Seth Rollins Age Novels & Stories

As an afterthought, I picked up a small red couch pillow and rested it on my lower side, huffing in annoyance when the pillow couldn't even stay balanced on it, without me holding a hand on it. "So what is the matter? You had mentioned that there was an attack…" I asked Seth immediately he settled down on one of the sofas. "Where is Roland?" I asked, wondering why my beta wasn't here, or hadn't known of the said attack. Was he already asleep? I thought, not actually blaming him. He had a mate to go home to. Something I had now, but won't acknowledge for the fear of losing myself. "Last I saw him, he was escorting the slave boy to the slave quarters after entertaining the boy at his home. He

That did not mean I was going to go easy on Staysha. After practice, when I walked out of the shower, Roland and Sal were leaning into their phone. The sound of Staysha’s moans filled the room. When they saw me, Roland snickered and then held onto the locker door and started humping it, making a very immature impression of me. “Oh yes, Seth...Seth...I’m going to come.” I picked up the sipper from the bench and aimed it at his head. My aim was fantastic, but he was also a goalie, so his dodging skills were epic.

Chapter: 27 ******** Four Years Ago. ******* On the night he finally achieved his long-desired position as the Boss, Seth experienced a profound sense of fulfillment, reminiscent of a significant moment from eighteen years ago. Seeking to indulge himself, he decided to go out and treat himself. Sitting leisurely with a bottle of exquisite liquor, he intended to savor the passing night and reflect upon various matters. Preferring solitude, he chose not to have any bodyguards accompany him. There was just so much he would like to reflect upon tonight, and he didn't want company interrupting his thoughts.

"Who's this?" "Howard, my friend, Nolan Mercer," I introduced. "Nolan, my brother Howard." "Pleasure to meet you," Seth, now using his alias accent, extended his hand. "Uh-huh," Howard took his hand. "How old are you, Nolan?" "Howard!" I spat. "Thirty," Seth answered, staring at my brother dead on. "You have a firm grip, Howard." Howard stared at Seth and winced, snatching his hand away and flicking it. "Ow, so do you." Howard muttered. "You don't mind if I watch the game-"

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.

“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.

I'd have made it work with Dian, I knew I could have. "Staring at that drink like you're trying to murder it won't accomplish anything, you know that right" a voice sounded from my right, startling me. I turned to face the person and recognized him immediately. He was Seth Rodriguez, the artist who rose to fame shortly after Sybil went missing. "Seth" I gasped, then choked on my next word because I didn't expect to find Seth in such a random setting. He grabbed the drink in front of him and offered it to me, a worried look on his face.

He was as tall as Aaron, so I guessed he should be about 6"3 feets. I scoffed, and wrapped my arms around my chest. "See, cause I needed to work with you, doesn't mean I'll do anything to achieve that. There's no doubt you've come in here to taste my body. Dude, go to your harlots!" "Excuse me?" He took a step close, scrunched his nose as if he was irritated. "Do you know who you're speaking with? I'm Seth, the man with so many principles. And, for your info, you're not even close to being my type."

Seth smiles and I look down- he is indeed sporting a hard-on and he covers his crotch, embarrassed. “Audrey, would you take my virginity?” he asks, in almost a whisper. His question stumps me, “But don’t you want it to be with someone special?” I ask. Seth smiles, “You are special.” I smile back but sigh, “Seth I am not ready for anything serious though and you should have sex the first time with someone you love.” Seth sighs, “I am 23 years old, Audrey, and a virgin. I’m still the same freak from high school.” He says sadly.

How would Zayn have the courage to go, he felt even more embarrassed especially after experiencing the other day’s incident. He was close to 30 years old while Allan was only a 20-year-old university student. He was old enough to be Allana’s uncle. Moreover, he was already married. Yet, there were some people that he could not avoid no matter how hard he tried. After rejecting Seth on a few occasions, Seth had actually gone to pay him a visit straightforwardly.