Virgil Hawkins Novels & Stories

The Hawkins of Mordu was indeed strong and influential, even the Naiswells dared not to provoke them. Moreover, the people of the Hawkins had always been extremely vengeful. Rosalie did not want to let Harvey offend them just because of this trivial matter. “The Hawkins.” Harvey laughed and looked back at Owen indifferently. “Remember, my name is Harvey York. Just come to me if you want to get back at me. I will not run away no matter what.” “You will regret it!” Owen said coldly. Harvey shook his head and did not pay attention to him anymore. Harboring hatred over such a trivial matter, what great things could such a person do?

I scrolled for the number I wanted and hit send. "Mr. Rowe?" "Hey, Virgil. I need you to do something for me." "Sure, boss. What do you need?" "Who's your best computer guy?" He told me the name. "I want you to get with the hacker and investigate something for me. I need to know everything you can find on a Willow Taylor from Atkins, Washington. I don't want anyone else to know you are doing this." Virgil would never tell another soul, but I still wanted to be cautious. This could be illegal for all I knew. It was possible I'd developed some criminal tendencies from my sex drought.

Unless. "Alpha Grayson."

One of them, a guy with a jagged scar running from his ear to his chin, looks up and grins. "Thierry. Who’s the brat?" "Hardin Hawkins," Thierry says, pushing me forward slightly. "He’s got a problem with his brother. Wants to send a message." The man with the scar... Viper, I hear someone call him... stands up slowly. He walks around the table, eyeing my outfit. "The fighter? Noah Hawkins? That’s a tall order, kid. Your brother hits like a freight train and he’s got friends in high places."

Xavier: Rowan… the rogue who was not only kicked and shunned out but was also a traitor of a crime beyond comparison. It was a name that should have stayed buried in the past and yet, he was now walking free inside my territory, poisoning Valerie’s mind with half-truths and shadowed warnings. Hunter had already gone through every database we had, border records, rogue movements, financial trails. Rowan didn’t match any movements in the last year. I knew that he wasn’t around. I would have caught his scent if he was.

ICARUS ‘ICE’ HAWKINS EIGHT YEARS AGO, I WAS THE SAME fucking schmuck working for Lucas Hawkins. A scrawny kid with a maid for a mother, no father, no money, no fucking worth to anybody. And hell, I would have been the same loser all my life after mumsy died of typhoid or some shit of the sort had it not been for HIM. KADE FUCKING HAWKINS. MY GODDAMN SAVIOR. My partner in crime. My brother.

Anxiety was written plainly on his face. He could never have guessed that his sister was responsible for the virus that blew up the hacker’s forum. The Caroline that he knew was not a malicious person. She wouldn’t deliberately release a computer virus to hurt innocent people. Caroline knew what he was thinking so she replied in a low voice, “Vicky Roberts’ husband is McLean Corps’ Oliver McLean.”

The moment he noticed Lucian, he froze. “Y… you!” he stammered. “You’ve caused me enough problems,” Lucian growled. He tried to shoot, but realized he was out of bullets. Angrily, he grabbed Mr. Lockwood by the head, slammed it into the keyboard repeatedly until the man’s face was a bloody mess. “There are people you don’t write about, people you don’t even glance at… and I’m one of them!” Lucian shouted, striking the keyboard again. Mr. Lockwood flailed weakly.

“Yeah; I noticed. But how long has he been in this village?” “Since forever,” Virgil replied. “He is rumored to be from the outlands. Some say he is a spirit. Some say he’s already dead. He can breach the gap between life and death. No one quite understands the source of his powers. We have all come to live with what we are presented with.” Hayley nods in agreement, thinking. After a few moments of silence, she coughed out. “I need to send a message to my folks.” “OK. When?”

So he'd think about happy times and places, which brought him back to Avrithe only happy and bright light in his past and his hope in the future. In his office, Dillon glanced at the time on his phone. Time had gotten away from him while he researched the name on the drivers license and credit card he'd found in Josh's wallet. Josh Hawkins my ass! He only existed on his name alone and now with a new name, Howard Hawkins, he'd have to dig deeper. He wanted to panic when he read Howard Hawkins had an arrest record and known mob affiliations, but he had to control his fears until he found out more and not go off half-cocked. Right now, he needed to get going. He didn't want to be late. If anyth