Seth Rollins And Becky Lynch Novels & Stories

Who wouldn't fight for a slice of that pie? Downstairs, Seth Rollins stood in a black tailored suit—tall, broad-shouldered, exquisitely handsome. The high-end custom suit looked almost like a military uniform on him, radiating power and authority. "Chloe." When he saw her, Seth Rollins masked the flash of admiration in his eyes and opened the car door for her. Once they were inside, he didn't force conversation. Chloe felt a little uneasy—the silence was starting to get awkward. "Who's going to be there tonight?"

“I’m going to try.” As he strutted away from me, I barely managed to stop myself from grabbing him and punching him in the face. I watched as he stopped at her side. Please don’t get it on with my friend, please, please, please! He had his game face on as he put his arm around her shoulder, smirking at her cockily. I could see his mouth moving, but I couldn’t hear what he was saying. After he finished talking she said something in return, which made him lift his arm from her shoulder and hold up his hands innocently. He backed away a step and shook his head, saying something else. My whole body relaxed. A frown resided on Seth’s face as he stalked back over to me. “She’s a lesbian,” he state

“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.

He abandoned music school, coming back home to fulfill his mission. Seth's job was to leak private information from Brute winery to their opposition, Dagrin. He was going to be the downfall of Brute winery and make some cool cash while at it. Before he embarked on his mission he got equipped with information on who he was going to work with. He knew the tactics of the infamous Eve Rivera. He haven't met her before, but he'd heard rumors about her. How she can trap any man she wants with her sexual prowess, thereby using them to her expense. He would be one step ahead of her, playing her in her games.

Walker shook his head, placing his hand on the small of her back as they continued on through the house, eventually coming across Seth. “Walker, how goes it, homie!?” Seth gave Walker a high-five and then looked over at Roxie, “And who’s this lovely lady?” “I’m Roxie,” Roxie shook Seth’s hand and smiled. She’d only known Seth briefly before he graduated early and went off to college three years prior, “Reynolds.” “Seth Wheaton,” he smiled, not paying any more attention to Walker, “Wanna ditch this guy and go talk somewhere in private?”

Suddenly, all my attention was turned to them and I noticed then, what I had failed to notice before, that the group of boys consisted of Connor, the one who had thrown the party last night and his three best friends, Cameron Smith, Ricardo David and Seth Crimson. George and Lydia must have caught on to the tension as well because they both stood still beside me and observed the group in silence. Seth had a bandage around his hand and was explaining to his buddies how he had fucked a minor at the party and how much she had liked it. I felt George tense beside me and I think we had all noticed how Seth looked in our direction before he went on to explain to his friends all the gory details th

“I’m a guest, you a host. Friendly visit, remember?” Seth cleared his throat. “Maybe you tell me the names and I’ll get back to you.” “Maybe.” Bell flipped through a dog-eared notebook. “Connie Strovet, Hilda Cornov, Melinda Trigette. What can you tell me?” Seth squinted at the floor. “I help a lot of men and women around the world find love matches. I might need some time to pull details on those three.”

Only Myles, Aron, and Hugh remain rooted to the stone, knowing that running until their lungs bleed is much better than facing Seth’s raw fury head-on. Left behind in the dark, the three captains stand stiff as statues while Seth’s phone suddenly buzzes in his pocket, cutting through the heavy silence like a blade. The incoming link comes straight from Beta Manley. Seth taps the screen, and Manley’s playful voice fills the line. "Seth, my friend, I hope I am not interrupting a private mating session? I just have to ask, how did you like the beautiful creature I picked out for your table tonight?"

"Damn! I almost believed Dr. Olsen for a second. Turns out, she really did hook up with a younger guy," someone said. "Exactly! Honestly, I wouldn't even have brought it up if things hadn't gotten this bad. Last night, I was in the resident housing complex next door when I heard noises coming from Seth's room. I figured he was just watching porn, but turns out, he was with Dr. Olsen." Bethany went completely pale. Still, she scrambled to defend herself. "It's not what you think! Seth forced himself on me last night!

They'd had a bond only other twins could understand, and they'd once been able to finish each other's sentences. But after Seth had joined the Marines and Lizzie had run off to be a musician, they'd lost that closeness. Lizzie wished they could find it again. This Seth, she had to admit, was a stranger to her. Solemn, quiet, there was a darkness that lurked in his gaze. She didn't even want to imagine the things he'd seen while overseas. If Mark was closed-off, Seth was robotic. He'd stuffed his emotions so far down that Lizzie wasn't sure anyone could find them, least of all Seth.