Bran Stark Novels & Stories

Brad said, sitting down on the chair. He looked like he tossed and turned all night, "You alright? Kind of looks like shit." I said looking at him. "Yeah, I'm fine. I was just up late last night thinking about some things." Brad replied. "What were you thinking about?" I asked, pouring the eggs into the pan. "Just different outcomes for when we get back home, I know what we are stepping into. Are you sure you are ready for that?" Brad asked. That was something that had been going through my mind a lot lately and I really do feel like I would be okay, I couldn't stay hidden here forever. "I think I will be fine, the medicines and everything else have been working. I think I am more ready to s

This was Bran—Brandon MacKuly. He had always been around the mansion when we were kids, always trying to get my attention, but I ignored the living hell out of him. Bran had been obsessed with me until one day when Dad caught him drooling over me as I swam in the pool, and he was told never to come back to the mansion. William, his dad, had obeyed Vinichi and kept his son away, and since then, I hadn’t seen Bran—the nerdy kid with glasses—until now. Except now he wasn’t that nerdy kid anymore. He was probably a hot latte I’d order without blinking.

“I sent Steven with them.” That explained the locked, empty suite. I ended the call, tossed the phone aside. I hadn’t noticed Preston slip into the bathroom, but he came back barefoot, sleeves rolled, and told me he had drawn a bath. Preston Sandoval—that’s all I know, all I care to know. Somewhere between twenty and twenty-eight, pale dark eyes that always look like he’s been crying, white-blond hair, razor jaw. The kind of man whose massage could send your soul out of your body. He’s taken two bullets for me. Yet every moment we share is pure empress and slave. Those thick muscles aren’t decoration. Veins rope his forearms; the rest of him matches—including the part I’ve measured with more

The fact that Zoya is back only means things will get murkier from now on. And she'll be drowned by guilt cos she started this mess. [Ten Years Ago] "Are you sure you'll be able to handle him? I can go" Eighteen years old Madden said confidently. He's standing with Klara in the middle of her office. Klara is preparing to go meet Sergei since they need an ally in The Bratva, and he seems to be the strongest, coupled with the fact that he was also friends with late Ivan "I'll do it. I know how to handle him so wait for me" Klara replied, flashing him an assuring smile before leaving the office.

Huge men, the kind of huge that immediately activates female survival instincts. One has dark hair shaved close on the sides, heavy scars cutting across his mouth and brow. The other is broader, older maybe, thick neck covered in tattoos disappearing beneath a black thermal shirt stretched tight over muscle. Both stare at me openly and neither looks friendly. My pulse kicks hard, adrenaline waiting to see if I choose fight or flight. Fuck them. Frankie Bell did not survive retail customers and shitty landlords by cowering. I lift an eyebrow. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer, pervs.”

After the war between Rogues and Lycans, Stark decided to lived as a normal person. He build an empire of his own. Even mortals didn't recognize that they were only wearing a human skin at day but shifted into a Lycan wolf at night anytime they want. He's one of the richest Lycan king in the whole city of New Jersey. The Stark Real Estate were built ten years ago and still reining in the whole real estate companies. Gerald Itopia was his son to a mortal woman who was Arcela Cortez. She's still in a vacation in Korea. She loved to visit every countries and took some pictures of beautiful buildings. Stark didn't mind her because she's as stubborn like her son.

"You look really familiar. Are you at Branston High? Maybe you know my brother?" "Yeah I'm in year eight. Who's your brother?" "Oh same as him, Shane Woodson, do you know him?" The smile falls from her face immediately and she takes a step back towards the stairs. "Yeah, I know Shane Woodson." She gives a wry laugh and disappears upstairs without another word. "That was weird." Nathan leans over and whispers to me. "Right. Clearly not a fan of my brother." We all chat quietly, well almost all of us, Jake is stoic as usual, while we wait for Kim to come out and swap with Eleanor who looks about ready to faint.

Bran closed his eyes and gave himself up to the wolf dream, to the smells and sounds of midnight. When they woke the next morning, the fire had gone out and the Liddle was gone, but he'd left a sausage for them, and a dozen oatcakes folded up neatly in a green and white cloth. Some of the cakes had pinenuts baked in them and some had blackberries. Bran ate one of each, and still did not know which sort he liked the best. One day there would be Starks in Winterfell again, he told himself, and then he'd send for the Liddles and pay them back a hundredfold for every nut and berry.

After Jen had slammed out of the room, he'd done some searching of his own, and every new discovery had been like a dagger in his heart. Kyle Clancy was not only wealthy beyond anything he himself could ever imagine, but the man was also some kind of rogue. He was a lone wolf-one of those men women went crazy over. There wasn't a bad word to be found about the guy, which was suspect. But no matter how he dug, there was nothing he could use against him. "Paul, I want you to leave; we have nothing to talk about. Please go home to your wife and child and leave me alone."

I freeze my blood runs cold I thought he wouldn't be home she lied to me I glare at Melissa but I turn around I look I see him he's nor longer a boy he's a man he's wearing a suits now ,the one he has hug his muscle frame he's bigger now his dark hair is trimmed parted looking like a business man he's nor longer wearing glasses as I see his eyes. "Zach I didn't know you will be here " of course i will be here I had to cut my business trip short when I heard Dad's diagnosis " okay" a pretty woman steps in front of him I recognise her " Laney you remember me I am Stacey I am Zach's Fiancee " oh wow yeah it's been a while " "that's fantastic you sure you can't do better"I say with a fake smi