Ross Cameron Ebook Novels & Stories

“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."

As I push open the door, my breath catches in my throat. Cameron stands in the center of the room, wild-eyed, his hand shaking as he grips a gun. The barrel is aimed straight at Logan. Logan, who stands his ground, his hands raised slightly in a cautious, calming gesture. “I’m never going back,” Cameron seethes. “Writing ruined my life. Reynolds Publishing forsook me. You all ruined me.” His hand trembles. “I want all of you dead. And I’ll start with you, fucker.”

Sammy ordered, and Cameroon unlocked, embarrassingly. “I am sorry, man,” He said.

“He doesn’t have to say it.” She crossed her arms. “You’re not his son, so how do you know what he thinks?’ He raised his eyebrows. “Are you his son then?’ Cameron rested her elbow on the top of the car. “I am playing the part.” He smiled. “But you’re not a man.” “You’re being a sexist.” “You’re putting words in my mouth.” When a man on a bike rode part, Waylon dodged it, leaned forward, and quickly supported himself by slamming his hand on the car door.

"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.