Vincent Sinclair Novels & Stories

more reminders that the Sinclair name still carried a certain… reputation in Dakota. I hated them. And I was pretty sure they hated me just as much. But business was business, and the sooner they stopped acting like they didn’t need me too, the sooner we could wrap this up. “We’re simply not convinced the risk is worth the return,” Vincent said, swirling the dark liquid in his glass. “Your operations have been… noisy lately. That sort of attention makes partners nervous.” My head henchwoman, standing just behind my right shoulder, shifted slightly. “The terms we’ve offered are more than generous,” she said. “Exclusive access to the eastern corridors, priority on product movement, and a clean

“No you're not Azarael's dog, you're the daughter of Lilly Agatha Sinora, the seventh keeper of the Thestryn valley—” “—I hate that name!” “But you're tied to it.” “No,” Violet frowned, “I am not, not unless Lilly Agatha Sinora lives.” “Even if she live not, she had a name many remember, and she has a child who is called Violet.” A glow appeared in Violet's eyes and she said, “What if Violet disappears?” Piggy shrugged before going to sit on the furniture he sat on earlier, “Its impossible, even if you change your name, your hair colour won't change I'll still call you Violet.”

He gives me a smile and grabs my hand. (What’s your name mate?) he asks curiously. (I’m Mila Gibson and you?) I ask. (That’s a beautiful name. I’m Adam Thompson.) He replies. (What pack are you from Adam?) I ask innocently. (I’m the future beta of the Crescent Moon Pack.) He says proudly. I pull my hand away from him slowly, and he looks at me confused. (Is something wrong?) He asks confused. (I’m sorry, but I have plans and this is not part of them.) I whisper.

" What if I collapse all of a sudden? You won't be able to lead my organization? Have you forgotten this santinos family's fate will be rested on your shoulder when I retired or meet my death? " " I'm sorry Boss " Maximo didn't reply. He only clenched his jaw and look away. After a long drive of silence, The chauffeur finally pulled the shiny limousine into the wide grandiose garage of Maximo Santino's Villa. He has many four certain villas which he names after the cardinal direction. West, east, north and South. That is his main villa where he use as homes, Although he own many other Houses that he had stop counting already years ago.

she shrugs and turns back to Nixon who takes the tree steps he'd taken up the stairs until he was back on the ground level then walked around her to my side. "Viviana Harper is really my mate" his tone is low sending chills in some uncertain way down my spine. Nixon takes me completely by surprise when he takes my hand in his, sending a wave of sparks and heat up my hand tell its spread through my whole body. I tighten my hold on his hand and give it to small squeezes and if to tell him I've got him and I don't even know what it is I'm trying to give him strength for.

It holds the names of the women whos lives I'm going to destroy and Alpha or not I'm fucking terrified. I pick it up and twirl it around in my hand. How can a single sheet of paper feel so heavy? How can a single piece of paper hold such little information and yet hold the power to destroy lives, five of them to be exact. I take a deep breath as my heart pounds inside my chest before finally opening it up and taking in the names as I feel sweat coat my brow. Ava Sinclaire Opal Thomas Holly Smith Jenny Harlow Victoria Jackson

My hand is still in his and although it's holding mine tightly, it's as though he's being careful not to hurt me, even though his other one is clamped on the steering wheel with white knuckles, reminding me once again that not only do I not know this guy, but he's part of a group that has enemies capable of kidnapping me and an ally, if that's what that other man could be called, that can cause a car accident and hurt two large men, without a thought. And actually, what happened earlier in our room? How can I only have thought about this now? As if it wasn't weird that Cain ordered us into the bathroom and then we listened to some sort of altercation. What happened to that person/people who

“What do you mean, gone?” Ozouf asked, his eyes flashing angrily. “What I said: she is gone. I have no idea where she is, or how she escaped,” Vivian said casually, shrugging. It was the wrong thing to do. Immediately, Ozouf's cheeks flushed, and his facial muscles became rigid as he stomped towards her. Grabbing her by her collar, he jerked her close to his face, gritting his teeth as he said, “I told you to keep an eye on them,” his voice slowly grew louder, “I mentioned to you that she would be tricky!” Now he was close to screaming, “I TOLD YOU THAT IF YOU LET HER GO—” His sentence was cut off by the sound of knocking. Throwing Viv to the ground, he straightened his clothes, and began wa

I can’t afford to let Mum find out I’m a pornstar. I have to find a way to keep Jameson’s mouth shut for good… no matter how slutty I have to get. The way Jameson was staring at me told me he knew exactly what I was thinking, and something told me he was going to make me work very hard to keep him quiet. Game on, Stepbrother.

Dante taunted as I delivered a sharp punch to the pad on his palm. “I haven’t slept yet. The Sinclair girl’s been missing for three days now. I even traveled up north to see if my family’s business partners had anything to do with it. Dr. Sinclair is desperate to find her daughter. One of my relatives was her patient, so they turned to us specifically.” “Dr. Sinclair?” My punches faltered as recognition dawned. Dr. Sinclair was my mom’s therapist, which immediately heightened my interest. “Yes, the Chief Director of Psychiatry at Bryston Hospital.” Ivan pulled out his phone and displayed a photograph. “Here’s her photo.”