Bee Novels & Stories

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

Gem spits while standing beside mom who is shaking "Haahaa oh yeah we can see you need breaking in, well don't worry cheery pie there's plenty of us whos willing to oblige, and as for this chocolate muffin," he says nodding to mom "well i don't usually like them older but Mmmmm i think ill have a bite of this one",

He whined, clinging to Neal. Well...that's the whole point of punishment, he thought, but didn't said out loud. Neal let out a small laugh shaking his head. He looked at Beau who slept half of the day before decided to play. The little thing was observing a beetle on the grass with his curious eyes, his little head tilted slightly to left. Neal smiled at Beau's adorableness and tapped Ricky's head which rested on his shoulder, "Let's go inside. We are sitting here for hours."

Notes: Nii-san/-nii : Elder brother Nee-san/-nee : Elder sister -jii : Uncle

Make the right decision. All I can hear is a low, angry growl and I realise it is coming from me and Atari.

I mentally facepalmed. Yup... the ad for new friends still on.