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What are you even doing here?' I barred my fangs at Silas. 'Aren't you just a paper pusher?
'That's my girl.' Connor smiled.
I had sex," I blurt out for the second time.
All eyes immediately fixate on Connor, who has been very quiet. His phone is gone and his hands are in his pockets. "Yes, it was with me," he answers the non-existent question.
That's right, pick on Emby," says Connor. "Show everyone just how low you are.
J..es ... u..s fu ... ck..in.g Ch..ri ... strong>ststrong> Liam! The bed slammed againstrong>ststrong> the wall.
I can't even think of a word strong enough to describe him. Apparently I need to expand my vocabulary. Caleb
Jesus. We got it, dude!" Aiden says. "We all know we're Donavans. We don't need a formal adoption process or the official name change to tell us that. It's a given. Just take the vote, Shane.
Caleb? I knew it wasn't likely, what with the
Connor bangs his head back sharply against the wall, hoping to jar loose the bad thoughts clinging to his brain. This is not a good place to be alone with your thoughts. Perhaps that's why Hayden feels compelled to talk.
home early, Liam?
Liam, shut up. I'm trying to do an interview
You with us, Calla?' Lydia asked. 'Trip's over. This is where you get off.'
Connor coughed. 'I could help you with that.
Do ya, now?
Jaxson Ryan
You're Mac, and I'm Jericho. And nothing else matters.
Who the shit is Otis?
Who am I?" I ask softly, heart pleading. "Who am I to you?"
She turns to face me ... "You're Lachlan McGregor. And you're mine.
(Hunter) "conner was at his desk, tapping away at another computer. It was amazing how much he and Quinn looked alike. Quinn nudged me as if he knew what I was thinking.
"I'm cuter,"he informed me loftily.
What's his name?" Jessica asked.
"Kai," I said. "Kai Awana."
Paisley nudged me. "I'm sure you know him as Kai Awana jump his bones.
I can't get her out of my mind. She's all I keep thinking about both day and night. I haven't been
able to concentrate on anything else. I've cancelled all my dates because I only want to see Ellery."
Connor Black's thought on Ellery Lane.
No one ever answered my question," Hayden says. "Looks like no one has the guts"
"Which one?" Asks Connor. " You've got questions coming out of you like farts on Thanksgiving.
And so, as the mob backs away to give them space ... as the riot police holster their weapons, standing down, and as Risa takes the podium, calming the crowd with a voice as soothing as a sonata, Connor Lassiter holds his family like he'll never let them go.
[Connor, prepared to sacrifice himself to save Sarah]
God, I pray, give me the strength to live the next hour well.
CLAIRE
I used to be a baby!
CADAN
I'm sorry.
Meet Tony. My first chest hair. I called him Tony as he's Tony one I got," Connor laughed.
Jason laughed at his joke at first and then as fast as lightning grabbed Connor's only chest hair and plucked it.
"Tony one you had," Jason corrected.
Time stopped and for a few blissful moments there was nothing except Connor, intoxicating and irresistible, the taste of him, the scent of him, the raw male power of his arms, and the tender seducing touch of his lips... And then I was out of the car and gone before the power of that kiss wore off.
Hart caressed the letters of baby Graham's name. Mac likes to say, We're Mackenzies. We break what we touch. But this little Mackenzie ... he broke me.
Connor laid her down on his bed and pulled the covers up over her. He warred with himself, but the struggle was in vain; he gave in and kissed her gently on the lips, saying, "Rest now, for tomorrow we may have a war on our hands," and he sat down in the chair she'd previously occupied.
Jericho."
"Mac."
"Thank you for saving my life. Again.
Kellan Walsh... who the hell are you?
Connor and Cameron look wide-eyed at the carnage. Cameron slowed the speedboat down to a crawl. She and Connor looked at Jason.
"Oops," Jason said meekly. Nothing else seemed appropriate.
"Oops?" Connor shouted. "You blew up half the town.
Stupid Fucking Logan Fucking Matthews
I'm more of a Cristal Connors than a Nomi Malone.
But this isn't a perfect world. The problem is people who think it is. -Connor
Connor felt the burn of anger mingling with his guilt. He knew Caroline had been hurt, and he was truly sorry for it. If the barbs she was throwing had been directed at him alone, he would have taken them. But they weren't. "Caro," he said, lowering his voice as he leaned closer
The first thing Connor said when I saw him after he'd been at the outpost for a few months was, 'I see you got breasts, congratulations. I hope you know how to use them.
I love you, and you're the measure of my wrath.
Declan.
I love you, Quinn Shaughnessy. From the very first day when we snuck into my house and stole those chocolate chip cookies and then hid behind the jungle gym, I was hooked.
Connor perked up like a dog begging for a bone. "Does the almighty Chase Matthews want to be an Edward to her Bella?
Ronan Lynch, keeper of secrets, fighter of men, devil of a boy,
Wouldn't. Think. About. Ian.Ian-- Jude Watson
Perry Johansson.
Hayes. Peter Hayes.
Here's the truth, unvarnished and inalienable: I wanted him. I'd always wanted him. I could pretend otherwise, I could walk away, I could avoid him for two years, but it didn't change a thing. Dylan was mine. First, last, and always.
Charlie had kissed a lot of guys. And Connor's kiss had been the best ever.
Ever, ever, ever.
Ronan and Declan Lynch were undeniably brothers, with the same dark brown hair and sharp nose, but Declan was solid where Ronan was brittle. Declan's wide jaw and smile said Vote for me while Ronan's buzzed head and thin mouth warned that this species was dangerous.
After fighting a brush fire at the base of Cedar Ridge for ten straight hours, Aidan Kincaid had only three things on his mind: sex, pizza, and beer. Given the way the day had gone, he'd gladly take them in any order he could get them.
Do you have some big secret life I don't know about?' Connor jokes. 'Who would be calling you at midnight?'
'I have no idea,' I reply. 'But I'm pretty sure I only have one secret life.
And what if I need something?'
'Find it yourself.'
Connor tsk-ed. 'Where did all the niceties go?'
'You're not a guest. You're family. Find your own fucking towels.
What about Caleb? Shouldn't you wait 'til he
I'm Logan Motherfucking Kade. I have my own hashtags,
She'll be intelligent and know more than Connor and me put together."
"That's impossible," Connor tells her. "We're the two smartest people in the entire world. You put us together, and you get a superhuman.
We tried to be good parents ... but there's a point at which you give up trying."
"No, there's not," Connor tells her. Then he turns to go, leaving them with the worst punishment of all: having to live with themselves.
Dillon; somewhere in there is the guy I met four years ago. The decent one that wasn't always so fucking mad at the world. I get why you do the shit you do, but take it from someone who knows, it's not worth it.
Who are you?" I asked the kid with my eyes when I finally found my voice.
"I'm Gavin Morgan, who the hell are you?
Madeline Reynolds
Linc Hawkins," Erin answered. "He's
So that's how you know Donovan. You knew his father."
Warren nodded. "Daniel Caine, a fine man. Donovan is too. But he's not the one for you.
I didn't expect to see you, Mr. Fitzgerald," she said, meekly.
A grin slunk across his face. "No, I imagine you were expecting to get to castrate Connor.
Gavin Blake, you're more of a man than any man I've ever known. You're gentle. You're kind. You're strong and witty. You're personable and warm, and you can reduce most females into blithering puddles of goo with the simplest words.
So you're the demon spawn," Finley spit out.
"Finn!" Aislinn snapped. Huh. So at least one of the Brannicks hated me. Weirdly, that made me
feel better. That was normal. And if there was one thing I knew how to deal with, it was Mean Girls.
"I actually go by Sophie.
Jaime Cortae. Thirteen. Brown hair. Brown eyes. Lover of peanut butter. Sometime angel, sometime mischief maker. Always Jaime.
That's now what you said last night," he banters.
Connor's lip rise."Shh, that's between us love.
You, Cole. I like you.
Donovan Caine wanted me, but he wasn't strong enough to accept me. Not my past, not my strength, not the woman I was. Bitter disappointment filled me, replacing my rage, but I forced myself to ask the final question I wanted an answer to ...
Oh Crap," Connor muttered. "She's going Darth Vader on us.
A driver had been sent to meet us. He was gray-haired, short, and nimble and introduced himself. I am Patrick and so is every fourth man in Ireland, and the ones in between are named Sean or Mick or Finn, and I'll be driving you.
Who and what are you?" "You called my name when you released me the first time," he said impatiently. " 'Tis Cian MacKeltar. As for the what of me, I'm but a man.
StocktontoMalone
What's her name? Claire, what's her name?
What if my name was Daniel, Lucas, Noah. Lucas Harris, That doesn't sound right. I think I'll stick with Nate.
Puck Connolly," says the old man. "Don't be looking at him like that." Such a statement is too tantalizing to ignore. "Who is he?" "Lord, that's Sean Kendrick,
I think I'm going to like you, Pick Ryan.
When I met you Izzy, you crawled under my skin, you hit me so hard and I can't stop thinking about you. I can't leave you alone. ~ Declan
Do I have to make a poster and scream Ryan, Ryan?" I kidded.
"The only time I want to hear you scream my name is when I'm making love to you. Although you did call me God the other night. That's acceptable, too.
Jason Alan Crest, nice to meet you."
Alexis took his hand and shook it, "Alexis Amora Anderson, nice to meet you, too."
"All A's, huh?" Jason asked quirking his eyebrow at her.
"Yeah, parents. What can you do?" Alexis said, giggling, again.
Damn it all, MacMurrough, are you telling me you are an unspeakable of the Oscar Wilde sort?'
'If you mean am I Irish, the answer is yes.
Reese is a caring, talented, intelligent woman with a big heart and a strong will." Every word Trent spoke was filled with love. "I promise you that I will treat her as the love of my life, because that's who she is.
The majority of comic book villains are pure evil, but Curt Connors is an exception. Curt Connors is a good man who initially wants to save the world, but he gets hungry and greedy and reckless, and he pays the price for that.
Callum has turned down the
My name's Sean, Jem. I'm Sean.
Of course," Connor replies. "Your daughter is already more articulate than you are, so really, I like Sulli more than I like you."
Connor sips his coffee again like he just professed the weather: sunny with a side of fuck you. Ryke flips him off. The more direct approach to a fuck you.
What are you" -Mac "I don't follow" -Jericho "You dropped 30 feet in that warehouse. You should have broken something. What are you?" -Mac "A man with a rope." -Jericho
Grayson Dunn is in my head. He's under my skin. He's invaded me like a deadly disease and hijacked my immune system until I don't even bother fighting it anymore. I look at him, and I'm twisted into knots. Tangled into a messy spool of desire and desperation.
As you know, I was one of the original grunters. But Jimmy Connors used to grunt way before I was born. I never knew I was grunting, it was just part of my strokes.
Daniel in the den; a champion in the den
Luke-freakin'-Holtz. Damn. To bad I didn't meet him two months ago. Right now, I can't imagine dating anyone ever again. I'm going to become a nun.
He pulls me around and kisses me. "You're Mac," he says. "And I'm Jericho. And nothing else matters. Never will. You exist in a place that is beyond all rules for me. Do you understand that?"
I do.
Jericho Barrons just told me he loves me.
I don't care if he is Curran. In your ward, you are god.
Niall Lynch was a braggart poet, a loser musician, a charming bit of hard luck bred in Belfast but born in Cumbria, and Ronan loved him like he loved nothing else.
He stood up for me like the prince does for the princess in the fairy tales Scott used to read to me as a child. I'm not a princess, but Ryan is a knight.
Liam made a low whistling sound through the device in
Zane's ear. Little touch and go there, lads. Who do I shoot
first if things go to hell?
Liam, what do you want from me ?"
"Everything.
Ulick Norman Owen.
You're all I see. All I hear. All I dream about. I came here for you. I'm not leaving. I'm not going anywhere. It's you, Gavin. Only you.
My friends call me Keith, but you can call me John.
Rage washes through me like a fucking wave crashing against the shore. I want to kill Caleb. Beat him to death in the most painful ways.
I was actually being sincere," Connor admits. "But I'm happy to insult you, if that's what you want.
Just call me Caitlin,
I'm standing right in front of you and you can't even see me! -Quinn
Let me guess
Nathan," he said with a bitter laugh. "It has to be Nathan. Christ, he told me day one that he liked you. But don't forget our history, Leigh. We were great together.
Ethan Sullivan, registered smart-ass