Seth Rollins Becky Lynch Novels & Stories

I said, as I smiled a little and turned around to leave. "I want you." I stopped on my tracks as I heard him say that. My cheeks were so red from blushing. I was about to turn around and answer him when Seth came out of his office, he looked around until he saw me and he beckoned to me. I walked towards him and dropped the tray on the counter. I saw Rosalyn smirking and I glared at her. "Shea, do you know Ryker Lynn?" Seth asked as he stared at his phone.

"Compromising who I am for money or success or... anything." Beck reached over and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. The gesture was tender. Careful. His fingers lingered against my cheek for a moment longer than necessary. "I don't think you'd ever do that," he said softly. "You're too stubborn." "Cut!" Victoria called out. "That was perfect. Let's do it again, but this time I want you to actually touch. Hold her hand. Make it real." We did it again. Beck took my hand, his thumb tracing circles on my palm. We repeated the dialogue. His voice was soft when he spoke about his fears. Mine was steady when I talked about my own.

But she wondered who this sort of guy Collins had just mentioned is? “Would you mind sitting and telling me about Seth?” Becca asked. Collins had no idea who she was, and he still very much had so many questions to ask her, especially when he heard Aella call her "mom." He sat next to her and just narrated everything; he had so long wanted to tell someone about this experience of his, and even though Damien had vindicated him, that didn't give him the license to treat his sister like garbage. “I think you know him, Seth Richardson!” Collins voiced.

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.

Alec pushes me behind him as he pivots toward the sound. Two familiar males stride into the cavern. Well, one strides. The other struts, kind of like that cartoon tiger with the bouncy ears and the long chin. The striding one is Seth Rosser, Cadoc Collin’s right hand. The strutting, bouncy one is Bevan Nevitts, Nia and Rosie’s friend. He’s grinning at me, flashing the same gold fronts he always used to wear. “Flora Ritchie! I knew I smelled you.”

Seth presses his chest over Beau's shins to restrict his movements, and he offers soft apologies while he traps our mate. The physical struggle takes a huge toll on Seth, and I can see the deep conflict shining in my partner's eyes. Seth is a natural protector who hates causing pain, and pinning his crying mate down goes against every single instinct in his body. "Hold him steady, Seth," I encourage him, and I make sure my voice projects the heavy confidence of a pack leader. "If you let him go, he will ruin his own recovery, and we will lose him forever." "I am trying my best, Rhett," Seth replies with a heavy groan, and he flexes his thick arms to secure Beau's slippery thighs. "His body i

It may have taken longer than it should have to get the ball rolling, but when you're standing up for something so important you have to win smaller battles to win the war, and sometimes it takes a while before everything falls into place. We split into two groups. The elders took one vehicle, while myself, Levi, Fafnir, Joseline, Beckett, Seth, and Rhi were in the other. Beckett refused to listen to me and insisted on staying by his mate's side, as well as my own. He'd been through so much already, I honestly couldn't tell him no. Then there's Rhi and Seth. I can understand Rhi, but Seth? "I see that look you keep giving me, Fiona," Seth's deeper voice spoke up from the seat directly behind

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?"

"Why would you think I have the answer to that question?" "Daphne is in jail, Lily is dead, and that loser, Ethan Alvarez, isn't even a threat. What about you? Are you ready to acknowledge your identity?" Kiran's eyes were ablaze as he stared at Seth. He held his stare for ten whole seconds before asking, "Seth, what are you up to?" Seth's smile was unwavering. "Guess." "I reckon you're going back and forth between Lewis and me, planning to watch us fight each other and suffer losses."

I watch Mike’s nostrils flare and his gaze turns hungry. “We don’t even know your name,” Mike whispers along my jaw as he peppers it with kisses and little nips. “Corinda Bouchard,” I murmur. Seth pushes my hair aside and sucks on my neck hard, very obviously leaving a hickey behind. “The fire starter, huh? Hot.” Mike snorts. “Literally.” Ignoring his brother, Seth introduces himself. “I’m Seth Howler. And that asshole is my brother, Mike.”