Sinclair Characters Novels & Stories

“And you expect me to believe it was just a maid frightened by your face? Where is she? Show me this maid!” Sinclair’s voice reverberated across the walls, his anger a storm. This was his second chance, perhaps his last, to capture Lois. Failure meant punishment—unpredictable, perhaps even death—at the hands of Alpha Karl. The thought of that punishment was enough to fuel him with the hunger of a beast. “She must have gone down the stairs. I—I am sorry for alarming you unnecessarily,” the soldier stammered, his attempt at persuasion fragile. “I’ll search that room myself. Excuse me.” Sinclair brushed past, his tone final.

"This is a man's matter. When is it your turn to talk?" Jena suddenly shook her body and immediately closed her mouth without speaking. Everyone saw that even Charlie's appearance was useless, and their hearts immediately sank to the bottom of the valley. The only person here who can be relied on is Charlie, his father's name is useless, everyone else is not a goat waiting to be slaughtered. Charlie was speechless at this time and couldn't answer, stood there stunned, looking extremely awkward. At this moment, Allen Old's sharp eyes passed over Mark Susann and Charlie and the others, and saw a few beautiful beauties standing not far away, especially Charlie's girlfriend, Tom Hiddleston, with

I hope that we can get by all the stuff that has happened, and she will not hold it against me for disappearing. Scarlett got up and went to the bathroom to tidy herself up. I chucked on a pair of shorts and went into the kitchen to wash my hands and get a drink of water. I could hear small branches snapping outside. There must be a deer wandering around close again to the cabin as the branches snapping sounds like it is right outside my front door.

Scarlett My first week with the three Alphas was hell. I had tried to run away several times already, but I was unsuccessful. Someone always caught me and brought me back. I knew their names now. The dark-haired one was Lucian, the silver-haired one was Clay, and the dirty blonde was Maxwell. Of all of them, Clay was the least abusive. They made me sleep on the couch every night, but Clay was kind enough to give me a blanket even though the other two assholes gave him an earful. They said I was rude and needed to be disciplined. I knew my father did something to them, but how did that justify what they were doing to me? They called me a slut and claimed I rejected the bond but did not believ

“It’s life, I guess. Take care, Mr. Lethon. And don’t think too much about this.” It was an unnecessary suggestion, because I knew he’d think about it—for the rest of the day, perhaps the week. Outside, the cool air of the corridor hit me. As I made my way back toward class, I spotted Sinclair strolling down the hall in the company of two girls, his easy smile in place, his hands shoved casually into his pockets. The girls were laughing, one of them tapping his arm with obvious fondness. Oh, Levina would hate this. I slowed my steps just enough to watch them, the corner of my mouth curling in amusement. Sinclair was using his charm and popularity strategically; it was written all over him. A

Sinclair’s eyes flashed yellow. “I’m going to rip your head off,” he growled, canines elongated and he prepared to shift. “You think you can fucking kidnap my daughter and get away with it?” “Dad stop!” Evelina yelled, suddenly moving towards us. “Evelina stay back!” I said sharply, reprimanding her. Sinclair was so angry, his wolf might inadvertently hurt her! Then I’d have no choice but to kick his ass.

I looked at Kaia, “So you were trained like Sinclair?” “Yup, once upon a time we were Canary and Sin.” “Yeah, and Thalia, she was Kabar,” Sinclair said with a smile. I feel like I’m in a warped universe. Adrian comes up and starts messing with Kaia and Sinclair again. “Yeah, Canary and Sin. Little badass femme fatales, Aric. If Sinclair really is your sister, you could stand to learn a thing or two from her.” I smirked, “Sinclair, do you still have the gun?”

Sinclair, the first person that came to Autumn’s mind was Keith. Did the Sinclair heir really have that much free time to wait for her in a café? Selena tugged on Autumn’s arm and whispered, "Autumn, the Mr. Sinclair he’s talking about—could it be that Sinclair?" "Probably." Autumn nodded. "You know the Sinclair heir?" Autumn thought for a moment, then shook her head. "Not really. My uncle saved him once. That’s about it. I don’t really know him." That didn’t count as knowing him?

Lisa taunted him. Lisa specifically hooked up with Sinclair in the past because he was Kai's class mate once. She assumed that she could get closed to Kai using Sinclair. But turned out that Sinclair hates Kai whom he could never defeat, neither in the exams, or now. Kai is a multi billionaire, while Sinclair is scaping for the crumbs left behind by Kai. Sinclair gritted his teeth in annoyance. "So what if he is here? You think I am scared of him?" he snapped angrily, his ego bruised.

Sinclair whines for the thousandth time tonight, hugging my body to his with his head hanging on my shoulder, and a small laugh leaves my mouth as I comb my fingers through his hair, saying, "I know that and I don't want to leave either, but we both know I don't have a choice. I have to get in before Vincent returns. " "I know that, " he groans, pulling away with a pout. "I need to talk to your brother, Ashley. I don't think I can handle this secret thingy. It's fucking frustrating. " he hisses and I can't help the chuckle that slips through my lips. Here is Sinclair Leovough, the man that claims to be everything, but romantic, acting so damn clingy and I'm living for the moment. With that s