Romans & histoires Brandon Ness

“Also he moves like he’s angry at the floor personally. Very attractive quality in a man.” “Elora.” “I’m just saying what I see.” I turned back to the court and told my face to do nothing in particular. Brandon found us twelve minutes before tip-off. He came up the steps with Owen and Felix behind him, spotted me, said something to the other two, and made his way along our row. He dropped into the seat on my left and leaned back and looked entirely too comfortable for someone who was supposed to be watching his brother play instead of playing himself. “You came,” he said.

Then why the hell was he so good to me? I just couldn't understand, something had to be wrong, but then I couldn't pinpoint what was wrong. I couldn't help but shudder as I thought of all these. It wasn't as if I knew him before or something, I had been trying to call on my wolf, but it was just too busy brooding that it didn't answer me. "Tell me, Evelyn, what would you like to do?" Alpha Ethan's voice came once again bringing me out of my trance.

Brian's POV. I have lost count since Wilson had injured my Millie and had vanished. But as far as I could tell hew as no where near the castle. And I was running low on human meat. I needed more. I would have to go hunting. I would have to leave Millie alone for a while but not for long. I got dressed since it was still snowing outside. I tucked Millie into bed and locked the door so she could be safe. She hasn't been feeling well but her leg was getting better. So I kissed on her on the forehead and headed out to hunt with my gun. I walked for a while before seeing ome human tracks in the snow. With my gun ready at hand I followed them. Before finding a man who was just wondering aroudn in

Natalie Grayson I watched as an unfamiliar face entered the room. He had a stiff posture, and his body was muscled and toned. He wore basic cargo pants and a black tee that exposed some of the curves of his muscles. He had bright blue eyes with a similar face to Alpha Nolan's. However, the only difference was that he had a lighter shade of hair colour and his features were less defined. It only took me a second to realise that this was in fact, Alpha Nolan's brother, Brandon whom I had not seen in the flesh before.

"What's wrong with you, Brandon? What's your ability?" Bradon's gaze turned distant for a moment. He had never tried it in his past life because, before he could master it, he died. "I have dual abilities—control over wind and metal," he told Liam truthfully. "I discovered it when you were asleep last night at the pharmacy." Sensing Brandon's words seemed to be real, Liam couldn't help but feel awe and appreciation. He hesitated. "Can you show me?" he asked, almost whispering. "Your ability, I mean."

Chester answered, as he made his way towards the girl who has been sitting alone on a table nearby. “Ah… so he really has a partner,” Kenneth muttered. “Yeah. But that’s… Jessica.” Brandon crinkled his nose in disgust. “You made it sound like she’s a bad choice. Well at least he has a partner,” Nix countered at him. “Whatever.” ***

Even though Brandon is gay, he’s the one that I’d always wanted. Brandon is hot. I mean, like the hottest guy that I have ever seen. He is a mountain of a man, standing at almost 6’6”, with broad shoulders and muscles everywhere. He spends so much time in the sun, that he has a year round tan. Brandon’s tawny hair is cut short and he keeps it gelled so that his bangs stay off of his face. A light dusting of freckles covers the bridge of his nose underneath sky blue eyes, and he constantly has stubble along his strong, prominent jaw. Just looking at him is enough to make me wet.

All that was with her was a note telling Luna Hillary to please protect Nessie and keep her safe. “Have you found out anything else about her past or about me?” I ask. “Harrington is still looking into Nessie. As far as you and your wolf blood we won’t know until Nessie marks you. Dr Branson says that your wolf blood is stronger than we all realized. Honestly, he is surprised that you can’t talk to your wolf. Dad thinks that someone might have done something to cause your wolf to go dormant.” Brayden answers.

I look up at him, watching the way his eyebrows knit as he warms the part that Brandon touched. “Brandon’s specialty is ice magic,” he says. “He’s a prodigy in it, but as you can see, he’s got some personality issues. Normally, he’s a nice young man.” Feeling warm at his touch, I caress his arm. He freezes and looks at my face. Overwhelmed by my desire for him, I run my hands along the length of his arm. His features darken and I can sense his desire for me too. “After you are done with Harbin, you could have come to our room,” he says.

firm, steady, and familiar. “I got you,” said a voice close to my ear. I looked up, and of course it was him. Brandon. Of all people. He smelled different, some kind of new cologne. Warmer, a little spicy. Like he’d put actual effort into this night. “Trying to fly, Ms. N?” he asked, smirking. “I was trying to avoid breaking my ankle,” I muttered, straightening up. “You’re welcome,” he said, hand still on my waist.