Shay Patrick Cormac Novels & Stories

Colm voiced calmly from deep in Patrick's mind where he had retreated after they fought in the morning. Patrick had woken up that morning in a worse mood than he was in after the ceremony. He wanted to confront Moira, but he knew she would play innocent and claim that she didn't plan anything. Then she would guilt him for being mad at her until he felt bad enough to give in, but he wouldn't let her this time. Colm tried to convince Patrick to talk to her and clear the air when she knocked, but Patrick shut him and his obnoxious sister down. He vowed that they were not going to be manipulated into following her anymore. But of course, this afternoon he followed her up to see their dad and en

a young man called out to Wallace, waving from the other side. Seeing this, Wallace immediately ran toward the young man, who was revealed to be Cormac, his son. “Did you bring your debit card with you?” Cormac nodded. “Relax, Father. I’ve sold everything worth selling so we’ve now got forty-five million dollars in here. It’ll be enough for us to live in Sormbay for a while.” Wallace smiled. “Good. There’s nothing the legate can do to us when we’re overseas, no matter how powerful he is. Come on. Let’s lay low for the time being and return home later.

" She responded "furthermore I barged in and a female was fucking herself directly in front of him.Today was the most humiliating day of my whole existance on this planet." She moaned and scratched her head. "You've gotten yourself into a lot of trouble.Yes,we are, do you have any idea who the St Patricks are?! They are one of the world's most powerful brothers.James is one of the most powerful businessmen in the world, and you destroyed his automobile,therefore he wants you to pay him back. Tommy St Patrick,his older brother is not someone you should meet" Paz's pupils dilated .

"That means we have to have a rematch. How about it, Jay?" "I do not mind." Liam's office door suddenly knocked hard from the outside. "Who's that" Liam mutters. He shouted toward the door. "Enter!" One of Liam's men, Patrick Wayne, sticks his head in a crack in the door after hearing Liam's order to come in. "Patrick, do you work weekends?" asked Liam surprised. Patrick is the number one computer expert in Franzine Industry. He was once offered a job at the Pentagon, America, but refused on health grounds and chose to work at Franzine Industry.

Cormac signed to himself but said, “No, there are no skeletons in my closet.” Sam lunged at Cormac and punched him hard. Cormac just accepted the blow passively, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. “Sam, calm down.” Brendan intervened. “Mr. Brighthall, I’m sorry for this. It’s up to you if you want to kill or torture me,” said Cormac. “So you would rather die than reveal anything.” “Yes,” replied Cormac with a smile. Brendan clearly understood that it had been meaningless for him to come here. Perhaps he was here just to see Cormac and give him one last chance.

Cormac even thought of leaving some of his influence behind after retiring. This way, he could still have some power over decisions. He thought he could remind Lucas that not just anyone could do his job well. Therefore, Cormac remained calm after receiving the note. He was already so used to handling his daughter's troubles. Cormac strode into his lounge and asked Pedro, "Is it drunk driving again? Don't you know how to handle it?" "It's not drunk driving." Pedro still seemed out of it.

A dark shape emerging from the snow, broad and unyielding. Liam. He moved like fury given form, cold, precise, unstoppable. Kai was at his side, his expression grim, and behind them, four more of Liam’s warriors fanned out in formation. The Darius patrol froze. Even they could sense the shift in power. “Step away from her,” Liam said, his voice steady and deadly. One of the guards sneered. “This is Alpha Darius’s territory. Rogue grounds. You have no right…” Liam’s fist connected with his jaw before the sentence finished. The man hit the ground hard, snow bursting up around him.

This place had the least concentration of guard and also the longest route to get out of the pack. Since I wanted to escape undetected, I had chosen this path after a lot of consideration. Considering how intelligent Alpha Kyle was, there was no way I was going to be able to fool him. At this time, I could only pray to the moon goddess to let Alpha Kyle think I had taken east or north which were the two fastest routes out of the pack. Though I was gambling with my life for him not to find out quickly, there was nothing I could do if he found out quickly.

Mac smiled. Indianna nodded shyly. "You too," she said quickly, not liking being called Luna. "I'm relieved Greyson finally has someone to calm his bloody anger issues," Mac teased. "I do not have anger issues," Greyson snapped. Kirstie chuckled. "Let's go, Mac," she said. "Hope you like the room, Indianna!" The two of them walked away, and Greyson looked down at Indianna. "You're so shy around new people," he muttered, shaking his head.

"May I introduce my fiancé, Edward Bryce Carmichael Spencer?" Pat smirked " Are you sure there isn't another name in there? I remember a few you were called when at the academy." Cy extended his hand. "I'm Cyrus Perry, but Cy is fine." Bryce shook his hand, ignoring Pat. "Edward or Bryce. Nice to meet you."