Ross Cameron Ebook Novels & Stories

I'm really going to die… "Are you... happy about it..." With those words, darkness swallowed me whole. The livestream froze on my blood-stained face. The chat exploded with messages. [Ah! Don't fall asleep, streamer!] [Is that real blood? Props aren't that lifelike, are they?] [Ethan, you jerk! You're going to regret this!] Ethan held me as I grew colder. For the first time, he cried out in agony for me. "Doctor! Doctor! We need help!" However, it was too late.

Elijah After Cameron feels better and calms herself down, I tell her to go home and take the rest of the day off. Seeing her break down and cry like that shook me to my core, so much so that my hands were still trembling. Cameron Westwood did not strike me as a woman who cries easily or over trivial things, so seeing her come apart as she did twists my insides. It made me want to comfort her and do unspeakable things to the person who caused her to shed even one tear.

“Well well, what do we have here? Lost your way little lady?” “I am sent by Domenico to speak with William, is that you?” He nodded and opened the door further, exposing the interior of a small office. The walls held books and paintings you almost could not see through the curls of cigar smoke from the lackeys sitting at a small table within. I stiffed a cough and stepped inside, a feeling of anxiety taking over me as he shut the door behind me. There were no windows in this room, and the only door was the one William had shut, if they wanted me I was trapped.

SERENA’S POV I shrieked and spun around to find Cameron silhouetted in the doorway, eyes wide with surprise. "Serena? What are you doing in here?" he demanded, flipping on the lamp. Heart racing, I stammered, "I might ask you the same thing!" Cameron held up a flash drive. "Just came to grab some files from Dad.” His eyes narrowed when he asked me,”Now care to share why you are here?” "I was just looking for something to read."

“Oops, did I just get it right on the first try? Tsk, tsk. How old are you, Cameron? You’ve never seen anyone all your life! What are you? An incel?” The woman standing behind Cameron was visibly upset. “Please watch your words, Ms. Serrano.” “Ooh!” Florence leaned forward and took a good look at Cameron. “I mean, everyone loves a pretty boy. You’re a pretty boy, aren’t you? That’s the d*ck women love sucking.” Cameron laced her fingers together and set them on the table. “And? How are you so sure about me never seeing anyone? Why would I ever tell you?”

"If that’s the story you want, I’ll give it to you. I’m done pretending. I’m bisexual. I’ve realized that Alphas are all ego and sharp edges. Women... they’re soft. They understand the pack rhythm. They’re much better company than arrogant males who think they own the moon." Cameron’s face went slate-gray. I could feel the heat radiating off him—he knew I was mocking his own behavior, using his mother’s favorite debutante as a weapon against his pride. My phone chimed in my pocket. I pulled it out and saw Aaron’s name on the screen. I brushed Cameron’s hand away like it was a bothersome insect. "Duty calls. I’m done with this conversation." Cameron looked at the screen, his brow furrowing at

Mackayla asked as she studdied him. “Yeah but it never hurts to hear it again." "Your not the least bit humble are you?" They both smiled at that "it just depends on what you ask." "Hey if it works for you then who cares." Mackayla offered Camron a piece of chocolate. Camron took the chocolate "a little late or early for chocolate." "Never" Mackayla said wrinkling her nose "plus it helps me forget for a bit. Where's Carson?" Camron chuckled "he's out having a smoke."

He turned to face me. "Hey, I'm Cameron, you can call me cam." He said while sticking out his hand for a handshake. I shook his hand while casting a small smile at him. "Nicole." He nods at me and lets go of my hand. "I've heard. So what are you guys doing right now? Introducing the inner gang to her?" He asked Sofia who nods excitedly. "Yep. Cameron is my brothers third in command and his hacker." Sofia informed while looking at me.

So, Jasper Coleman accused me of torrid things when in reality he is a pimp himself and he runs a webcam agency. But if he runs Souteneur, then who sent me the email to work for them?

He was shaking his leg, and his hands were turning clammy as he entwined them. “Really? Congratulations? Who is she? Where is she? Did you show her to your room?” Xavier got excited and could actually feel the happiness he felt for his friend in his tone. Cameron was Xavier's closest buddy before being the beta of this pack. And here he was genuinely happy for his friend for finally finding his mate. If only he knew, Cameron's mate was his half sister. Someone he would never accept to be a part of this pack. “I didn't actually show her to my room.” Cameron sighed in disappointment. He looked down at his feet, fumbling over what to say next.