Brad Constance Novels & Stories

A devil in disguise, is what I will call him and to be honest, he creeps me out sometimes, but I love him. "You deserve it, asshole" Brad frowned at him. Brad is a nice guy, gentle and honest, he is the type that stays loyal to the girl he likes, and will cherish her. It is no news that Brad likes my fiancee, but Vickie has never noticed him for once, and I doubt she will. While Connor, is the dangerous one among us, both he and Jude. But he seems to have changed a bit since his marriage to Alicia. "How long are you staying?" I questioned, trying to change the topic. The last thing I want is to start discussing Brad's feelings for the lady I am supposed to marry in a month.

I completely bull shit my way through. "Oh ok, well I guess I could talk to Jordan for you. But no promises I'm afraid." "Ok great, thanks Brad. Just wondering, what is your cousins surname?" I ask. "Surname? Well err, it's... erm... I don't know?" He stumbles over his words, scratching the back of his neck. Poor Brad. He cannot lie to save his life.

Without being able to stop, I opened it, thinking it was Lucas and that there was some problem with the party. The message came from an unknown number and I frowned. I’m in Philadelphia and I’d like to see you again and talk. -Brad I froze completely. I think my heart stopped beating for a few seconds as I read and reread those words. Grind your teeth. DAMN! *****

“That chapter is closed. She’s married to Dr. Green now.” Bradley stepped closer to the stage and extended his hand toward Emerson. “Congratulations, Emerson,” he said, his voice clear, carrying through the hall. “I just stopped by to congratulate you both when I heard.” Emerson hesitated for a fraction of a second. Then he released a slow breath, stepped forward, and took Bradley’s hand. “Thank you, Bradley,” Emerson replied. “It’s good to see you back. Healthy. Stronger.” Bradley nodded, the handshake firm but brief.

jeez; he didn't know when he'd last seen Mattie Wilcox. Brad crossed to the cream-colored sofa. He sank to the edge of the plush cushion and propped his elbows on his knees. He signed, rubbing his forehead with the heels of his hands. More and more, it seemed, Ginger had been right. He just didn't know crap about women. "Your dog wants in." Brad jerked his head up and turned to look at her. He shook his head in bemusement as he studied her. Sprout. His little Sprout is all grown up. Well, not grown up, as much as grown...out.

He’d found his answer quickly. And was still sitting and staring, amazed and maybe a little afraid when the knock repeated, accompanied by a cough and a “Brad? Got a minute?” He started, slightly relieved for some reason at being interrupted. His relief dimmed, however, when he swiveled in his rolling chair and saw Ned Simmons—that Math fellow Emma was going on holiday with—leaning in his doorway, grinning. “Hey . . . Brad. Ned Simmons. We met last night at the Inn.” Bradley stared, groping for something to say and finding nothing. Ned’s smile faltered. “Ah . . . uh. Sorry. Were you busy? If so, I’ll just . . . ”

Brad stops and stands to face one of the paparazzi, smiling. "Yes. They are dating." ********

We all stood, I still had a subtle smile on, I was enjoying every bit of the moment. I had waited five excruciating long years to see the look on their faces. Now that I have, it was all worth it. "May we all proceed inside the banquet hall," Brad spoke in a calm tone. There was Brad, also known as Bradon, the least anxious person among them. He is Nolan's stepbrother and the COO of the company. Yes, I googled him. I googled them all, and I did my due diligence, no way, I was coming back, without knowing what I was coming back to.

Complete. Home.

I stood up with his blood stains on my hands and shirt and wanted to storm out,but Ava ran to his side and held him as she put his head on her lap crying uncontrollably,because he had passed out. “This is why we didn’t want to tell you” She said through sobs pointing at Brad passed out body on her lap ”but you did it anyway.For once think about me and what makes me happy,Brad makes me happy even though he doesn’t have much am satisfied with him,do you have a heart or conscience? This is someone who has been there for you and helped you,he took as his family since he doesn’t have one.But you always think you can resolve everything through violence” she said yelling at this point.