Colton Lyons Novels & Stories

He asked, trying to also focus his gaze on the road. "Son! You couldn't even ask about your mother's health. Is this how to prove that you love me? Or, is Caitlyn finally taking you away from me?" She teased and chuckled lightly. Martin sighed with a small eye roll. "I'll call you later, mother," He told her and hung up before she could oppose. His anger had melted away and all he could think of was to get home and take a long nap. ... It was both the dog and its owner's burial three later, and Caitlyn attended. She was in tears as she watched the dog get laid into the ground. Her heart was in great agony. 'How could a human with a beating heart murder an innocent and loyal dog?'

"Piper? I thought you were ignoring me." A chuckle followed, but Piper's anxiety drowned it out. "What's going on between Lyra and Mr. Colton?" Piper demanded. Ethan's tone shifted. "I don't know what you're talking about." Piper's grip on the phone tightened. "Don't lie to me, Ethan." Ethan sighed. "Colton's an enemy of the Monroes. He'll stop at nothing to bring down their empire." Piper's gaze dropped, her eyebrows pinching together. Her mind replayed the unsettling scene:

"I need a solid brother, there's going to be a lot of heat in that room in about five minutes. I know Colt, and I'm thinking of everyone involved he might be our loose canon." "How so?" He looked over to where the big guy was being introduced around and it hit me that he was the oldest one here though you couldn't tell from his appearance, fucker never changes. Must be that young wife and the battalion of kids he had. "You and I, we were trained, there's a point that we can be pulled back from. Lyon doesn't have that and I'm thinking when he sees his little girl's face on that screen all hell's gonna break loose.

“You’re calling the cops?” “No, I’m calling an ambulance. You said there are children. They need medical attention, we can report the accident later. Write down your details, please.” He handed me a black notebook. The front is embossed with gold lettering. Greyson Elliot. Slack-jawed, I glanced at the notebook, then cast my gaze over the God before me. It can’t be? It’s not possible. He has Greyson’s eyes but nothing else. Greyson Elliot is a scrawny, acne-ridden geek and dirt poor. And I haven’t laid eyes on him in a decade.

His tone hadn’t been cruel—just tired, like someone who had accepted too many things he couldn’t change. She turned the corner and froze. Colton was waiting for her. He leaned against the wall, arms folded across his chest, shirt sleeves rolled neatly. His tie loosened. There was something different in his posture—less CEO, more storm cloud. “Looking for bedtime reading?” he asked. Savannah said nothing. He nodded toward her hand. “That article’s old news.” “How old?” she asked softly. He stepped closer. Not fast. Not threatening. Just inevitable. “Old enough to be dangerous if you believe every word of it.”

With the same inflection and the same complete absence of concern, and I watched Colton not like it at all. I had seen Colton deal with being dismissed before. He did not handle it gracefully. I knew from seven months of watching him that whatever came next was not going to be good. "I have heard about you," Colton said, his voice dropping into something more personal and mean. "Before you even got here. The great Liam Harrington, star quarterback, the guy every school wants and every coach rearranges their entire system for. I heard about you from guys at Westfield before you transferred and they told me exactly what you are like." He paused long enough to let the implication sit. "Guy like

He was only a faceless man in their minds but after seeing him on TV and learning what kind of person he was, he sympathized with him even more and expressed their unconditional support to him. Meanwhile, their hatred toward Reyna and Colton grew even more. They harmed and ruined such an angelic man, they should be punished by the heavens! The court released the verdict on the fourth day. Colton was sentenced to prison for fifty years in jail in addition to paying a huge fine. With Colton's age, fifty years was the same as life imprisonment. His life was basically over. Before the verdict was announced, the Albretch Empire declared that Colton was no longer their Chairman nor he was on the b

CALLUM Jayden, the only guy in our group who isn't afraid to speak his mind even when being stared at by three females. He is blonde like me and he has deep blue eyes, more deeper than mine that tends to change colors everytime. Sometimes I think his eyes are purple. He is a 6 feet 2 and very athletic, if you know what I mean. He isn't on the football or basket ball team in the school because he doesn't like them. But he goes to the gym a lot and he spends his time in a boxing arena during weekends. He wrestles sometimes too. He lives with his mum and his elder sister. His dad, let's just say some where in the world like my dad neglecting his duties. He changes phones too much just like tash

“There's no time to step back now. He's going to fight and I'm going to fight back, and neither one of you is going to interfere. You already have that rule and I don't want you crossing it unless you want me to turn my back on you.” “Lysandra…” Suddenly, Carter’s entire posture changed, stopping all of us from having the conversation that we were. He charged. Fast. Strong. Too strong. Mist exploded from his skin, crackling against the ground. His eyes flickered that awful glazed gray, but they weren’t dead. Not entirely. As he reached me, something else came with him, her voice. “Kill her. I want it done and I want it to be done painfully. I don't even want it to be done quickly.”