Benson X Mordecai Novels & Stories

Benette went on, glad that he finally found someone to talk to about the events on that mysterious day. “Point taken,” Mordecai said thoughtfully. “We just need to let him see the truth on his own.” “So, what do you think we should do now?” asked Benette. He watched as Mordecai walked towards two students dueling. One just fell on the ground, admitting defeat, and Mordecai was fast to heal the scratches on his arm. “Oh! I almost forgot about our duel!” Benette said, mostly to himself.

"Momo, huh?" "Yup," Mia responded, giggling. "Hello, darling," Beth reached out and rubbed his dark hair. His green eyes glinted up at her. "What's your name?" "Mordecai." "Oh Mordecai." She shot Mia a quick look. Mia smiled impishly. "What's a lovely name!" He bowed his head as a blush came on. "Thank you." She gave in to her urge to cooed then. "You two were playing?"

The person who never asked anyone for anything was here standing hand folded asking to God for the person who is everything for him. The clock tickled 6:00 pm it was four hours past. He looked at the OT in exasperation. when will she get fine? There was a beep and silence. After a long silence of four hours. There was a subtle noise. Movement of pieces of equipment and machines. The silence was heart wrenching, the silence in the environment did not matched the havoc in the environment. Amidst trauma and turbulence in the heart, the silence in the air was mystical and apprehensive.

"I think it’s my ticket back to power. Now, let’s make a deal." Silence fell between them. Then, in a shocking move—Benson snatched the USB from Margret’s hands. Her eyes widened. "What are you doing?!" Benson gritted his teeth and crushed the drive under his heel. "I’m done with you, Mother." Margret gasped in horror. "You fool! You could have had everything!" Benson shook his head. "I already have what I need. A fresh start." Adrian watched, impressed. Margret, however, was not defeated. Not yet.

I'd like to see if they are as impressive as they are rumored to be. Benson was a prideful person. On top of that, he was truly quite strong. He was the best in his war zone. That was why he could not stand others doubting his abilities. Even though he knew Paul was deliberately provoking him, he did not mind. After all, he did not take a retired soldier seriously at all. However, Benson did not intend to help Paul for nothing. "Paul, I'm very close with you, and I can help you. But don't you forget that my men are not familiar with you at all? You want them to help you, so shouldn't you do something for them?"

“We are starving, Let’s go in then.” Benson looked over at the both of us like he was trying to understand why we were here. We were enemies, he wasn’t a good person and he knew i knew. He just was proud enough that he knew i wouldn’t find any real dirt on him to do anything about it. Fucking asshole. He obviously knew our visit to his house wasn’t one of friendliness either but he had no say in it and had no other option than to watch his back, atleast for tonight. I gave Kai a curt nod, Showing I acknowledged his approach. Benson joined his hands together, a brighter smile plastered on his face. “The more the merrier.”

Once again, I was completely shocked he didn’t take it the wrong way. It turns out Benson is a fan of the Red Moon Melody, the name of Chaze’s band, also known as RMM. That picture was taken several days ago. I thought that was the reason Chaze wanted to meet with me, alone. I was about to find out that things were going to change even more.

I asked with a bit of humor to try and make him smile since it looked like he could use a smile for himself. He smiled and nodded his head. "I suppose it would help you out here. I don't need anyone too serious dear. Just need someone who's willing to do work but you will never be alone with a patient for your own safety and protection." "I understand, One of your guards named Martin said he would be willing to protect me." "Ah yes him, he is our best guard." Mr. Baxter spoke with a bit of a smirk.

He’s studying to be a psychologist and I know he’ll be great at that. Benson is the youngest of us, born six minutes after Ajax. He’s the charmer, the most mischievous and outgoing of the three of us. He’s smart but tends to hide his intelligence behind jokes and cocky grins. He’s studying to be an engineer and he’s on schedule to graduate at the top of his class.

Her scent was strong enough that I knew she wasn’t far, but the smell of blood and gunpowder still lingered in the air. I turned to Felix, “Find Renda and Grace for me.” He blinked and startled looking at me before flashing me a nervous smile and nodded. “You got it.” A car pulled up and Ben stepped out, his brow furrowing as he charged toward me. “What have you—” “Ben,” Mordecai said calmly, leaning against the hood of his car. “Do remember whose territory you’re in.” He turned and looked at Mordecai. He glared at me before going towards Mordecai.