Brandon The Lover Novels & Stories

I guess I was lonely and desperate to get the spot that I have to charm him even in my dream. “Hi,” he said as I was blinking a few times at him. I smiled before I was opening the door even more. “Hi, yourself,” I said as I stepped aside when he entered my one-bedroom apartment. I was nervous as he was taking in my minimalist apartment before I was standing behind him. “Are you ready?” Brandon asked me when he was taking his fill of me. I can sense that he was undressing me with his eyes only. Now I felt even more conscious of my dressing.

It’d be necessary once she was Luna. Brandon was the first to show up, lugging a case of beer. “I will say, thanks to you two, I was forced to sleep with another girl who was not my mate.” I rolled my eyes. “Yes, I am sure that was such a struggle for you.” “The horror!” he cried. “I truly hoped that a lay like her would be the one.” “Anyway,” I dragged out, “Lya, this is Brandon. Feel free to shut down any and all advances he tries to make.” I shot him a glare.

And besides, is she a nice girl? From what Adrian told, the man named Brandon whose heart is now in Adrian's chest is Diana's lover, who almost brought her to marriage before he died. Adrian's mother couldn't help but wonder how deep Brandon's relationship with Diana was. She was filled with uncertainty, because before meeting Adrian, Diana had already laid her heart on Brandon. In contrast to Kat, the innocent and pure Kat, who from the beginning put her heart only for Adrian. A nurse knocked on the door and then brought the news that everyone had been waiting for. “Doctor, the patient is now conscious.”

If Brandon perishes on the battlefield, then it shall only be because they had slain Alcina first to get to him. Of this, Alcina had declared, utterly absolute in the truth of it. They would have to stab her heart while it still beats before they could touch what Alcina loves—Brandon, whom she loves more than anything else in the world. Brandon had drawn Alcina in, then, despite Alcina's angry scowling, arms wrapped tightly around her waist and had pressed their foreheads together, lips brushing hers. "My dragonheart," he whispered. "You cannot come with me to the battlefield because if anything ever happened to you-"

He held up the book so I could see how much of it he had read. “You’re reading my vampire romance?” Obviously, I knew this already, but I still couldn’t believe he actually had it in his hands. I was more than a little embarrassed. “Well, yeah,” Brandon said, pulling it away from me. “Fangs of Love by Amber Rose. It’s really quite interesting. I’m doing research.” He said it in an overly romanticized voice and I could feel my face turning red. “Just give it here,” I whispered, reaching for it again. He held it just out of my reach.

“Okay, now you can sleep peacefully. Bye, good night.” “Dad,” I stopped him before he would have disconnected the call. “Yes” “In the past year, I have observed that Brandon keeps himself away from love or any feelings related to it. Do you know why?” I asked him to know what was stopping Brandon from falling in love. “Is it because of the death of his mother and sister?” “Brandon has a past about it, Sophia, a worst one, which changed his entirely.” “And what is that, dad?” “He used to… not used to, but I guess he still loves his girlfriend. After losing his mother and sister, she was the only source of light in his life until his girlfriend was raped, and she ran away, leaving him.”

Brandon was in love with a girl who cheated on him with Reid. Brandon Black, the man who claimed to never fell or fall in love once loved someone deeply and she was the one to hurt him so bad that his faith from love had diminished. "Do not bring her in the present, Reid. Both you and I know that you were behind her since the beginning because you wanted to beat me." Brandon gritted his teeth. A smirk displayed on Reid's face which I didn't like at all. If there's was even 0.01% truth in whatever Brandon said then he was indeed an asshole who ditched his own cousin.

Brandon sighed softly, deep down he wanted Hannah to know Rhoda is not his lover, but he didn’t feel the need to clarify anything. He owes her no explanation, besides their marriage is a contract marriage and nothing more. She can think whatever she wants, he didn’t care, he thought. Brandon walked inside the room and stood staring at Hannah who pretended like she was looking for something in her wardrobe. Brandon stared at the petite woman, she looked so petite and fragile, he wondered how she got that so much strength to beat up Rhoda, she never seems to amaze me, Brandon thought. Hannah turned swiftly and saw Brandon staring at her.

"Unclear, you say? What part of my life is unclear? I'm the man who loves Tera with sincerity! I'm the one she relies on. I'm the one she seeks when there's trouble! I'm her lover! Not you! So release her!" "You're too confident, young man! You're just a place of escape! Believe me, when her heart is settled, Tera will return to my embrace and sigh surrender in my caresses! So don't mess around! She's my wife! She's pregnant with my child!" Brandon staggered back, looking behind him in confusion. "No, Brandon! Don't listen to him! I'm not pregnant!" Brandon nodded in understanding, "Even if you were pregnant, I'd still accept you. It doesn't matter," he whispered.

Seraphina The cheers still echoed faintly in my ears, haunting me like a lingering echo from a nightmare or a fantasy I couldn’t wake up from. I stood there, rooted to the ground, breathless and dazed, like someone who’d just stepped off a rollercoaster… except mine had crashed straight into a wall. My lips still tingled, raw, and sensitive from the kiss I had just stolen from a stranger. A stranger I hadn’t even asked his name. A kiss that didn’t mean love or lust or longing. It meant war.