Rowan Blanchard Still Here Novels & Stories

I closed my eyes. “I thought if I gave you something to hold on to, you would stay.” “And now?” I asked. “Now I am still here.” That was the problem. He was still here. Rowan was not. Rowan, who held my hand when we signed papers. Rowan, who promised forever. Rowan, who said basketball was just a game and I was his life. Rowan, who did not come when I called the third time from the hospital bed. I felt anger rise again, but it was weak. Everything felt weak now.

A DEAL WITH THE BILLIONAIRE (A Contract Marriage) EPISODE THIRTEEN Theme: Energetic Rowan McKenna CONNECTICUT, UNITED STATE OF AMERICA RAVEN MCKENNA’S HOME Rowan rushed off to the living room, setting down his plate of bacon and eggs on the floor to switch on the television. After getting to his desired station, Rowan stopped tormenting the remote button before picking his plate back up with a satisfied grin on his face. “I can’t believe that I missed some minutes. I didn’t get to see Jacob Miller walk to the field.” Rowan muttered but loud enough for his mother to hear him.

The footage showed Rowan sitting on the couch, quietly waiting for me. Suddenly, the lounge door opened. He saw something, then got up and walked out. "It's Vivian!" I practically roared. My nails dug deep into my palms. "It must've been her. She waited until everyone was out front and then had someone take Rowan away!" Adrian's face went terrifyingly dark, but he still tried to calm me down. "Don't worry. Vivian wouldn't dare do anything to him."

I didn’t want to be jealous, but I am. I am angry and completely pissed at her blatant behavior. Sure, Rowan glares at her and walks away when he notices her behavior, but I can’t help but think that it’s just a show. The way she behaves lets me know that she’s been back for a while. That and also that they may have gotten together for a while. Maybe before I was shot. I keep thinking that maybe Rowan is just trying to be respectful. He is a public figure and heads one of the largest companies in the city. It wouldn’t really look great if he’s seen entertaining another woman immediately after his wife wakes up from a coma.

He asks. “You are the one calling for a war, saying that the rogues are a problem and yet, you didn't know who she is?” “What- I don't understand.” “The lady over there,” Maxwell speaks up. “Is Rowan Blaze. The head of the Winter Wolf Coalition.” A look of confusion comes over his face before he looks around the other wolves and then it morphs into disbelief. “What?!”

He continued adamantly. "Do you really think I can't force you? I can even send you back to that pit hole you just escaped from." Brenda smirked, beginning to tap on her phone's screen. "Fine! I'd leave now. But just know I'd be back. If I remembered correctly, we still have some unfinished business, right?" Rowan turned around to walk away but suddenly stopped on his tracks. He turned to her again, a mocking smirk on his lips. "Ah, how about your little brother? Is he finally out of coma? Oh he is. I heard he's having a business tour around the world at the moment."

, Rowan said bidding him to go and make things right. “What about you? Don’t you plan on making things right Benny Blanco.”, Rowan said looking at Blanco, like he could read minds or something, “How do you mean?”, Blanco said, a plan to avoid the obvious, he had no plans of seeing her and telling her about this new world of his, it’ll only complicate things, he felt Nichiria quite close to him.

I turn toward it. Rowan stands beside us, wearing a black formal shirt with the top buttons undone and a fitted matching blazer. His dark hair is styled neatly and his brown eyes are sharper than usual, warm and intense at the same time. He looks dangerously good and it is unfair how much my body reacts to seeing him. Gonalz explains, “We cannot reach Alpha Bronze.” I swallow and add in a low voice, “I cannot either.” Rowan lifts a brow. “Did he have some pack emergency last night?”

Once again, everything about Rowan was so normal, if it wasn’t for the fact that he was walking towards a section of the estate that he had no business being in, Blade would have thought that everything was just routine. Rowan smiled wildly as he greeted passing servants, he even exchanged some words with the young guards stationed around some of the building. Blade remained hidden, even from his own men. But he didn’t rush to follow after Rowan, he was patient, taking a couple of minutes to walk forward whenever Rowan rounded a corner. Blade’s eyes narrowed when Rowan turned towards one of the oldest sections of the estate and began to walk towards it. Nobody came to this area anymore, it h

“My pack’s already asking questions. And they’re not happy about a stranger in our territory, especially one who attacked my brother.” “Attack is a strong accusation,” I said, crossing my legs. ”How is Rowan feeling, by the way?” I asked. “Rowan’s in the hospital. He’s stable, but he hasn’t woken up yet. When he does, he’ll tell me what happened. And if you’re lying, you’ll wish you’d never set foot in that bar.”