Virgil Hawkins Novels & Stories

“I have the upper hand, Mr. Hawkins.” She leans forward and says, “Remember Carl Hoover? The technician who worked in one of your factories and was about to expose you?” The smile disappears from Vincent’s face and he looks shocked. “He was killed at the bridge, right?” Scarlett recalls. “With his wife and son? His mother used to work at your mansion. Miranda Hoover.” “How the hell do you know this?” Vincent demands.

I questioned, and he turned his attention around, fixing his gaze on a young man engaged in conversation with his friends while they sat around a table to drink. “What’s your name!” I shouted, striding towards the young man. The music abruptly ceased, and all attention was drawn to me, but I paid no heed. As I closed in, I brought my hand down forcefully on the table, causing it to shatter, and I seized the young man by his collar. “Cornelius—my name is Cornelius,” he stammered, struggling to speak as I tightened my grip around his neck, nearly crushing it. "Alpha Hawthorne, you're killing him," Rogers interjected from behind me, the fear evident among everyone present. Yet, I remained unfaz

He was even generous enough to offer his men’s services once if he should ask. Twenty-two years ago, he used their services when he asked for help finding a man to cause an accident that would make Rosemary deliver early, as well as the whole process of faking the baby’s death and bribing healthcare workers. The cunning man, Mortimer Huntchinson was able to investigate Vergil Winchester before he accepted Osmond’s challenge. He knew that Vergil was already old and would soon retire. He wouldn’t have to wait for Vergil to pass on the deed to Osmond for years. Still, he was not in a rush to collect. He could still play other people.

"Agents! Code red! Someone hacked the US government's website. They've been uploading some virus that can't be deleted and there are pornographic photos and videos popping up on the site." "What the fuck is happening?" Detective Fox asked as Agent Violet just looked annoyed as hell. The computer screens showed Hacker Alert on each one of them. Even Violet's tablet was corrupted. A very skilled hacker has entered the program and they can only rely on a man that has the ability to take down any computer bug at any minute. It was Phytos. Agent Violet's one and only brother.

Quantico Marine Base, Virginia. Colonel Harlon Morgan was a career military man stationed six and a half hours from Huntington, WV. The distance could have been worlds away. He didn’t know his daughter existed. Doc had set up a meeting explaining that his lab had important findings to share. Dr. Sawyer was a bigger deal than any of us understood. He had a visiting physician’s permit at several area hospitals as a disguise to collect genome samples from enhanced humans for his lab, a lab known for its groundbreaking techniques and scientific research.

"I'm just keeping things real. If we don't find a way to defeat Desmond then we're all fucked." "Flannigan, too," Roberto adds. "That rat bastard is the one who caused this whole mess." Sean Flannigan used to be my father's lawyer and closest confidant who helped oversee the family business for years and years. Since before I was born. After our father died and Connor stepped up, one of the first things he did was fire Sean. The man is a weasel. Completely sneaky and untrustworthy. And, he's the one who ran off to Ireland and informed my uncle about what was happening here in Chicago. Needles to say, he's on all of our shit lists.

"I should praise you for acting too well and being very smart." Selina didn't know what the man was talking about, but she was so calm that she said it didn't seem like anything was going on. “Do you want to go out?” Robert Evans is a serial killer. He tricks and kills a lot of girls. Every time he killed, Robert Evans dismembered his body in so many ways. Robert Evans is a brilliant, caring man. He always knew how to hide in this city. He thought he was being approached by Selina when he didn't pay attention and denounced him, so he brought the Police here.

I watch with glee as blood the color of tar splatters everywhere. Without a thought, I move close to one of the hives and hover my hand over their bodies. The locusts move with my movements but do not attack. Curious, I try it several times with the same results. I’m so entranced by all of the death that I don’t realize Lucifer is behind me until he talks, “What the bloody hell is happening here?” Turning around, I look at him and sneer. I know that I shouldn’t be acting this way, but something inside me refuses to care. “Well, well, well, if it isn’t the devil.”

“True. You’re the friends of Player 001. The ones hiding in the blind spots.” “What are you inside the system?” Daniel asked, watching Hawkins’s hands carefully. “A regular person can’t knock out someone like Ara with one hit. What’s your class?” Hawkins ignored the question and waved it away. He stood up and walked toward the wall. “Humans have always been afraid of change,” he said, sounding like he was giving a speech. “They fight it, they make laws against it, but they keep starting it anyway. The virus is just the system cleaning out old code. And I am the one who compiles it.”

"What are you doing here?" "Hey, I know you hate me but you have to listen to what I'm about to tell you." I only folded my arms and kept staring at him plainly. "You're Valerie Hawkins, Hybrid daughter of Cassius Hawkins, leader of the Night Exiles. The vampire clan." There was a sinking feeling in my stomach as soon as he said those words, but I was pretty good at hiding my emotions so I stared at him plainly as if not fazed by his discovery. "And don't get me wrong Valerie, I'm not here for trouble, I'm just here to help. Please." He added, staring at me pleadingly. I glanced at April who was seated at the corner, staring at us before letting out an exhale.