Brad Constance Novels & Stories

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

The shorter of the women stared rather intently at Brad, and he knew what was coming even before she said, “Hey, aren’t you that writer guy?” Still wearing his barker hat, Bias picked up the book he’d been reading, which happened to be Brad’s latest release, Disappearing Act. Bias liked to joke that he was Brad’s publicist/manager/all-around guru, and he launched into his spiel. “That’s right, ladies, this is the one and only Bradley Storm. Internationally bestselling author whose newest is in stores now. In fact, if you’ll be around this Saturday, he’s doing a reading and book signing at E. Shaver just off Madison Square.”

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.

She smiled, chit chat with the lady beside her as well as Richard. Finally, Brad couldn't take it anymore. He got up to his feet. They were on a long dining table with the rest of the guests on separate seats. But this particular one was like for special guests. Brad didn't need to take the mic to announce. These people were just enough. "It's such a pleasure to meeting all of you, really." He began to say. Maria flashed a murderous stare but he went on anyway. "A lot of you may not know this, but that young lady beside Mr Richard is none other than my ex wife."

Aiden's father asked his mother. "Yes, if you do." They may love each other or care for each other, but she was still a breeder and so still referred to her owner for everything. "Okay, what would you like to know Luna Kate?" "Your names would be a nice start." I joked. "I am so sorry." Alpha Reed said. "Bad Manners. This is Delta Squad Leader, Harry Tim, his breeder, Malia and their son, Aiden." "Thank you for talking to me. When did you buy Malia.

A voice came from behind the two. Gael and Leonard turned around in unison and they were both shocked at the sight of Ashton. Ashton was walking over with a woman and the two were holding hands. The woman had fair skin, she was slender with a narrow waist and her legs were long. She looked beautiful as her long hair danced lazily in the wind. Ashton was as dashing as always but his face was a little pale. Gael's mouth was wide open after seeing his grandson. Leonard on the other hand had his eyes fixed on Maya as his eyes flashed with a mysterious light. No one could tell what he was thinking about or what was so interesting about Maya.

I couldn't help but push his arm and said in a low voice, "There are other people here. Don't talk nonsense!" Declan raised his eyebrows and looked down at the newspaper. At this moment, I came out of my trance and first fed Leah a mouthful of rice. Then, I asked, "Declan, does Brad have a girlfriend?" "No, as far as I know." He stared at the newspaper and answered. Hearing this, I said happily, "Hey, how about letting Audrey and Brad get to know each other?" Declan frowned. "That crazy woman? No way!" "Who's a crazy woman? Audrey has a good character and style of doing things," I said.

Chapter 50 The Secret Video Tape Red Fox Clan Brad’s POV “How is your arm now?” Brad asked, placing soft k**ses on Brittany’s arm. They are currently in his room, enjoying their lovely moment. She rested her head properly on his chest, smiling at the way he treats her like a queen. Brad picked up the remote control from the side stool close by and changed the station of the Tv. It displays the past event of the Hybrid contest, showing the judges and those that were performing.

Brad nodded his head and his childish behavior turned 180° and his face turned serious. ~~~~~ "You look worn out." Celestine asked when they settled in Lisa's cabin. "That bastard came to house last night. He is such a pain in ass." Lisa rubbed the nap of her neck. "Come on Lisa, Brad is such nice guy." Celestine laughed when Lisa scrunched her nose.

“Don’t you sweat it, I’m not upset with you.” “There’s more.” Brad interrupted and I turned to look at him. He looked so angry and I noticed that his fists were balled up tightly. “There’s more?” I repeated wondering what more could happen since Brad saved me. “Yes there is.” He answered then he sighed and took out his phone to show me. I played the video and my eyes widened in shock. “Oh! Wow!” I exclaimed seeing how badly bruised up Connor was. “He looks so hurt.” “Yeah, he deserved some more.” Brad said angrily.