Brandon Stark Novelas e Histórias

BLADE Chapter One Emiliana's POV At the moment, the only thing on my mind was how to get out of this tight, exposing, goddamn wedding dress. The driver pulled over at a huge mansion. The bodyguards alighted and opened the car door for us. I stepped down and turned back, expecting my husband to step out of the car but he stepped out from the other side and slammed the door shut. I was startled by his action. Then he began to walk inside without waiting for me.

His own Alpha aura rolled around Theodore when Stark took charge. “Stop hurting her again and again. It hurts her when you look down at her just because she chose me. She cries silently because of your rude behavior toward her, and my heart bleeds every time when I see a tear in her eyes.” “I had thought that tonight… tonight everything will be alright between you two. That’s why I had planned a surprise for her, but I was so wrong. And after today’s incident, I will make sure that you two never see each other again if the result is going to be like this.” Brandon’s jaw tightened upon hearing this. Who the hell was he to decide that they would never see each other again?

Brandon titters, as he tilts his head moving it from Cameron to Adrian. "Let me borrow your words, wrong move, the alpha should have known that you are no match for me, within a blink, I will strangle you and feed you to the bird of the sky, an alpha battling with beta and Gamma, what a shame? You know I have alpha blood running in my veins." Brandon's voice was filled with mockery, being the proud ruthless Alpha that he is, he would never bow to anyone.

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.

"Now, all I need to do is carve here, and then we can see exactly what you're made of. Get it?" "How about we see what you're made of instead?" Steaven's blade was firmly stuck in Brandon's chest. The Alpha grunted as he tried to jerk the blade upward. Brandon, however, teleported right off the blade and to the center of the room. "You'll pay for that," He drew his arms back to attack, but an arrow hit him directly in the chest. A glance in the direction that it had come from revealed Sebestian's presence as well. Then Ammy appeared. Jenny, Sam, Simon, Alexnader, dozens of people marched their way in, but Adom only needed to see one.

Neither of us could believe it. Brandon was an Alpha, soon to succeed his father's throne after graduation. Wealthy, desired by many, and a known playboy, I knew I wasn't his type of girl, not to mention the future Luna. "Bloody shit! What sort of stupid fate is this? You, of all people? A rut like you? Naïve, dresses worse than a nerd, dirty, weak, and barely able to speak for yourself? I'd rather die than accept you!" he roared, anger flashing in his eyes.

My eyes widen and I link my warriors, "hold up, keep your position, we found her, but I need to hear what is actually happening." Stacy's uses her haughty voice, "uhm, Braddock is extremely wealthy, he's an Alpha and he needs an heir," she takes a breath, "I need the money and power he will provide me. I don't mind sleeping with the old fuck at least once, so I can pop out a pup for him and then I lay back and enjoy my life, without a care in the world." I arch a brow to my 2 best friends, the looks on their faces is pure disgust, I open my pack mind link, "Stacy has been found and will not be coming to our pack, warriors stay in place all other pack members, thank you for helping and retur

It was my first combat class as an adult and the level of violence had left me speechless. On the other hand, Onyx was cheering for Vincent’s victory, she asked me for a bucket of popcorn shamelessly. “Our mate is so powerful, Liz. Brandon made a huge mistake by offending his King. Now, he will remember this lesson until his death.” “Yeah, if he survives today!” Watching Brandon’s fight on practice grounds was my favorite hobby. I had seen him getting hurt and recovering in a split second due to his Alpha wolf’s healing ability. But today, Brandon was still lying on the floor even after five minutes, Vincent yawned lazily.

“A suitable job for the lesser son.” The sound of another man’s voice caused me to turn, and I felt my stomach twist a little at the sight. Prince Edrick, Neil’s other brother, strode up to us with a brown fur cloak trailing behind him. He was nearly as large as Caleb, with equally icy silver eyes and a hard look to his handsome face, and wore the same circlet as his brothers. Most notably, there was a single scar that ran across his cheek. “Lesser son?” I used our Mindlink without even meaning to, causing Neil’s arm to stiffen a little more beneath my touch.

I saw the bodies still lying there, motionless. And then my stomach clenched. Another feed—Arya tied to a chair, Marcus bound, Enzo slumped but alive. All on display. I clenched my fists so tight my knuckles popped. “I’ll get you out,” I whispered. Then a voice drifted from the shadows. “Well, well. Looks like the rat figured out how to crawl into the pantry.” Brandon. He stepped into the glow of the screens, his smile sharp, suit jacket crisp like this was a business meeting. His hair slicked back, his eyes cold and gleaming.