Tex Sawyer Novels & Stories

"You are acting sus, be natural," Kira whispered. Rachel flashed Kira a bright smile as they neared the giant facility. "Hey, Tate!" "Mrs Jensen." Tate acknowledges with a nod before gazing at Kira. "Hi, Tate." Kira grinned, "I'm the new intern, and she is my supervisor. She is showing me around." Tate grasped the ID in his hand, accessed it, and nodded. "Of course. Sorry for keeping you waiting." He stepped back from the door and let them in.

"Well, is there something I can do to help?" "With the hunt? No." "Why not? I'm sure Katia needs it." Sawyer lifted his gaze to hers. "Katia is fully trained and one of our best trackers. She'll be fine." "Might I remind you I saved us countless times last year with my determination and skills in combat?" "Yeah," Sawyer stated. "And that determination also almost got you killed." Waverly sighed—he had a point. "Alright fine, what about at Tillbury's?" Sawyer stood up and gathered their dishes. "I'd love that," he said, kissing her forehead. He backed up into the door leading into the kitchen and pushed it open with his foot, disappearing into the next room.

A loud meow could be heard coming from outside and I glanced at Sawyer and giggled. "Your Tabby is still in the area woohoo," I teased. Sawyer grinned and said his goodbye as he strode quickly out of the room. Axel was confused and looked at us for answers. "Sawyer's mate has discovered him and she is a werecat named Tabitha," Atticus told him. "Well damn, looks like you're the third wheel," Axel chuckled, causing my dad to flip him off. He had gone to the window to watch Sawyer below. "How certain is he that the female can be trusted?" Atticus asked me, turning from the window.

His voice was low and steady as he said, "Mrs. Pearson, you mustn't lose hope." "Kate, come here." Connor beckoned her closer. "Let me introduce you. This is my daughter, Kate. Kate, this is Sawyer Burton, one of my students." The man turned around, his eyes meeting Kate's. He gave a slight nod. "Nice to meet you. I'm Sawyer Burton." Kate returned a gentle smile. "Nice to meet you, too. I'm Kate Pearson." "Sawyer is now CEO of a pharmaceutical company. He's done very well for himself," Connor said proudly.

she added, glad Jessi was around for that. "Tyler?" Ted scrunched his face, trying to tell if he was supposed to know who that was. "Tsk, forgive me," Sofia apologized, placing an arm on his shoulder. "Tyler is my son. I adopted him from the orphanage I stayed at, while over there in New Mexico." "Oh wow, that's beautiful," Ted praised. "I admit I always got that motherly vibe from you, plus I'm sure he's in good company," Ted added, his eyes shifting to Tanya as she approached.

I know my parents couldn’t have another kid, let alone two. I share a confused look with my brothers, who are frowning at the scene before them. I know they want to ask the same questions I do. But before I can ask Dad, Sawyer comes out carrying a plate of steaks to Dad. “Grams said to deliver you your meat now that I’m off the phone.” Sawyer walks out wearing a navy skater dress with black leggings underneath and brown flat knee-high boots. Her rainbow hair is pulled up into a high ponytail. I feel my cock grow to life at the sight of her.

Sawyer, helpless, had to pick up his phone, "The heavy rain in Solaris is due to the influence of the typhoon. They've issued a notice of suspension. Even if you wait all night, you probably won't find a car." Candice didn't move, and Sawyer could only say, "You can check it on your phone if you don't believe me." She opened her phone, and indeed, it was as he had said. She hesitated for a moment and looked in the direction of Alex. Sawyer sighed, "You used to be an employee of Aether Corporation. Mr. Elysian won't be so cruel as to leave you here." Coincidentally, Alex finished the call and walked over, his expression cold and indifferent.

Like it used to. Sawyer arrives with that familiar storm energy, part charm, part chaos, holding a gift bag in one hand and a giant plush Tigger in the other. “I would like it officially noted,” he announces, “that I am the best godfather.” Cole snorts. “You brought a stuffed animal bigger than the baby.” “Exactly,” Sawyer says, dead serious. “Aiden needs to understand the hierarchy.” Aiden reaches for the plush immediately with grabby little hands, then gets distracted by Sawyer’s watch. “Yep,” Sawyer says, watching him with pride. “He’s got taste.”

“We can start our collaboration now, Mr. Grant.” After she hung up, the screen of her phone went dark. Then, it lit up again with a new text. [Have you gone to bed? Sawyer said he’s drunk, so he’s resting at mine.] The attached picture showed Sawyer naked, his back reddened by scratches from long nails.

"Mr. Pratt, this is Torven Pryce. It's been too long." Sawyer chuckled. "Mr. Pryce, it's been a while. What's up?" Torven Pryce, the deputy mayor, kept going. "Are you free right now? How about we grab coffee and have a chat?" Sawyer turned him down politely. "I'm kind of tied up with something. I probably can't make it." Torven let out a sigh. "Alright, calling works then. Are you alone over there?" Sawyer looked at Wyatt, covered the mic, and told Sam to gag him. Sam found a towel nearby, bunched it up, and shoved it in Wyatt's mouth.