Tex Sawyer Novels & Stories

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.

Emily Warner “So what brings you to the dating sites?” I ask trying to change the subject. “Just trying to get to meet new people, I guess.” He says as the waiter comes in to take the order. I remember Carter telling me that’s code for a guy when he wants to have casual sex. But Jacob said on the dating profile that he was looking for someone to date? “So, what do you do?’ I ask as the waiter leaves after taking our order. “I am a lawyer but I am also a part time scuba instructor.” He says nicely but it wasn’t the same anymore.

[Zedd, help me look into this Paige Sawyer. ***

Daisy stood beside her car, the file still clutched tightly in her hand, its weight a tangible reminder of the choice laid before her. Twenty billion dollars, a sum that could rewrite her life's narrative in a single stroke, yet its acquisition tethered to a morally tangled web. 'This is no way Seth Nathaniel would allow me to do this...unless we could use the money to pay off the investors that are threatening to leave MetaX, his late father's company.' Daisy Hunter's thoughts raced as she stepped into her black sedan SUV. "I need to talk to Allison Melody before I even make my decision." Daisy Hunter muttered to herself as she swerved the car towards her home.

Tory stood up from her bed still tired and unhappy and walked slowly to the bathroom to get ready for the day. After taking her bath, brushing her teeth, putting on her clothes and carrying her bag sadly, she went to the park to get a bus so she could go back to school. It has been a long, sad, and painful emergency break and she needed to get away from her family and distract herself from the fact that the love of her life has left her and that she is now on her own.

he said, “Do you know how dangerous it is. Even for wolves and you’re just a human,” “Thanks for saving my life. I’m grateful for that, but you don’t have to worry about me,” The man gazing at me as if I’m a wonder. “Who are you? Why are you here?” I asked. “I’m Alex and I live around here,” he said. “What’s your name?” he asks me. “Serena,” “Serena, where are you from?” The way he said my name, made my heart race. “I’m from Silver Fangs pack,”

There is no heart for me like yours. Maya Angelou Sarah and Pete had finally finished running the blood sample and they were sat at Sarah’s desk ready to compare the results on her computer screen. It was the early hours of the morning and Sarah’s eyes felt gritty with tiredness. She scrolled down the screen to find the results from the original crime scene to compare against the new one when a name caught her eye. ‘Harris.’ Pete noticed her frowning at the screen.