Steve Harrington Novels & Stories

GENERAL POV It was Friday, the eve of Benjamin Harrington's birthday. Harrington is the chairman and founder of Harrington's Group International and the father of Elliot, the CEO. The company premises wore a festive look inside and out as the board of directors declared Friday a "no work day." So that a mini-party could be held in the chairman's honor. The entryways were lined with pre-lit miniature lanterns and oversized decorations. Targeted areas in the offices had large photographs of Benjamin Harrington displayed on them. A cluster of colorful balloons with ribbons attached to them dangled upside down from the ceiling.

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

Maximo’s look is intense as his eyes linger on my exposed thighs for a moment before he laughs a little. He grabs my hands and Santino grabs the other. I startle at the unexpected touch, heat warms up my cheeks and settles on both of my palms. “ Let’s go, Sammy, we are already late.” Santino Says as they both pull me along. A helicopter is already waiting for us outside. Maximo takes the front with the pilot, while Santino pulls me in the back with him. “You see, because of you we have to use a helicopter, I don’t want you fainting because you saw my dragon.” Santino whispers in my ear and I shiver.

His friends immediately hooted at him for getting rejected. Sighing, I turned away to look at the swimmers. To my avail, they had their eyes fixed on me, even Zachariah. His Adam apple bobbing up and down as he starred at me with those beautiful hooded eyes that had got me captivated. He hastily turned around, showing his chiseled back to me. “Let the tournament of 2022 begin.” The boy---Hades, yelled in the mic, the huge crowd erupted in cheers. The thumping of the music getting louder and louder by each passing minute.

We arrived at the Harrington Center, a towering, modern building that radiates prestige and influence. Mr. and Mrs. Harrington were already at the head of the extended mahogany table as we entered the elegantly appointed conference room, displaying a blend of curiosity and anticipation in their expressions. Olivia was also in attendance, projecting an air of composure, though her gaze hinted at a touch of doubt. "Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Harrington," I said respectfully. "Allow me to introduce my colleagues, Carlo Xavier, our Chief Information Officer, and Eric Martinez, my Executive Assistant."

The crowd gasps in horror at the news and conversations start up between little groups when my father raises his hand. "Unfortunately that is not the worst of the news I have to share." He gestures to a man beside him to stand and take the podium. "Hello, my name is Gamma Harrison Kyle of the Summer Valley Pack." He looks broken over the loss of his Alpha and Luna and I'm surprised my father has allowed him here when he should be looking for the rogues that killed them. "When the rogues contacted us to tell the Alpha where to go, he tasked me with protecting his only child and our new Alpha, Cateline. He asked me to bring her here knowing Alpha Abaddon would protect her and aid her if the wo

The waves crashed mercilessly against the side of the vessel, and Alexandro stood at the helm, soaked to the bone, his cloak heavy with rain. His eyes scanned the endless stretch of sea ahead, as if by some miracle, Serena would appear from the mist. His wolf, Ravik, was restless inside him, growling with frustration and fear. Every second that passed without a trace of her was unbearable.

He has the hottest groan in the world and I hope to the moon that I never hear it again. I honestly can’t wait for you guys to come back because I can’t face Miss. Weathers alone. All the love and please don’t judge to hardly (Killer). Hailstorm _______________________________________________________________ RESPONSE TO FROM: Lacy.Lace.Graham@Tomlinson.com