Brandon Stark Novelas e Histórias

dad asked, looking at him shocked. “Yes, why don’t we talk in private,” I said, dragging Brandon to the kitchen. Well, he told me about his life and how he had to fake his death to be free of that dark world before meeting me. I am happy he is now free and also not involved in the dark world. I guess we have both gone through a lot, especially him. We got to the kitchen, and he explained to dad everything. At the end of the day, they both hugged with teary eyes and I introduced him to everyone. He also got the kids’ expensive gifts. Everyone was glad, including Brandon. We all played games and had a lot of eating contests, which Brandon, Liam and Ares aced perfectly. Ace is pop older brother

At least, he didn’t think so. A name came to him suddenly—Mr. Stefan Broderick. The last time they had met, Brandon had nearly broken the man’s jaw. Could this be retaliation? Could he have taken Hannah to get back at him? His grip on the steering wheel tightened. If Stefan had anything to do with this, Brandon would make him pay. Without another thought, Brandon started the engine and sped toward Stefan’s house. His blood boiled with every second that passed. If Stefan was behind this, he wouldn’t leave that house in one piece.

he replied. Drake motioned his hand and said, “You may leave,” Dillon then left at a swift speed. His Beta may think that he’s heartless, but that’s what he is, and he has a reputation to maintain. He will not let his emotion defeat his bravery. It is better for him not to show any care. But no matter how he denies it, he knew that the moment he stopped touching her, he was already doing the art of care. Emily was beautiful but weak… even if her appearance shouts an aura of a future Luna of a pack. But to a ruthless Alpha King like him, that’s something he would never have.

Darth was vexed Brandon's smirk grew as he continued taunting Darth, "Hmm, bloody? Now that you mention it, I think I'd like to see some blood." And with this, he stood up and stepped forward, squatted to Darth's level, and dealt him five stinging slaps. Darth felt stars dancing in his vision, blood trickling from his nose, and scratches on his face caused by Brandon's rough edged ring. Cupping Darth's face in his hands, Brandon looked into his eyes. "You don't seem so scared after all. I thought you were a coward," he said with a hint of evil surprise.

Brandon sighed deeply, as if weary of repeating that we could never be together. "Well, Rachel and I will be returning to Stockholm tomorrow morning, and I need to retire for the night," Brandon announced with a hint of finality. "I'll see you before I depart," he added, making his way towards the door. I wasn't surprised that I couldn't convince Brandon to be with me. Brandon is an epitome of unwavering loyalty and honor. He would go to great lengths to uphold the trust placed in him, and his noble character remained steadfast. He never engaged in actions that would betray people's trust.

I sat back on the couch and closed my eyes, this day didn't happen the way I had hoped that it would. **Brandon POV** As soon as Leia called out to me I knew something was wrong so Alex and I took off, seeing her punch that kid in the face like that with a lot of anger worried me, not that she had a setback but because of what he had said. My mind was spinning when we walked back outside. the audacity that kid had. "He went back to Alpha Spear." Alex said. "Why?" I asked. "I don't know but why don't we go and find out." Alex said, shifting into his wolf and running off. I let Lane out to follow him and it didn't take us very long to get back to their old pack lands. I could see Alleys parent

"You can rest easy , luna. Your son will be safe. What do you think I'll do to him? Will I beat him in front of the pack? Will I humiliate him in front of everyone or will I rape him in front of my friends? Go away and leave me alone, or I will go and you will take care of alfa Brandon by yourself." Luna Thalia begins to cry as Alpha Taylor leaves the room without saying a word. "Leave, Michael! I don't want to see you." Left alone in the living room, I approach to the bed where Brandon is lying. He's so pale ... Brandon Taylor in his normal days is like a god down to earth. He's a gorgeous man. Blond hair, blue eyes, fleshy lips, two delicious dimples in the middle of the cheeks ... The god

“You think this is funny? You like this, you stupid bitch?” Megan turned and leveled him with a look. Then she slowly nodded, taunting him more. Finally, she chuffed out another laugh. “It’s amusing to see how fucking stupid you are, pup.” Her words seemed to tip him over the edge. He kicked another bar, snapping it from the base. “You can laugh all you fucking want, bitch, but I’m not the one that’s about to be drained. I’m not the one that is going to be diced up and fed to scavengers out in the middle of the forest.” Brandon loomed over us and smirked. “Better enjoy the next hour, slut. Once my father is back, you’re dead.” He turned and stomped to the door.

Brand demanded. A low, rumbling growl emanated from Killian's throat at the other man's challenging tone. He pushed his Alpha power at the younger man until he stumbled backwards with a grunt. "You dare to order me, pup?" Brand lowered his head in supplication he did not feel. He'd play his part until Brodi was gone. Unfortunately, he needed Killian for this plan to work. It wouldn't do for him to be banished for trying to harm Brodi before his brother was driven to turn Berserker. He had to play this smart.

His eyes dart from the rearview mirror to the road as he drives out of the club. Khaid leans back and exhales. “I will find you and feed your carcasses to the birds, stranger.” “There's a problem, boss” “What is it?” “The consignment is. . .” “Brandon likes fire, doesn't he?” He smirks in an evil manner. “Let's see how much fire he can play with.”