Soa Quinn Novels & Stories

What did Adrian have to compare with Kirk? Besides, even if he was unwilling to admit it, he knew Kirk was the right person for Caroline. Quentin still couldn't believe it. How could someone as stubborn as Adrian give up just like that? "Tell me, why are you letting her go?" asked Quentin. With narrowed eyes, Adrian scrutinized Quentin through the screen. After a moment, he chuckled. "Do you know who her man is?" Quentin shook his head in response. "Who?" "Kirk Morrison, the CEO of SY Group."

I said, raising an eyebrow. “No, they failed to mention the fact that I am an Alpha's daughter just as much as you are an alpha born. The one difference is me being a woman in the land of men might seem to be different while there are Alphas that are women. My father seems to think otherwise when it comes to a matter that says alliance.” She said sarcastically, making me chuckle. “So yes, pardon me for having a sharp mouth on me. I cannot really help it. I am an alpha born just as much as you are. The one difference is I do not hide under commands. My command simply happens when I walk inside a room.”

Sora replied firmly, “Isn’t it obvious? So tell us, Mr. Ashbourne—what exactly are you planning?” Quinn’s face turned dark. After a brief silence, he suddenly let out a chilling laugh. Bloodshot eyes turned to Sora, and he said coldly, “What am I planning? Miss Johnson, shouldn’t you be the one who knows best? Maybe I should be asking you—why did you have people ambush Miss Raina Carrington?!” ***

The command center of QS Holdings was a marvel of near-future technology, a symphony of glowing holographic displays and silent, high-speed servers. In the center of the room, Olivia Reed stood like a conductor, her eyes tracking a dozen different data streams. This was her kingdom, the digital fortress from which she protected the legacy her father, Oliver, had built. Davina Quinton and Lionel Mack stood beside her, their presence adding a new layer of focus to the room. The air was thick with the scent of ozone and expensive coffee, the hum of the cooling systems providing a steady, rhythmic backdrop to the tactical discussion.

The Quinns might have been one of the richest family in the Capital, but in front of Soren, the business mogul, a genius in the world where others had to trend carefully, the Quinns were smart enough to understand their place. With just a wave of his hand, he could make their name and businesses to competely dissappear from the Capital, after all. " You must have heard about Tavian's and Seris's engagement, right?" As if it had just occurred to her, Mrs. Quinn spoke, wearing a wide smile, and at her words, I almost relaxed.. That was right. There was no way Soren Knight would have come looking for that nameless girl that he had a one-nightstand with a month ago.

Thea said. “I’m optimistic,” Quinn said. “I think this is needed, and if we do it right, it’s going to be very successful on all fronts.” They went through a few more business details. Then people started piling in for pack dinner. The triplets found Thea. “Quinn, these are my mates,” Thea said. “The future Alphas of New Dawn, Alaric, Conri, and Kai Valko.” She pointed to each one in turn then turned back to Quinn. “This is Quinn Alden. He’s going to be the manager of the bar.”

Screens flickered, data streamed, files opened, yet minutes and hours passed, but nothing tangible was found. “There is something here, Boss,” Alex said from his own system. I got up from my desk, almost breaking into a run. My eyes fixed on the screen as lines of information began to appear. “QUINN LEDGER” Basic profile; I read carefully, everything was clean and neatly structured. “Born—” I paused there; something felt off immediately. I turned to Alex, “Quinn was 24 when I met her, the date of birth here is supposed to be 1995, but it reads 1999.”

Quinn says starting to sound a little concerned about my pet name choices. “OK let me try again,” I say sliding my hands around his neck and pulling close so that our lips are almost touching. “How about My Love?” “Now that I can live with,” Quinn says smiling as he closes the gap between our lips. Unknown POV Oh for fuck sake, I watched as Meg led Quinn off somewhere to cool off or just be her slutty self and let him fuck her in the woods. I thought for sure that was going to work, but nooo, bitchy little Meg had to get in the way. I was sure that Quinn was going to pound the crap out of Matt. Which would have gotten Meg pissed at him and want nothing to do with him. It was easy enough to c

The drive to Owen’s ends too soon, and I have to repeat my it’s just dinner mantra over and over in my head. I didn’t plan on coming. I know better than to put something tempting in front of me. But then I ran into Quinn, who did such a good job of talking Owen up I’m starting to seriously suspect her of witchcraft. The next thing I know, she’s giving me his number and I’m agreeing that dinner and catching up would be nice since I didn’t really get to do it Sunday.

That kind of power can only be dreamed of by other people. What I am is a General conquering territories for my King, Quinn thinks of himself, relaxing even more into the cream revolving chair he’s sitting in as he smiles. To be honest, Quinn’s job as HOO goes way beyond ordinary business actvities. He has been the coordinator of a number of covert operations for Alphatech, most of which if the general public knows about will definitely lead to World War III.