Bran Stark Novelas e Histórias

What did she want from me? My dad's name is Chansey Slate, he is Beta to our Alpha, Brock Landon. My father is married to Rebecca Slate, and I have a brother named Tyler, who is my twin. We look like complete opposites. I have dark brown hair, his is raven black, which I envy, to be honest. He's darker-skinned toned than I am. He's extremely well built, meaning he's super muscular for his age, since he is always working out! And I mean working out all the damn time, just like his arrogant best friend, Blake.

Bran was stuttering. “About yourself. What you’ve been doing, about your family, anything!” Cecilia was desperately trying to keep the conversation going. “S-sure. Well, I… have an older brother.” Bran picked a topic that came into mind. “An older brother?” “Yeah. His name is… oh.” Bran just remembered something about his brother that made him pause. “What’s wrong?” “My brother, he is not exactly a good guy. He’s a wanted criminal.” Bran looked away from Cecilia as he was embarrassed and scared of what he admitted.

And he instantly understood that this other woman on the line is jealous of the one whom he was about to kidnap. 'Poor thing' he thought. Just like the woman said Jake repeated it, which made Bran roll his eyes at the spineless man. Jake is actually the stepbrother of a man he looks up to. Bran met Damien when they were kids, and Damien was struggling to cope up with the loss of his mother. They both fought in the underground fighting rings for money, which Damien used to give it to Bran, as the latter needed it and the former only fought to cool down the growing frustration and the loss.

he winked walking away Everyone was still staring at me as I walked away from the door at two the kitchen. I needed to get away from everything that’s happened today and pounded into my head as if it was trying to explode my brain. But the moment I reached my room I remembered something. Making me run back down the stairs and to the infirmary as fast as I could. Busting into the door the nurse tried to stop me but I just pushed by her. Reaching to the room I pushed the door open too fast I almost lost my balance. The doctor, Alex, Ryan, and Creed all turned to look at me as my brother laid out on the table with tubes and machines connected to him “ He is allergic to anesthesia. I thought it

MAXIM (THE ORACLE) POV I was not expecting Stan to contact me again. I helped him out to take a powerful pawn, off the board so that there wasn't so much bloodshed because of what was coming. Imagine my surprise when he called. I let Alpha have his moment with Stan. I was anxious to see my mate and the longer Rae was unconscious, the more worried I became. I knew that Braxton was even more scared and worried than I was. From what I have seen of him so far, I was very impressed. He has a way of being there for his pack as well as his mate. I've known other alphas forget about their pack when their mate is ill or in the hospital. Alpha Braxton was not that kind of Alpha and I could not help bu

"Ok, yeah that did sound ominous, sorry. I actually haven't killed anyone, but I plan it out regularly for one of my housemates who I should never have moved in with." "What does she do that's so bad?" "What doesn't he do?" I put my phone down and look at the stranger, swirling my hands in front of me to warn of an impending offloading of problems that aren't actually that big a deal to any normal person but I don't feel like a normal person today. I feel like a histrionic, overdramatic nutcase who is having the day from hell. "Seriously, run away now, the rant is building. I promise I'm not a psychopathic killer, I won't actually murder my sister. I really do love her. I'm just having a bad

His focus on the flames as they crackled and waved. “The Luna has arrived,” Odis announced. The young man turned around has dark skin and his black hair is puffy and wild. A firm strong jawline, thin lips, and sharp prominent nose. The most surprising thing is his eyes, brown eyes with a white cloud over them. The doctor is blind. “Good afternoon, Luna. My name is James Sylvester. It’s a pleasure and an honor to meet you,” the doctor said. “A pleasure to meet you. You seem quite…”

Arthur ordered, hanging up the cellphone. After Jared hung up the cellphone, an old man walked to him. The man looked like he was sixty years old, if not younger. After spotting the old man walking to him, Jared bowed respectively, "Master Stark, you're here?" "Yes, you told me my grandson is coming back today, I've decided to come and welcome him, even though he hates me!" The man said, sounding sad. "Well...the preparations for your grandson's arrival are going well." Jared said to the old man respectfully. The old man's name was Christian Stark, Arthur's grandfather.

She just smirked at him. ‘Baby... you triggered him,’ Drake commented through her mind. ‘But keep up the excellent work, my stray. Be a queen.’ "Why are you trembling, Sultan?" "That’s Cadmus, my stray; he’s the leader of the elites," Drake informed "Oh, he’s scary, so you know," Emily replied. Emily watches how they throw questions at the Sultan about traitors. "Are you perhaps a traitor of this kingdom? Are you involved with Bella? " Additionally, Taurus asks,

Grat Bran 's voice trembled. The leading gangster sneered: "Grat Bran , we don't want money or women, as long as you go to the city hospital tomorrow and kneel down to apologize to Dr. Allen Peterson! If you dare not obey, then don't blame our boss for sending someone to kill you!" "Boss? Which boss?" Grat Bran couldn't help but ask. The leading gangster immediately burst out laughing: "Boy, you haven't even heard of David Pevi? It's really ignorant. Now you should know, right?"