Colton Lyons の小説・ストーリー

“I am sorry for stopping you. It is just something that I cannot find myself swallowing. My father, the man that I believed to be a hero as a child, turned out to be a complete monster now that I was older.” The man opened his mouth to speak only to freeze as his phone rang. “I’m sorry but I have to take this, Arianna.” He said, and I shook my head in assurance, watching as he answered the call. “Yaroslav?” “I am going to send you a location, and a picture right now, I want to know if it reminds you of anything.” I heard Yaroslav say on the other line. I knew that it was wrong to listen in; however, I knew that I would be hearing half the conversation, from Lyov’s side, at least, and that wa

He looked like every warning Evelyn had ever given her and every answer she had never been allowed to ask. Tall, black haired, blue eyed, wounded and very still. Avery went utterly pale. The syringe shook once in her hand. Colton did not step forward. “My name is Colton Blake,” he said. His voice was low and calm. Avery’s throat moved. “I know what your name is.” “I won’t come closer.” “No, you won’t.” Moss growled from inside the truck. Colton’s gaze flicked to the dog, then back to Avery. “Are you hurt badly?”

My name is Colton Emmanuel Sinclair Jr. To everyone I am Cole, a young philanthropist that helps various organizations. You can see me in various magazines, newspapers, TV shows and billboards. I am famous. And I love the attention I get from the media. It made it easier for me to enjoy life. Everywhere I go people know me and so they treat me well. I'm a womanizer but I never slept with anyone younger than twenty one. I want someone that would be able to have a conversation with. Someone I can have a connection with. Someone that would make me see my life's purpose.

His hand rested lightly on the curve of my waist, grounding and maddening all at once. “I see that our Luna has been training you.” Nolan said, choosing to direct his question to the children who are watching excitedly. “And I can tell if this is how your training is starting, then I'm going to have a stronger league on my line, aren't I?” I tilted my face up, ready to ask what the hell he was doing. I wanted to ask what he was doing, but the smile that was on his face was one that I never saw. Even the children were happy to see him like this.

Mancini seems to be cut from the same bolt of cloth as him, but he’s married to a federal agent. It's as confusing and complex as it is intriguing. Most illuminating is the fact that men like Law, Creed, and the SEALs were willing to be led by this guy who never saw the kind of action they had. That alone tells me that this Colton Lyon is way more than meets the eye, and the fact that he downplays it so well has only gained my respect.

She couldn’t see anything—except a single path: To marry Colten. To rise above others. To never be trampled again. Before that, Lydia was just an obscure little nurse. Because Mrs. Gregory had fallen ill and needed a transfusion, she met Colten after donating blood to the old lady. Out of gratitude, he sent her a fruit basket and a silk banner that still hangs in her study today. Back then, Colten was only twenty-nine. Tall, handsome, composed, with deep eyes—he was better looking than any man she had ever met, including movie stars on TV.

Liara’s face paled when she heard this because Theodore never told anyone about his pack or his mother to anyone and acted like he was just a rogue who had no back story. “I did a little research on you,” Colton said, forwarding his hand for the handshake. “I doubt that you just did LITTLE research on me,” Theodore said and shook his hand and felt a strong burning sensation in his hand, but he didn’t react. “Colton Ethan Haysbert. A perfect son and a perfect brother in front of everyone, but at some time, you were so jealous of your brother Calvin that you wanted to kill him. Colton’s eyes darkened upon hearing this, and a black aura started oozing out of his body.

Logan said as we hung up. “My sincerest apologies, Luna,” Colby bowed his head. “It’s fine. You wouldn’t have known. Weren’t supposed to know yet either,” I shrugged. “Still,” he frowned. “Don't go around trying to pick up girls on the side of the road. It's kind of skeevy,” I teased, laughing as David’s familiar car pulled up behind Colby’s motorcycle. “Luna…” David sighed, getting out of the car. His gaze went to Colby, and he raised an eyebrow.

I needed to buy myself a lot of time or else, I was going to be doomed if he discovers. Bang! I collided with a figure just as I was running, making me fall to the floor. Immediately, a sense of premonition arose in my heart as I stood up and looked at the figure. Frowning, I saw that the figure was a man in his late sixties. But from the looks of it, he didn't seem to be a member of the pack and it made me wonder if he was a spy. But then I could care less about that at the moment, I needed to leave as soon as I could. I didn't know if Alpha Kyle had noticed that I was missing or not.

~ COLTON ~ A smug, winning smile was playing on Colton’s face. After all, he was Colton fucking Rhodes, player king of New York City. He wasn’t new into the dating game, and there was no way some virgin girl could beat him at his prime. Did she think he was mad that she stood him up? No, he didn’t get mad, he’d get even.