Brahms X Greta Novels & Stories

"It was good seeing you again. Brings back… memories." Travis shifted his chair just enough to break the contact. "Goodbye, Greta." "That's it? No dramatic reunion? No 'take care of yourself'?" she teased. "Goodbye," he repeated, clipped and final. For a moment, she just looked at him, the playful gleam in her eyes dimming. Then she straightened, smoothing her hair. "Well. Same old Travis." "Same old," Liam muttered under his breath. Greta glanced around the table. "Goodbye, boys. Try not to get into too much trouble without me."

The two women in front of Mia moved restlessly. “Although he is very kind, but when he is angry Mr. Bradwood likes to tell guilty people to do things they don't like.” “For example?” Greta glanced left and right before leaning over to Mia. “For example, when I accidentally said something secret to Henrieta about Mr. Bradwood, he punished me for peeling two whole sacks of onions.” Mia looked at Greta who looked tormented remembering the terrible punishment, even Emily and Allana nodded with a sour face, remembering each other's punishment.

Smiled brightly, she took out a small card. She handed it to me and introduced herself, "I'm Greta. I moved here a couple of days ago and I live down the street, but erm . . . if you don't mind, can you tell me if George Brooks lives here?" Greta asked and bit her bottom lip nervously.

I barely whispered. He shakes his head. "You never have to apologize for admiring what is yours. In fact, I have been doing the same thing!" He chuckled as I blushed harder. "What is your name, sweet mate?" I tuck a strand of unruly curls behind my ear. "My name is Virginia, but my friends call me Rae." He smiled. "Rae...I love it. Could you please look at me?" I gulp but comply. "There you are! My name is Braxton, Alpha Braxton Gleason, it's a pleasure to finally and officially meet you!"

“Oh dear,” said Greta with a pleased expression. She looked at Mavis with an amused look on her face and said to her, “It seems like you have gotten your karma.” Mavis gritted her teeth as she looked at Greta. She couldn’t believe that this old hag was not only looking down at her but was also taunting her. Her eyes blazed with anger as she looked at Greta, if not for the fact that she couldn’t do anything, she would have killed this old hag without even batting an eye.

When Klaus is on his way out of the TV – room, someone presses for a mindlink, and at the same time, Greta stands up, gripping the bracelet on her arm. ‘ALPHA, someone is approaching from the north.’ A warrior says at the same time as Greta looks up. “My magical alarms are reacting.” She says. “Klaus, take care of our family,” I say, and he nods his head and gives Liv a hug before leaving the room. “Baby, you stay close to me,” I say, and Liv nods her head. Greta comes over to her room and puts her hand on Liv without a worried expression on her face, and then touches the bracelet she had made Liv.

Greta clicks her tongue out at me as she moves behind me, straightening out the train of the black cocktail dress. “I just don’t think black is my colour.” “You are the epitome of black…black hair, black eyes…” “Black soul?” I chuckle out playfully to Greta. “No…I think your soul could be the purest I have ever come across.” Her words aren’t said in jest, no laughter…no following chuckle. “Wow you almost sounded sincere.” I blast out, filling the awkward silence. “I hadn’t realised how perky your boobs were, you should stop hiding them away.” Her hands pull at mine, yanking them away from my chest to unveil my cleavage.

She was in bliss. “Babe,” Brayden grunted as he pushed in even deeper than before causing Meredith to moan and whimper at the same time biting her lip even harder. He pulled out and just before plowing back in he told her in a low husky voice, “Greta, let me hear you, Baby!”

“So you’ll be living with them?” “Yes,” “In the most expensive estate in the country?” Greta practically squealed out in excitement, her ass at the edge of her seat as she took a large gulp of the beer Halle bought her and then grinned wider. “Yes…” Halle fought back a grin at the woman’s excitement.

“Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Naughty girl~” Greta grabs her boyfriend for a deep kiss, causing Rupert's brows to flick. “Get a room, will you?” The couple stops hearing Rupert's bitter remark. Laughter was imminent in their faces. “Oh, hi Rupert.” “Hi, Grets.” “Looks like you already had fun without me.” Greta stares at the bottles on the counter. “Mr. Grumpy here just went into a full sour mood this evening so I had to sacrifice my liver for a few bottles.”