Bennett And Razor Novels & Stories

He taunted, calling from behind a stone pillar. Bennett said it to purposely make Wade lose his control. "She was forced," Wade replied. He fired another bullet but missed. Shit! Bennett knew how to hide. Wade pressed his trigger. Click click. The sound of the empty magazine resounded through the air. Bennett's laughter followed afterward. He came out and fired bullets at Wade. Wade quickly dodged and planted his body against a wall, out of Bennett's sight.

I needed to shut my brain off. Then there was the run in with Razor. He was so sweet. And adorable. I just wanted to hold him after he told me he didn’t want to reject me and all the things he was going through to try and change Aiden’s mind. He may have thought he was hurting Aiden but he was also hurting himself. I couldn’t let Razor continue to do that. So I talked to him and told him to try to get along with Aiden. Not just for himself but for Aiden as well. I may not like Aiden right now but I feel like they need each other. I’m hoping Razor will listen to me.

Benjamin looked at her for a moment, then turned back and continued playing with Bennett, the two of them babbling and crawling around together. ”They never fight, no?” Carter asked as he watched them. ”Yeah,” Raven replied. ”There was this one time they were playing roughly. Bennett suddenly threw a ball at Benjamin, and he fell on his butt,” he said. ”He didn’t cry. He didn’t fight back. And then Bennett went to him and hugged him,” he added. ”Twin connection,” Carter said with a smile as he handed a toy car to Bennett. Bennett grabbed the toy car and shook it happily, but a second later it slipped from his hands and fell straight onto his foot.

Derrick's sword slid from its sheath, revealing the infamous Tallon Nine Swords! However, Ronan quickly countered with a Doombringer Knuckle strike, dissipating the sword energy. Derrick was momentarily surprised. "There's someone like you in Martialgarde? This is getting interesting." He sneered, intensifying his sword attacks. Ronan couldn't overpower him right away. In a moment of desperation, he shouted, "Bennett, I'm back. Come meet me immediately!" In the distance, upon hearing those words, Bennett, who was busy besieging and keeping Umbra under control, felt a sudden tightness in his chest and a sharp twitch in his eyelids.

My hand caught the wrist of my attacker and quickly figured out who it was. “Richard Bennette! You old f*cker!” A low growl ripped in my throat as I glared at him with menacing liquid golden eyes. I didn’t let go of his hand. Instead, I twisted it until he yelled in pain and let go of the blade that was in his hand. “You have to die, Samantha! You can’t stop this!” he snarled back at me with wide, crazy, evil eyes. “None of you can stop this!” “Then watch me.” I hissed at him.

His slid up my back… pulling me closer, then lower, gripping my ass Pulling me flush against his hardness. My breath caught.. And then... A throat cleared. Again. We froze. Slowly pulling apart. Turning. Bennett. Standing there. Watching. “The police picked up Brittany and Bradley,” he said evenly. Relief hit me instantly. I smiled. But Zade, this time. Zade pulled me closer. Hand firm on my ass. Claiming. Territorial. And Bennett saw it. Oh… he saw it. The tension between them snapped tight.

Rather than let him take you, I'd rather die fighting. My eyes hurt from crying. His words, the passion and despair in his voice, make my heart ache. I'd prefer not lose him. Not in this way. Not to Victor. However, I spot a flash of movement from the darkness as the rogues push forward. A tall, strong man appears from the darkness, and my heart skips a beat. Bennet is here. He approaches us with a weapon I have never seen before, and his eyes are sparkling with fire. As Bennet raises the weapon and points it straight toward the rogues, my breath catches in my throat. Long and sleek, with flashing blue lines that shine, it's unlike anything I've ever seen. Power seemed to sizzle in the air a

Raccoons don't have enough strength to knock over an antique wooden table. Do they? No. Not a raccoon, but a Benny. A Benny who let me leave his hotel room tonight. A Benny who told me he believed I didn't have his stupid diamonds in my house. Because he knew. "What's going on back here?" a deep voice asks from the shadows. Katy and I both scream. I bolt toward the other side of the porch ready to scale the railing and run when Bennett steps out of the shadows. "Bennett! You ass. Don't sneak up on people," Katy yells at him, her hands on her knees as she gains control of her breathing. "We've had a rough fucking night."

Razor’s face relaxed, “I got into a cab also.” “A cab?” “I call it my cab but in reality, it’s a black Jeep. I told my driver to wait for me there.” Razor replied, the corners of his lips curled up a bit. “You seem rich.” Razor’s smile turned into an arrogant smirk. “I sure am.” Victor leaned back in his chair. He was enjoying this game too much, “Then you did what?” “I stopped at Dixie’s. I decided to go the rest of the way on foot, my driver is too loud mouthed.”

The room went silent only to be broken by Lara’s gasps as the harsh living room light revealed Benny’s completely bald head. He looked thinner, paler, and almost sickly. There was no trace of the cocky playboy he once was. “What the hell did you do?” Lara whispered, horrified. Benny’s eyes darted between us, his expression serious for once. “I kept seeing Ruslan's face in my dream. It was frustrating as I had to weigh several options all at once. Rubbing his bald head, he smirked, “I shaved it off. Just in case your brother decided to smash my head open. I thought it would be easier for him to land a punch without the hair in the way.” He shrugged.