreover, there’s an after party tonight at the best club in Rochester. All the players of both teams would be attending including invitees.”

Then a small matte-black case Jax didn’t recognize. Ronan caught him looking. “Emergency kit,” he explained without embarrassment. “For heats. Knot plugs. High-dose suppressants. Scent blockers. Lube. The basics. I keep it stocked.” Jax’s throat tightened. “You’ve done this before.” Ronan shook his head once. “Never claimed anyone. Never wanted to. But I’ve helped teammates through ruts when they couldn’t get home. And I’ve been ready—prepared—since the day I presented alpha. Just in case.”

Somewhere emptier. "Hey, freak." The words cut through like rusty metal. Connor James. All jawline and swagger, his letterman jacket stretched like armor over his shoulders. His cologne hung around him like fog. He grinned—like he enjoyed that she would not fight back. From her position in front, Reina didn't lift her gaze from her phone.

That must have hurt. “Ouuuchh!!” Connor cried in pain. “Why did you do that for?” he asked in indignation rubbing his ribs while his current girlfriend looked at Kate like she wanted to murder her. “You’re trying to fix me up with John?” “What’s wrong with him?” Ryce had defied instead of cowering and Aidan had to suppress the smile from forming on his lips. Connor was going to have his hide. “I’ll tell you what’s wrong with him,” she had shouted over the loud music picking up a glass and throwing the content his way. Thankfully Ryce ducked and she missed her target.

I could feel the warmth of his breath on my face. His eyes sparkled like an eager puppy wanting a pat. "I work at my family's company, love racing, don't smoke, drink, or gamble. No messy romantic past either. Selena, is there anything else you'd like to know? Even if it's something more private, I'm open." He shifted closer and closer, but a voice suddenly called out. "What are you two doing?" Snapping out of it, I quickly pulled away, only to see Connor standing there with Vanessa Kruger.

He pointed to the guy from this morning. He was a blond guy, sporting a flop of dirty blond hair with strikingly green eyes. He appeared to be seventeen or eighteen years old. He looked naïve yet foolish at the same time. There was like a sweet and innocent look on his baby face. Unlike Ryder, there were not any signs of him getting a beard any time soon unless he shaved his face regularly. He looked the youngest. “That’s Connor.” He pointed to the guy standing beside Jake.

They quickly look around at each other and they give each other knowing looks. “You’ve been outvoted. He’s joining us”, Michelle says proudly. “Firstly, what’s your name and what is your link to Mr. Strongheart”. He pulls up to the seat next to me and starts addressing the group. “My name is Connor, and I work in his security team. My specialty is surveillance and intelligence, so I scope out and gather information to ensure the safety of the team”. Kimberly and Michelle are currently swooning over his words and batting their eyelashes for attention. Willow seems to be deep in thought and analysing his words.

The only person I'd seen in the news recently was Connor. I frowned, feeling troubled. Why had he come here? "Don't worry, Kieran. I'll handle it." With that, I descended the mountain path. Sure enough, I saw Connor lurking around at the foot of the mountain. There was mud all over his expensive designer suit. There was no trace of the former CEO of Garrett Group. I cleared my throat lightly to get his attention. The moment he saw me, he rushed toward me like a drowning man who found a lifebuoy to hold on to. The spark that returned to his eyes was frighteningly bright.