Steve Harrington Novels & Stories

His tone was grazed with sarcasm. Harold scoffed and turned away from the window. "You must have really grown up Matteo Rodriguez…Seeing as you doesn't sneak up like a thief behind me…" Matteo laughed. "What brings you here this time?" Harold asked as he stepped away from the window and lowered himself into a seat. "Don't tell me you have given up already?"Matteo shakes his head. Harold has always been a chicken. Little wonder Lucas always won him. "Whose fault it is we are here right now? Huh? You can't even put one woman under control, how dare you think of leading the vampire clan?" Harold slammed at him.

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.

Hence, when they reached the stage and stood at the mic, Tyler only clapped his hands and stepped backwards. Standing at the mic was the woman, and hence she spoke. “Good day, ladies and gentlemen, and of course, I greet every viewer watching this on TV at this moment. My name is Harshit, and I am the CEO of this notable charity organization to which Mr. Harrington will be donating his house.”

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.

Steve wore a sports jacket over a dark mock turtleneck that emphasized his broad shoulders and powerful chest. Ralph Smith addressed the group. "Folks, we're in for a real treat today. In case any of you've been living in a cave for the past couple of months, you need to know that our high school football team is undefeated, and much of the credit for that goes to this young man, Steve Hammer, team quarterback.

Thanus Morgan was an absolute jerk, and I could not stand him. Going back to Harrington would be great.

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

replied the person at the other end of the call before the call ended. Mr Wellington smiled and continued drying his hair as he got ready for bed. He had asked they get Steve Horn, the world's best hacker to handle Mrs Haward's man. He knew how Steve worked. Steve will not block the hacker in the system, but he will direct the hacker in the system to information he only wants the hacker to have. He intended to get Mrs Haward false information without her even realizing it.

Michael asked me still shocked. "I am your brother, I know everything about you, Lincoln," I replied and his anger was slowly replaced with anxiety. I couldn’t help but feel pity for my brother when I saw the pain in his eyes. This is why I don't want to answer his question as to why I hide the truth about our parent's death from him. During Lincoln's last year in the University, after he's done being the football team's waterboy and decided to go back to the locker room, he witnessed the captain of the football team sexually harassing the front girl of their cheerleading squad inside the private locker room for the football team. Lincoln interrupt them and save the girl but the captain wasn