Novel & Cerita Thomas & Friends Connor

“Mr. Connor was once Rothesay’s business emperor and the richest man in Rothesay. He has been under a lot of investigation recently and has caused a huge commotion. Who wouldn’t know about him?” Charlotte then asked, “Now, tell me, do you think he’ll be in big trouble?” Mr. Jameson’s eyes dimmed as he responded truthfully, “It depends on the person who wants to bring Mr. Connor down. To what extent does this person want to finish this? Sigh! I’ve lived such a long life that I understand such matters quite thoroughly. Anyone who can threaten Mr. Connor’s status must be someone extremely influential and prestigious. Such a big-timer is literally a God to ordinary people like us. If he’s determ

The license plate is a bit grainy but it shows. Connor’s voice turns grim. “The van’s registered under Thomas Evan.” I feel Issa’s fear before she even speaks. “Did Thomas kidnap my sister?” I clench my jaw. “Calm down,” I tell her. “I’ll sort it out.” “No, Dante! We have to call the police…” “No police,” I snap. “You know how this works.” Her lips part, hurt flickering across her face, but I can’t afford to soften right now. I turn to Connor instead. “Did you get that new file on Thomas?”

"Let me get this straight, you fired my friends, who have been with the pack for their entire lives, to bring in a large family of bears, several of which have dealt drugs to our pups, and promoted one of them to the second top position in a wolf pack?" "Well, son, it sounds bad when you put it like that..." Luther was still talking when Connor ended the call. Maybe it was time he got his teeth stuck into a new project. Maybe he just needed a clean start? Whatever the reason, Connor walked out of his room in a daze. He moved down the hall until he reached the door on the end and knocked. When Damon answered a few moments later, Connor was ready for him. "Count me in." He said, solemnly shaki

“Connor's expecting us. He's clearing out his roommate for the night so we can talk privately.” “Can we trust him?” Marcus asks, ever cautious. “He has no love for my father.” Warren pockets his phone. “And he owes me several favors. So yes, we can trust him.” We take the stairs to the third floor. Connor is waiting by his apartment door— a lanky wolf with shaggy brown hair and cautious eyes. He nods at Warren, then looks at the rest of us with barely concealed nervousness. “You're really doing this?” he asks quietly. “Going against Alpha Rowan?”

"I know what real monsters look like, Connor. You're not one of them." He'd wanted to believe her. God, how he'd wanted to. The floorboards creaked behind him. Connor spun around, his body tensing automatically—another inheritance from his father, the constant readiness for violence. But it was just Finn, his best friend since childhood, the one person in Moonlight Cove who knew the whole truth.

The day had been long, and the night promised to be longer. Cord was the main attraction; he and the female that was caught between shooting daggers at him with her eyes and mooning over him, that shit was making my teeth hurt. The kid had proven himself to be more of a bottomless pit than Ty by eating me out of house and home all afternoon, while the women fawned all over him like he was three. Connor was understandably preoccupied with his woman and their unborn child, and we'd already had a meeting, all of us, about the need to protect them at all cost.

I hope that tomorrow is a little more relaxing! When I woke up in the morning it was an empty place beside me. I must say I was a little disappointed to wake up alone. Although I really don't have to guess where he is. With his cousin being in town I know they are probably in another meeting. I found out that Connor runs the Irish mob and is currently in a war with Brent. You see he doesn't make friends anywhere at all. He kidnapped one of Connor's men and the man's family. As if that was bad enough he executed them all including the family dog. So now I can understand why Connor is out for blood! Enough sad thoughts for one day I need to find Robyn so we can talk and I can see the baby!

The majority of the group steps back to give us room, and the three men push their way to the front. "Phillip." Thomas points towards a tall guy, decent looking, with light blonde hair and blue eyes. He was pretty muscular and stood tall and proud. His eyes flick over me, sizing me up. I start kicking my shoes off as I take in the next man Thomas points towards. "Damien." He's shorter than Phillip, but still at least five eleven and with wide shoulders and big hands. His hair was black and styled back in a messy swoop. He had piercing dark grey eyes. I bet girls melted over him. "And finally, our most promising new wolf, Connor." Connor is the only one who smiles at me. He's tall and a littl

Alpha Jeremy held his gaze for a long moment. Then nodded. "Understood. They're yours." Lord Castellan turned to Grace and me. "Connor, I need you to understand something. The immediate threat to Grace is over. The assault failed. Thomas is dead. You're safe to be newly mated, to build your relationship, to have the future you fought for." "But—" I could hear the 'but' coming.

He had been waiting for the perfect moment to express his deep feelings for Annah, and tonight felt just right. As the night wore on, the conversation flowed effortlessly. The smiles, the joy, and the camaraderie among friends set the stage for something beautiful. Finally, after a hearty meal and with a heart full of courage, Connor stood up from his seat. All eyes turned to him as he cleared his throat. "I want to say something," Connor began, his voice filled with warmth and sincerity. Martha, Annah, and the rest of their friends looked at him, their curiosity piqued. Connor turned his gaze toward Annah, who sat beside him, her eyes wide with anticipation.