Seth Cohen Oc Novels & Stories

“I don't think so. But I happened to be present at your wedding anniversary last night..” Olivia's face fell at the mention of last night, she brushed her hair behind her left ear and cleared her throat. “I found it very interesting. I'm Seth. Seth Rollins, not a wrestler by the way..” He chuckled lightly at the end of his words. Olivia's gaze landed on his palm outstretched to her, she hesitated for a second before accepting it. “Olivia Ash-“ She paused and Seth smiled meaningfully catching up to her mistake.

Aaron was slightly irritated by the indirect accusation made by Seth. "And why not? She had much time seducing her boss," Seth replied and gave a smirk to the woman. Kathleen just stared at Seth meticulously. She wondered if this man knew about her true identity as a Campbell. He seemed like he was having some kind of interest in her since she entered the ballet academy earlier. The man met her eyes and didn't even feel intimidated to look away. In fact, it was quite obvious that his gaze was trying to send a menacing vibe to her.

I walked into the living room and sat on the soft comfy couch. "Hi Nate, what took you so long?" Seth inquired, coming down from the stairs with a towel around his waist and he was shirtless and water was dripping from his body which proved that he had just had his bath. "I was just hanging around." "With Arlene?" He for some reason that was definitely not necessary, asked. "Yes." I heaved a sigh. "Ouuuu, are you two now dating each other?" I knew he was going to press further. "Just shut up, okay?" I rolled my eyes.

Especially not when my mother and step-sister were involved. I paused instinctively when Seth's phone rang in the hall, and he quickly reached for it in his pocket. “Yes, babe. I know, I already told you that I'll be coming early today. I'm still stuck with work but don't worry I'll be fast,” he strolled out of the hall to continue the conversation without turning to acknowledge my presence. Seeing how unsettled he looked; it was already clear who he was on the phone with. Veronica's insecurities were so obvious that I wondered how long she intended to keep up with that.

And I’m not subjecting something so personal between me and Oliver to the team's commentary before we even establish the foundation. I dial Seth instead. Seth is an information broker out of Rotterdam. He trades in corporate blackmail and he’s notoriously, aggressively open about his own appetites. He showed up to our last meeting wearing a leather harness under an Armani suit, cheerfully telling me, Oba and Jozeph about his plans for later. We swap intel occasionally when our target lists overlap. The line rings twice. "Kir," Seth answers. His English is heavily accented, thick and smoky.

he whispered and before he can even say a thing, Mono's voice boomed inside the taxi. Fuck. It was on a loudspeaker. "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUDGE, SETH DEVON?? YOU DID REALIZE WHAT YOU'VE DONE RIGHT? PEOPLE ARE GOING MENTAL AT THE PHOTOS OF YOU AND ZANAYA TOGETHER! By the way, tell her she looked gorgeous. AND YOU, SETH DEVON, SINCE WHEN DID YOU HAD THE BALLS TO GO AR-----" "Hey!!!!" his eyes widen as I chuckle at Mono's words. Seth's cheeks redden and I swear we heard the cab driver laughing.

Death has been diligent and upfront with his post as an acting Chief executive officer and work has run smoothly, as if Cainan was present even though he wasn’t. “You’re welcome.” he lets his hand go and stuffs them into his pockets. “What about Mr Ola? Did he turn up for work?” He curiously inquired. “He did. He’s in his office. Should I dial him over?” Seth asks, already about to take a step. Cainan shakes his head, “No, I’ll meet him myself.” With that, he sees himself out of the room. He makes his way over to Shawn’s office and just as Seth said, he was in his office, working on his computer.

LENNOX Seth absentmindedly scratches his unshaven jaw, sweat glistening on his golden-brown skin. A small scar lies beneath his eye, and his slightly crooked nose bears the evidence of a past boxing injury. Davin shares similar marks. Security personnel often joke that no matter how many punches they've taken in their professional boxing careers, they will always be good-looking. "I was deliberately censoring myself," Seth clarifies. "I didn't want to mention anything inappropriate about a teenage girl, you know?"

ATC Seth was led into the head doctor's office and his bodyguards stood by the door while he walked in. Damian and Kayla were already seated. "Why are you just contacting me an hour before the appointment?" He almost yelled. "Let's begin the test," Doctor Cyril said gently. They all returned back to Doc Cyril's office after they were done with the test. Damian was so nervous that his hands shook. "The result will be out in a week," Doc Cyril said, and he felt partly relieved. "I guess I didn't get to introduce myself. I'm billionaire Seth Nicole" Seth smiled at the doctor.

he asked with a smile. Jane snapped out of her thoughts and asked him, "Would you like something to drink, Mr. Seth?" "No, thank you. I'll leave once I'm done," he replied. Jane then asked Evelyn to get him a glass of water and told Seth to take a seat. "Thank you," he said, taking out a business card and handing it over to her. Jane accepted it and examined the information on the card. It was indeed the same Seth Styles she had heard of. He was only thirty years old but was already a well-known gold agent in the entertainment industry with a high status.