Steven Collier Novels & Stories

Hector says as he holds him by the arm. The man looks down at his arm, making Hector retreat his hand quickly. "My name is Hunter Black. Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack of the North. You enslaved my sister. I am only here to take her back. Your death and the downfall of your pack are not of my concern." he says, making Alpha Hector DiMarco's eyes widen in shock.

“I almost forgot to introduce myself. I’m Sherriff Gustav Bernard, from the Sapphire Mountain PD.” That was all Steven needed to know as all the fight left his body and he looked up at Gustav in horror. “Now, be a good boy and pack your stuff, will you? I don’t think this hospital will be needing your services anymore.” “P-please…” Steven managed to stutter out. “Oh? What was that?” Gustav pretended to have difficulty hearing as he placed his hand on his earlobe. “You want me to make this video viral on social media?” Steven Hallow didn’t need any more invitation. Scrambling on all fours, he all but crawled away from us before getting up on his feet and running for his dear life.

That single sight killed the remnant of affection I held for my girlfriend—or rather, my ex-girlfriend. Steven, responding in kind, wrapped his arm around Charlotte's waist with a smug look on his face. "Men who sponge off women will never amount to anything." I narrowed my eyes and offered a chilling, mirthless laugh. "You think you're better than me, huh, Mr. Zimmerman?" Steven watched me set myself up and roared with delight. "Of course! I landed the deal in Barovia for Ward Group, while all you ever did was sleep your way to the top with Charlotte. Keeping a gigolo like you here is a total waste of company resources!"

Damon Valentino ~•~ The next morning, I woke up with an email from the office of the dean and I knew things were about to get much worse. ‘From: officeofthedeannyc@g***l.com To: profvalentino@yahoo.com Date: 7 Dec 2023, 06:17 Good day,

Colin rubbed his temples, feeling a wave of exhaustion. "The entire tech department quit?" Colin's voice was ice-cold as he interrogated Steven. Steven stood trembling in front of the desk, cold sweat beading on his forehead. "Yes, Mr. Fuller. There's not a single one left. They all submitted their resignations." Colin violently swept the documents off his desk, creating a thunderous crash. "Useless! You're all useless! Such a big company and you can't even retain employees!" Steven fell silent, not even daring to breathe.

I could deal with all the shit out there just not with anyone fucking with her. Steven Taylor is a dirty cop who's been playing both sides of the fence. He'd been feeding my guys Intel, which, he wasn't the only cop I owned I owned plenty, some in very high positions even up to the mayors' office and beyond. But it seems he'd also been selling information to the Staccos.

A stunning young woman huffs, folding her arms across her chest, looking at the three of us most unpleasantly. “I’m...” I start to say, but she holds out her hand, making me close my mouth quickly. “I know who you are.” She narrows her eyes at the three of us. “I know who all of you are, Luna Ashleigh Blackwood, Beta Daniel Richmond, and Gamma Eric Stephans. You are all a long way from home.”

“It’s about you and Ziva.” That made him pause. “Ziva?” he repeated, placing his sword gently against the sideboard. “What about her?” “I saw you both earlier,” Nivera said. “I was... watching from the corridor. You looked comfortable with her. You laughed. You seemed close.” Valerian looked unimpressed as he disrobed, folding his tunic and setting it aside. “Nothing important. We talk. She’s my Beta.” He moved to the side of the bed, expecting the conversation to end there, but Nivera didn’t stop. Her voice was soft but persistent.

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."

I felt sorry for the hired help manning the grill in a full chef get-up including the funny folded hat thing-it was a hundred degrees out here. Veronica whispered into my ear, "Which one is he?" But before I could respond, Beck piped up to answer for me. "Look who I found, West." Collier had been standing at the edge of the pool with his back facing us, but the moment he turned around, his eyes connected with mine and held that connection intently. He never so much as glanced at Ronnie or Trish. The right side of his mouth inched up in a half-smile, but just as he went to speak, one of the other guys tackled him and took them both into the water.