Benji Dunn Novels & Stories

he insisted, turning on her. "Six lashes for the both of you." Donovan declared. "Go to the study room and wait for me." They turned and raced into the house in tears. Boma's heart thudded and she was speechless as Donovan faced her. "Josh and Jane are twins. My parents are abroad and they let me know that those kids have been banned from using the pool this month due to fighting which is not allowed in this house. I have to come for weekends frequently now to keep an eye on things."

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.

she explained. Seeing that Benji didn't talk, Jessamine continued introducing in detail, "He's 28 years old, six feet two inches, 165 pounds, and graduated from an arts college in Zenville. He lives at Lakeview Apartment at Block 6, Unit 120. His phone number is …" "Stop. Stop. Stop." Benji couldn't bear to listen anymore. Jessamine looked like she was reciting information from a matchmaker. Those who didn't know what was happening would think she was introducing a blind date candidate to him.

Enrique ran his hand through his hair again. Benji, a.k.a. Benjamin McCallister, not only went to school with Enrique and the gang, but also a close friend. He was one of the most sought-after attorneys in Linnesse. I nodded. “We’re working on it.” My gaze flicked to the clock above the fireplace. “Come on, it’s time for lunch.” My gaze swept across the floor, finding the remains of my favorite vase. I really need to work on my control more.

Then, if he knew Levi would be going to the Santillans, he would also offer to drive him there. "Hey, do you have any plans tomorrow afternoon?" Benji asked as Levi was finishing putting his groceries into his bike basket. "Ah..." "There is this basketball game in town. I was wondering if we could go together." Benji smiled, hopeful like always that Levi would agree. Benji is a good-looking man in his early twenties. He graduated from a four year business degree at a university in another province and has been back in town to stay for his family business. When his parents decided to retire from managing their store in town, he was tasked to manage it. As a bachelor, girls often flock him whi

Benji finally pulled his eyes away from her to look at me, a snarl tracing his upper lip as it curled. “This woman’s child could be the destruction of this world if it isn’t tamed properly,” Benji hissed, spitting out the word ‘child’ like a bad taste on his tongue. “I’m simply doing the world a favor by taking it and creating the ultimate weapon with it.”

And right now, his gold eyes were fixed on Rain. “You move well,” Benji said as he approached, tossing Rain a friendly grin that somehow still felt like a challenge. “You’re not from the palace. What’s your name?” he asked. Rain hesitated while Damien stiffened at his side. “Rain,” he said cautiously. Benji’s grin deepened. “Rain. That’s nice. Do you want to partner up for the next round? I promise I don’t bite unless I’m provoked or you want me to.” he drawled in a lazy voice.

“Not really. I used to have my own bicycle but Benjie broke it last week and my parents don’t have enough money to pay for another one.” “Who’s Benjie?” “Benjamin Arlington, he’s a tall and really muscular guy. He’s the team captain of the school’s baseball team. No one fucks with him because not only that he’s friends with Reggie, the son of the richest man in town, his girlfriend Ysabella is the daughter of the mayor.” “Wow, so he’s the top dog then.”

Shonda asked, her smile making her words dance. "Sorry, I didn't introduce myself, did I?" He grinned at Shonda. "My name is Benjamin Lively, but you lovely ladies can call me Benji. Everyone else does." "Benji?" Shonda's head whipped around and she clasped Dixie's hand under the table. "A friend told me you ladies like stories and I've got a story I'd like to share with you. It's about a boy and a girl who grew up together." Dixie couldn't breathe. No, Benji wasn't looking at her. He was addressing the room, looking each woman in the eye, but she knew he was talking to her. About her.

"Benji, my father has been assaulted by his brother. How are his injuries?" "Your father was injured?" Benji asked, his mouth dropping in shock. Clearly, his staff had failed to inform him of this critical detail, but then again, it was hard for them to tell him anything else that wasn’t Matteo Montgomery. That was the most pressing issue, after all.