Benji Applebaum Novels & Stories

We should get Alpha Elias, before he goes into hiding. “Or we just call him to come here. Going to him, he might have plans to overpower us.” We all agree with Oliver. So he call Alpha Elias. He shows up within an hour. He came into my office, I made it look like we need news on the invasion matter. Jayden serves him a cup of coffe. After few minutes, he’s passed out. “What did you do?” I ask Jayden, knowing he did something. “I’ve always wanted to try this new powdery stuff I got from your mom. It’s like a truth serum. He will be fine.”

Alpha Marco and I both snapped our heads up from where we sat at his desk to the man standing in the doorframe, who I assumed was Beta Alex given his extraordinarily large stature and solid build. “Julius, this is my Beta, Alex.” Alpha Marco introduced us as he stood from his chair. I extended my hand to Beta Alex as I straightened myself beside Marco. He took it with a surprisingly firm grip, nodding his head in a show of respect before his hazel eyes met mine. His smooth, dark skin paired with striking eyes and near-flawless features made him look more like a doll than a man, but his expression reminded me of a soldier. He had none of the sadistic playfulness that Dean carried with him, in

Taking the pen I write down on the notepad. What the fuck is going on. I write in a messy scribble. "Father's going to be ecstatic that I found you," Benji tells me. He grabs the pen and writes in a neat italic handwriting. I'm here with Alex. I won't hurt you! "Didn't I tell you to sit, Bambi?" He almost growls like a rabid dog. "I'm sorry, I'll sit," I ramble, ensuring to continue talking loud enough to cover up the scratch of the pen on the paper incase someone is listening in on us.

The person sitting had numerous tattoos peeking out of the collar of his suit and he had a piercing in his ear. "Who are you?" He asked. The man laughed. "You have no need for it but I'm Benji." "Do you know who I am? What is this? Who hired you? You have no idea who you are playing with." He said frantically. Benji chuckled and placed one leg over the other as he settled on the chair he was sitting on. "I know who you are. France Brooks. President of Branch publishing company, has an addiction to gambling, has a ton of debt acquired and also loves spewing lies."

she answered, stunned. "We only benifit our own people?" "What bar?" inquired teacher Sabranda. She pursed her lips : "Benjaming opened a bar outside and it is nonprofitable. I'll bring you guys around when I have time." Teacher Sabranda snapped her fingers. "It's better to choose a day than to strike a day. Today is the day." "Alright," Nodding , she said to Benjeming Waltson: "You have to receive guests today, four."

She thanked divine providence that the guy was a bit in profile, as he was still in line waiting his turn to be served. She sent the photo and her boss got down to writing at once. "Ohhh, that's the worst (laughing faces). I know him. His name is Benjamin Jarr, they call him B.J. He's a son of a... Be careful with him, he doesn't look like it, but he really likes women (laughing face). Would you like to meet him? It would be fun if you talked to him, I'm sure he would remember you, it would be a good way to get closer to Max. Something different from what we planned, but a good way in the end. Introduce yourself to him, let's try."

Current Health Status (1 year and a half): Benjamin Jones is currently one and a half years old and under continuous medical care. His condition is characterized by: Leukemia Diagnosis: After extensive testing and evaluation, Benjamin was diagnosed with leukemia in September 2023. This is a rare form of leukemia that has presented significant treatment challenges. Ongoing Treatment: Benjamin is currently undergoing leukemia treatment, including chemotherapy, blood transfusions, and other related medical procedures. His case is being closely monitored by a multidisciplinary medical team. Response to Treatment: So far, Benjamin has not responded to treatment, and his condition still requires c

Charlie Benji’s house wasn’t really what I expected. Although I didn’t really know what to expect. He had an unreadable air about him when it came to trying to figure out the more personal details about his life. He didn’t behave like a street racer or conform to what my idea was of a man who spent his time participating in an illegal underground racing ring in New York City. He ran a shelter for troubled youths for crying out loud.

“Good. So I’ll be coming to Colombia soon. how do you even juggle your work and school and everything together? Isn’t it stressful?” Emma asked concern written in her voice benji let out a soft laugh. “No, it’s not. I can do it. I’m Benji.” . “Why are you asking? Are we thinking of what I asked you to do in high school? About pushing your voice? It’s a great voice, mama. You should embrace it.” Benji’s tone shifted, more serious now. “Do you know about SoundWave, right?”