Bran Stark Novelas e Histórias

He had achieved this position through merit, unlike Grun, who had secured it through her lineage. Bran had been exceptional among his 13 siblings, skilled in combat and rumored to be as formidable as the organization's ancient founders. Sharing a name with the founder had only further fueled his desire to lead the organization to glory. He had worked diligently to nurture countless talents and fighters, making the organization so formidable that other factions dared not oppose them. The organization's reputation and renown had spread far and wide, and Bran had retired content. He had believed he would never have to intervene in the organization's affairs again, but his optimism had been misp

“I am not! This is a game that can be played in two. I will ignore her until she comes to me! ” "No" Stark said "You will go to see her now!" “Mark my words, Stark Cruz! I will not! I am not a fool to let her do what she wants with me. I am an alpha, the most powerful alpha in Canada, I can't run after a woman just because she wants so. " Max yells at Stark. “You know what? If we lose her again, because of your ego, you are dead to me! ” And Stark closes all his links with Max, leaving him as human as possible.

More tears sprang, my head spinning so hard that I saw a black spot for a couple of seconds. “Listen to me.“ He gritted his teeth while lifting my head to make me look him in the eyes. “If there is anyone in this damned world who knows Stark better than anyone else, it is me. I know what he is capable of and what he has done, especially considering that you only entered his life a few weeks ago. He is a manipulator and a fucking liar. I can tell you that you mean absolutely nothing to him; he only wants you to produce offspring for him and after that discard you as soon as possible.“

“But I am not. I am sorry, Bella, but you know nothing about the man that you thought you knew, Bella. His real name is Desmond Erasto and not Leon! He is a criminal!” I feel like the ground beneath me has shattered. My breath comes in short gasps as the weight of Jayden’s revelation crushes me. The man I once trusted, the man I gave everything to, is not only a monster but also the brother of someone who has tried to protect me.

“Of course, it is still running…..do you have a big scoop for me?” “Yes, a big scoop indeed… I want you to post some news tomorrow morning.” “Hold on, let me get a pen and paper.” This took a while “Alright, I am ready now.” “Bran gets stuck in a love triangle with his wife and her secret lover at a party of popular influencers.” “Wait, what?? Bran? Bran Garner??” “Are you taking this scoop or not?” “I am sorry, I just was not expecting the main character of this scoop to be your husband’s nephew.”

He said, looking away from me, looking at my betas, before turning his attention to me. “What’s your name?” I demanded, stepping closer. “Taylor,” he said, voice low, hoarse. “I knew you’d come. I was waiting for one of you to come, someone to trace the body, someone to try and help.” “Did you bring Caleb back?” His eyes flicked to mine. “No. I stayed away. We all did. We couldn't approach. We saw him being brought to you, but there was a darkness that was around him. It stopped us from approaching.”

My mother's so-called defilement has always been a bone down my throat. I reluctantly asked. “What consort?” “The boy,” another councilman interrupted. “Stanley Moreau. Isn't he your betrothed? So by law he is the bratva heir and is to lead beside you. You flaunt him already. Very well. Bring him before us.” My fingers curled against the desk, knuckles turning white. Stanley was just a normal student. He knew nothing about the mafia world, I hadn't even summoned the courage to tell him who I was and now they wanted him.

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

I said. Ray stared at me. “You keep saying that name,” I said. “Who is Rylan?” The room went completely still. “What?” he said. “You’ve said that name three times,” I said. “Who is he?” Ray straightened up slowly. He looked at Marcus. Marcus’s face gave him nothing. He looked back at me. “Rylan Stark,” he said. Slowly. Like he was testing each word. “Elara’s brother. The Vipers president.” He paused. “Your best friend.”

But now…Now as I looked into his eyes, I couldn't stop my tears. I blurted, "You are the strongest man in and around North America, Bran. That means that you are definitely intelligent. But you are planning to choose Saskia over me? Are you that stupid that you can't see what is in front of you?" "In front of me?" he scoffed and left my arms