Brad Block Tales Novels & Stories

She quickly averted her gaze and looked to where Llewellyn was once standing as he walked into the forest. Lucian was still seated calmly behind her with his back against one of the trees and with her seated directly in front of him, her back to his chest. Being unable to bear the silence, Katherine finally spoke, "Tell me a story," "Milord," She quickly added wanting to remain respectful. His already deep voice was low and sounded like a hum, "You have to be more specific than that, do you wish to hear about the tales of the creatures below sea level or the creatures that plague the earth realm,"

“He may have influenced you in the process, but it wasn’t until after he got to know you that he found the courage to stand up to his father about his love for art. He nearly gave Theodore a heart attack when he told him that he was going to double major in pre-med and architecture.” Natalia shook her head. “But I had nothing to do with that. That was all Brad.” Barbara lifted her lips into a patient smile. “Oh really? Then why did your name come up at least a dozen times during that conversation. Brad went on and on about how courageous you were, how you were committed to using your talent and not seeing it go to waste. How you had very little but managed to do so much with what you had—” “

Bradley finally said and I nodded in understanding as I thanked him once again. Then he turned to leave. Unable to stop myself, I spoke. “Brad. I know you have questions to ask. Ask me.” I muttered, my hand still in Ryder's hand and he hesitated for a moment before turning to me. “Ryder told me I was hallucinating but I know I wasn't. There's no way a human should heal so quickly the way you did. You fight zombies like you are superhuman. So tell me…” “Tell you what?”