Seth Meyers Novels & Stories

Throwing my hands up I cut him off, "why are you trying to piss me off. I mean you say you don't get me well I don't get you at all." Seth laughed standing up, "I'm Seth Daniel Greer. Maybe you don't know but I don't chase hoes, so the mere fact I been chasing you should have clued you in on something. Do I fuck up, hell yeah I fuck up? But I'll tell you this I'm done chasing you because you don't want to be caught. You want to fuck around when I'm in your city I'll hit you up, if you don't I won't. End of story."

"Why are you here though? This is not the time you close from work." "Oh, that?" Seth crouched low and began to button the upper part of her cardigan for her without realizing he was doing so. All he just knew was that the weather was cold and she needed to cover up some more. "I just thought I'll come home early to spend some quality time with you and the twins. I didn't know you would be with a…" He looked at the man with a scowl. "...friend." He finished his speech at the same time he finished buttoning her cardigan for her, and he stood up. "Oh, he's Mr. Dave. I recently met him at the bar where he offered me-"

He always said the most stupid and random things that always made me laugh. By the time I stopped laughing I heard footsteps approaching the door. That must be the C.E.O! I quickly put my phone away after I made sure it was on silent, and tucked it into my bag. I straightened up my posture and faced the door as it opened. With a smile. This is it. When the door swung open, the smile I had on my face, feeling positive, soon disappeared and morphed into horror and fear. I am officaly Doomed. Why? Because here, right now before me...stood none other then Mr. Dumb nut. Sadly... Also known as Matthew Day. The CEO Of Lexon Corp.

I asked but Gary just pointed to the bedroom above us. “Seth has been drunk ever since he woke up, and that was four days ago” “Did he say who did it?” “No, just that it was best if I would have let him die then to be left packless” My eyes grew wide with shock. My head slightly tilted to the side “Packless? them two?” I was also referring to Seth’s Wolf Thunder. “But he loves being the beta to the silver Crow Pack, that’s everything to him” “I know but whatever happened a few nights ago, it had to be big for them to dump his body at my doorstep.”

Is this a dream? She pinched her arm, winced in pain. Not a dream. This is real. He’s really here. After more than two years… he’s standing right in front of me again. She stayed behind Miya, heart pounding, silently praying he wouldn’t notice her. “I’m Seth Santiago,” the man announced. “I’m your new boss. It’s a pleasure to meet all of you.” Izzy dared to peek from behind Miya. Even in profile, she could see he hadn't changed much. Same chiseled features, same unreadable expression. He looked like he still carried the weight of the world.

" With that, I hung up quickly and blocked Seth's number. Later, he actually went to see Draven. However, Draven sent him far away. Without Draven's approval, Seth could not come back home. After working as Draven's assistant for a year, I started my own company. A year later, Seth was overseas, getting into trouble for drinking, fighting, and gambling, and sometimes ending up in jail. He was a total mess. Janice's family had lost all their money, so they arranged for her to marry a rich old man. At the same time, my company made a move to go public.

He was a chicken. Seth Luther is a twenty-three-year-old law student in his final year. He descends from the Luther family, owners of the largest ranches in the country, which makes him part cowboy. His physique says a lot about his background, standing at six feet tall, blue eyes, long ginger coloured hair, with a lean body that goes with it.

“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.

*SETH’S POV* *(3 YEARS LATER & 2 MONTHS LATER)* *JUNE* • **Amira**: 3 years old (D.O.B: December 18) • **Seth**: 22 years old (D.O.B: October 21) • **Nate**: 22 years old (D.O.B: October 28) I sat in the living room of our apartment, flipping through some notes. It was the end of my junior year of college, and I wasn’t studying for anything in particular—just keeping busy while I waited for Nathan to get home.

I was meant to die, and they despise me for it, they’re bitter, because my promised one has come to greet me. Seth is so much bigger and taller than I thought he would be, broad-shouldered, with alabaster skin and black hair. His eyes are dark orange and I’m mesmerized because I’ve never seen a color like it. He is wearing casual clothes, a polo, and long brown pants because he wouldn’t be busy today. But his frown plastered over his face shows he was so worried about me. I flashed my fangs, victorious because I had won. He takes my hand and everyone watches as he is forced to get down on one knee and kiss the hand of the woman he failed to kill.