Rk900 Connor Novels & Stories

"Connor Grant is a Close Protection specialist, runs his own bodyguard team and he's a guest on the island just now while he recovers from injuries." "What kind of injuries?" "Gunshot wound to the right leg. Did you hear about Sir Richard Branson's Island? Had a big fire on it a while back?" Mark frowned, remembering seeing headlines about it on the net. "Something about Kate Winslet rescuing his mom?" "That's it," Jasmine nodded. "Well, Connor is a friend of Kate's. He's done some work for her in the past and is tight with her family, so he was out there on vacation with them, as guests of Richard Branson."

"No I'm assuming its someone she is comfortable working with" "Lisa is quite resourceful but I'm sure she will use family" "You know Lisa?" He glanced at me in the rearview mirror "Connor has connections to every werewolf ever created" My mouth made an "o" shape at his revelation "Makes sense ya know with how old he is" Leo chuckled at me

I knew better than to become friends with this Kind. Connor shrugged, brushing off some dust from the left cuff of his grey coat. “What am I supposed to do? I was thirsty.” He smiled, showing his teeth where the blood of whatever he had hunted was still visible. I shot him a pointed look. I didn’t have the desire nor the time to reprimand him or argue with him.

I explained, bringing her hands down. I glanced down at the open locket at the one and only photo of Connor and Fianna Kavanah with a newborn Aurelia. They look so damn happy and proud holding her. It’s a shame that they had to give her up, but if they hadn’t, she could have died too. “With some Silvercloud assistance, Declan was able to find a safe deposit box your parents left under assumed names. This was the only thing inside. Declan said the locket was something Connor gave Fianna the day she shifted for the first time.” I explained.

He spoke so arrogantly that I wanted to jump and kick him in shin! “ unbelievable! And why in heck is my family not allowed? Now you will stop my family from seeing me?!” I asked having enough. “I never said you are not allowed to meet them. They just can’t come over my place. You can meet them out. I prefer my privacy.” He spoke in deep voice and I just could thin my lips in straight line. “Okay!” I said sighing heavily. “Okay all the terms and condition are mentioned in the contract, I will get the contract printed and then bring to you to sign.” Mr. Kin said getting up and the Mr. Rude nodded at him firmly.

She could barely take care of herself; what if. "Kyle, we need to talk. We can't keep taking risks. You have to go to the store and buy...you know." Really Kerryanne, you can act like a slut, but you can't say the word condoms? His silence made her nervous, so she finally built up the courage to look at him. Oh boy. Kyle was just staring at her. He didn't want anything to blemish what they'd just shared, and he didn't care if that made him sound like a bitch. What just happened on that bed meant as much to him as it did to her.

With Jr and Connor, I can promise none of them are dying but at the same time I can’t promise their love stories will be all rainbows and cupcakes, I shed tears writing some of the plot holes and thus I’ll have to make you shed tears too. That’s all for now, be nice. CONNOR/ KADE HAWKINS THE GINGER WITH THE ‘fuck me’ leopard print heels hadn’t stopped whatever it was she was doing. And by whatever it was, I meant peering at me like I was a demon who had escaped hell and tried to drag her along to my own hell. And damn it, this was hell.

Like puppy-dog eyes, but if the puppy dog knew you weren’t a very good owner and he had to explain to you how to walk him and feed him, but he still loved you anyway. “May I?” he asked with that sexy-as-hell smile. Meanwhile, Klaus’s torrent of profanity was still pouring full force into my ear. What the hell, I thought, grinned wryly, and handed the phone over to him. Connor glanced at the phone screen and then held it up to his face. “KLAUS!” he shouted in a backslapping, Hey, buddy! kind of way. “Connor… Brooks here from LMGK. How’s it going?”

Lane says, walking up behind him and slapping my father on the shoulder. “One of the best workouts I’ve had in a long time,” my father says, smiling at him. Well, that’s unexpected. “Me too. Your pack has a completely different fighting style than what we have, Ken. It’s pretty awesome! I feel like I’m back in pup school learning how to fight all over again,” Connor says. He’s at least not limping. “You’re not the only one. Your brother is deadly,” Kelvin says to me walking in with Connor.

Dan advises, no bullshit in his tone. Katherine: Hey Josh, it's Katherine from last night. I set my phone down, and, takin a large gulp of my coffee, anxiously wait for a ring. “Okay, what about the other guy?” She continues grilling. Adam’s dark eyes flash through my mind making my body feel warm. I'm not even sure how to describe him.