Brandon Routh Novels & Stories

"And your Aunt?" "Very well too, your highness." "There's no need to call me that," She laughed, patting me on the shoulder, "don't fret, this is just my brother. Cisses." I held out my hand to him. Cisses shook my hand gratefully, his whole face lighting up. His grin replicated Adeia's, but I noticed that it was a lot wider and much cheekier. "Nice to meet you, Prince Cisses," I spoke in a polite tone to him, bobbing another little curtsey. He threw back his head and laughed.

"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."

I don’t know if it will even lead to my freedom or doom all of us! But I will not submit my soul to the devil…. I will make James Russo pay for it!!! I will make his life a living hell.. He has made my dream of a marrying the man whom I love destroyed along with many wishes!!! The door opened and my brother walked in with Aunt Greene and Lilian. “Dad it’s time....” Leo Ronaldo said and my looked at me with a firm nod. I sighed as I exited the safe walls of my lavish bedroom where I spent my whole 23 years growing and happy....

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.

I wrapped one arm around her waist and used the other to lift her up, holding her steady so she wouldn’t collapse while I pounded into her dripping cunt without pause. Brandon moved in front of her, standing close, his thick cock in his hand, stroking it slowly as he watched her face. Rhea’s eyes lifted to him, lips parted, breath coming in broken gasps while I kept railing her from behind, my hips slapping against her ass with every merciless stroke.

Brandon looked back at the cottage and wondered if the bond was the reason he felt the need to see Marina daily. -=- “Bree, I’m borrowing your car for my date,” Bran said enthusiastically as he came downstairs, looking like a proper young gentleman going to church. For his date, Brandon took a long shower, carefully dried his hair, and styled it with gel. And for clothes, Aiden had loaned him a light blue long-sleeved button-down shirt, dark blue slacks, and dress shoes.

All her life she thought Jeff was the most handsome man she’s ever seen but seeing this man standing in front of her, Jeff was just learning. “What is your name?” Brandon asked, breaking the silence between them. “Rhoda Cortez, sir,” Rhoda said as she bent her head slightly, not wanting to look Brandon in the eyes. Liam had told her not to look him straight in the eyes. “First of all, I would love to apologize for that night, I didn’t intend to force myself on you, I was high on drugs…” Brandon paused as his eyes drifted to Liam who quickly bent his head with guilt.

The situation sounded bizarre, but who was I to judge? "Well, no judgement here" Hunter shrugged, and sat down, "he'll suck your soul out". Brandon was here on some sort of scholarship. I didn't know much about him, but I knew that he'd been an olympic wrestler when he was just eighteen, and won gold. It wasn't hard to tell why. The guy was built like a refrigerator. "Can we do this then?" He asked, and I nodded and watched as he lay back on his bed, took yet another deep breath and closed his eyes. "Okay, go ahead" he swallowed, refusing to open his eyes as I looked nervously back at Hunter who shrugged.

Luca ‘Why don’t we just kill her already,’ Brandon mind links I sometimes despise that I left with Brandon and his mother, Breanna. Brandon’s father is Derek’s uncle’s son, Thomas Brooks. Breanna has done nothing but shove ideas of revenge onto Brandon since he could walk and it’s all he’s ever thought about. ‘Be patient Brandon. I have plans for her first.’

The person says on the other end” “I don't need to remind you, Brandon. Don't snitch on me. My weapons must not be short of one. I will find you and hunt you down. How are your kids? Demi and Tumi, right?” “How did you. . .” Brandon has a stupefied look on his face. “Don't worry. Do my bid and life goes on smoothly for you. I rise, brother.” “That sly thing!” Brandon huffs. His face gets red as he places a call and shouts orders across to his workers. “No mistake. I repeat, no mistake. . . Are they complete?. . . Good. . .The safe route. . . Great”