Seth Rollins Ethnicity Novels & Stories

“They have to pass immigration screenings. I might fudge numbers and details a little, but anyone with a history will get flagged and stopped. No problem.” Eva nodded. “If you say so, I believe you.” Seth leaned back, scrolling past another Eastern European trying to look sexy in a red teddy. He wore a dirty concert shirt she didn’t recognize and baggy sweatpants. The tiny shape of his hard cock was visible, and she fought the urge to grit her teeth. “Come here, baby. Sit on my lap a second,” he said, extending a hand dusted with orange cheese puff crumbs. “I thought you had work to do. I have dishes.”

Seth called the don's name to get his attention, and he immediately responded and looked at him. “Pagbabayaran mo ang pang-iinsultong ginawa mo sa lahi ko. Putang ina mong hayop ka! (You will pay a big price for insulting my race. You son of a bitch!)” Seth was furious as he cursed Don Fabio. Don Fabio stares at Seth as the young man prepares to leave, unsure of what will happen next. Seth simply smiled at the clueless and arrogant old man before turning his back and walking away, but before he could get far, Don Fabio abruptly stood up from his seat.

"He is worse than a gold digger. It's sickening acting all nice around him when in reality, I want to punch and beat him up until he bleeds." "I can help you with that." Seth offered and Aiden facepalmed. Samantha laughed. "Why do you hate Roland so much though? You talk and act like you're the one he hurt." she looked at him with a suspicious expression on her face. Seth cleared his throat, not knowing what to say. He looked at Linda, who seemed curious as well and quickly looked away. Aiden just shook his head and sat down. "I know what's going on here." he spoke up, but Seth threw a glare his way. "Seth is actually..." he trailed, looking at Seth and daring him to glare again. Seth gave h

A dishonorable participant. For all that Seth had done throughout his years to prepare us, he himself was nearly cheated of the opportunity to claim that he had worked with an honorable victor. Nearly, yes. Kira had defeated Gowan. But Seth’s prejudice there ran deep. He wanted no alterations; no funny business. I wondered vaguely if Seth would have truly supported Ethan had he actually challenged for Beta rather than having Kira in his place. Because as far as Seth was concerned, Kira was completely normal. Her pink eyes showed no signs of change. I swallowed. This is what Deidre had wanted me to see.

“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.

“You’re an angel.” Sitting in front of the fire, Seth had the look of a mythical creature, with the flames dancing across his sharply cut features. He tended to wear his hair short like he had in the Marines, and it only emphasized his strong jaw and cheekbones. Once Rose had joked that she could cut diamonds on his cheekbones, and to her immense amusement, he’d blushed redder than she’d ever seen on a man who’d once been in the military and had fought overseas. Callie, Rose’s black German shepherd, lay down on her feet, her tail wagging and brushing the backs of Rose’s calves. Rose leaned down to stroke the dog’s silky head.

he murmured, his voice low and gaze soft with sincerity, but Rey still didn't trust him; she would never make the mistake of trusting his kind. She said nothing. Taking her silence as permission, he went on, "I'm Seth, by the way, and you must be Reylin." "Rey," she corrected coldly, and he nodded. "Of course," he responded quickly, his gaze flickering briefly over to a sleeping Beau behind her before they settled on her. "I know you don't trust me, and frankly, you have no reason to, but I want to help you," he said finally, and she stared at him for a brief moment.

The room seemed to hold its breath, waiting for Darlyn's response, anticipating the explosive confrontation that was about to unfold. Darlyn's voice trembled with a mix of rage and desperation as she lashed out at Seth. "You're lying! How dare you make such a claim? You know nothing, Seth! You’re just a kid!” Seth remained steadfast, his voice steady and resolute. "I wish I was lying, big sister. But the truth cannot be concealed any longer. The father of your child is Donovan Rossi! Big brother’s father! I saw you! You had a sexual relationship with him! I saw it with both of my eyes!”

I cannot fight this battle tonight, and I must trust the Northside Triad to protect my territory and rescue my doctor. Seth slowly steps away from the leather couch, and his hazel eyes are completely dark with the promise of imminent violence. He reaches out and gently cups the back of my neck, making sure his large fingers carefully avoid the thick white bandage covering his permanent bite mark. He presses his warm forehead directly against mine for a brief second, allowing me to inhale a very deep breath of his grounding tobacco scent before he pulls away to prepare for the violent mission. "I will absolutely bring your doctor back to this estate alive, Beau, and I promise you that Vincent

He looks more furious than that. “Uncle, what the heck are you doing?” Seth snarled at his uncle with his hand on his chest, trying to calm himself from shock at the scene he witnessed. His uncle Simon is wearing all black, which makes him look like a ninja without a mask. He also has long, shoulder-length hair like a teen girl, a mustache, and a beard that hasn’t been shaved for ages. “What do you think I’m doing? Playing?” Simon said, annoyed by Seth’s sudden appearance. “Go pick up that chair and put it under me. I’m going to get off.”