Tricky X Hank Novels & Stories

Spencer dialed a number and when the person picked up, he asked, "what's going on Hank? Have you made any progress?" "Yes, sir," Hank replied. "I have both of them where I want and it's just a matter of time, probably a few days and you will get the results you want." "I have no doubts," Spencer replied, "you came highly recommended by my brother so I trust in your abilities and oh, try to keep Lizzy as busy as possible. I don't want her to have the time to even think about me." "Consider it done," Hank replied. When he ended the call, Spencer helped Tisha into the aircraft and said, "Hank is a master of seduction. He is very young though and good-looking too. I heard he's very good at what

“My father demanded that she remain as my secretary. And you know what that means to me.” Thiago took a deep breath before answering. “Yes. I know what you’re thinking.” The silence that followed was heavy. “She has nothing to do with that,” Thiago finally said. “And she never did.” “Are you sure?” Nathan shot back coldly. “Absolutely,” Thiago replied without hesitation. “Hanna joined the company as an intern after the scandal. Precisely to avoid any association.” Nathan frowned. “Then why does my father trust her so much?”

“I was the one who sponsored you when you just became a gang leader two years ago. That’s how you grew to your current status! Hank, we’re friends; if you spare me, you can take it as you returning that favor. Please!” Upon seeing this, Lily lunged over and pressed her body against Hank while she crooned. “Hank, he’s the one who owes you money, not me. Let me go. If you do, I’ll do whatever you want. I can make you so happy…” Hank just slapped her, and half of her face started swelling. “Stop flirting with me. I have plenty of places to send people like you!” Then, he turned to Milo without any emotion in his eyes. “As for you, I’ve done plenty of dirty things for you over the past few years

I could barely see what I was stepping on or over, which, from the smell, was probably a blessing in disguise. Hank went straight to his computer, sat down, and started typing with a speed so quick, I could barely follow. Using keyboard commands, he made the screen flash through several different websites, occasionally with a black box appearing for him to write in commands. I didn’t understand any of it, but I tried to pretend like I did. I didn’t want Hank to pull a fast one on me. This was a lot of money I was offering up. I worried Hank might just steal everything.

A stink bug that just happens to be flying over the freeway when a semi-truck barrels down the road and smacks right into him, smearing him all over the—well, now I know why I don’t have cool powers. I turn away from the table, fake smile disappearing from my face the moment my back is turned. James Hills has a wife. A wife who just found out she’s expecting a baby boy. I know because she told me when I saw her at the farmer’s market just a few days ago. “Getting comfy over there?” Logan asks, eyes going to Tommy, who’s sitting at the bar, and then back to me. “What?” “You two seemed friendly.” I wrinkle my nose. “I guess? I talk to all my customers. I get better tips that way.”

Christopher knocked on the red room door. “Yeah!” a guy yelled. Christopher cracked the door open to see Hank with his dark hair disheveled and lying on his back while the big lump in the white sheet covering his lower half was moving up and down. “Uh, hey, Cootie is . . . ready to go.” “Mmm. All right, man. Let me finish up,” Hank groaned. “Sorry to rush, baby, but it sounds like you need to go ahead and finish me off.”

Julie watched them nervously, phone in hand. "Max, my man!! So glad I met you here," Hank said. He was a terrifying man. His body and face were heavily scarred as if they were evidence of some war he had been in. "And who might you be?" Hank turned his attention to me. "She's nobody!" Another vandal whispered something to Hank. His eyes widened. "Ah, is this the little bird I keep hearing about rolling around town with you, Max? What a gorgeous little girl! So fragile, so breakable," Hank said, his smile disappearing slowly as he said each word. The last few words sounded like a threat.

Wendy was her nemesis! Just then, Hank ran over and groveled in front of Lilian. "Aunt Lilian, I'm sorry." Lilian grabbed Hank by his collar. "Hank, what on earth happened? Why did Trish end up in the room instead of Wendy?" Hank tried to recall the events, his face troubled. "Aunt Lilian, I can't remember clearly. I think I saw Mr. Hawk, and then Trish came in. I… I inhaled the scent from the room, and my desires took over. I couldn't tell who was who anymore."

Hence, he treated Julien courteously and politely. Meanwhile, Julien knew that Hank was Harrison's trusted henchman. Warming up to him and recruiting him would be a great help for his future succession. Hence, he replied cordially, "Thanks for your hard work, Hank. I hope Royce and I won't cause you any trouble." "Oh, no..." Hank quickly said, "You're here to give us orders. We haven't made any actual progress during our time here, but with your arrival, we might just achieve a breakthrough!"

"Xander, ~Now that you know the truth… As your savior, I could only wish one thing… … Please, let me go!~ -Hannah"