Brandon The Lover Novels & Stories

I took a deep breath. “Do you want your coffee, sweetheart?” I asked Liam gently, hoping I could still do something right. He looked at me with disgust. “No. I want the maid to bring it. I don’t want yours.” I stared at him. He didn’t know I was the one who made it every morning. That I woke up before dawn to grind the beans the way he liked it. To make it sweet, but not too sweet. With just enough milk. The “maid” just served it.

"I've been married for a long time now. It's legal and official. You're just too arrogant, too lost in your own world to notice." Percy grabbed the certificate and read it over and over. The color drained from his face. Even then, he refused to accept it. "No... No way... It's fake. We never broke up. How could you marry someone behind my back? You loved me so much." I cut straight through his delusion. "The moment you decided to make me compete with the women for the role of your bride, I stopped loving you completely. "Didn't you say Sabrina was young, pretty, and full of energy, and that she was the perfect choice for a bride? Since you already had your ideal bride, why couldn't I get mar

With some people, he did in a blink of an eye and with some people he would just do it right in front of their eyes yet they wouldn't pay attention to it with the amount of alcohol they had chucked down. The rest of the time passed with Antonnio and Jasper flirting with each other and interrupted by their kisses and sneaky hands groping each other. I would be embarrassed as red to stand there and watch them all over each other. Watching them hold each other, I knew this was love. I sighed at my unfortunate fate and looked away when they both leaned forward to kiss each other after a couple stumbled their way out as they got a card of a skeleton and blood seeping out of its mouth with a brain

(Song: Easy Lover by Miley Cyrus) BRANDON Belle and I have been really close recently since our last conversation concerning her brother. She gets comfortable with me, doesn't push me away, lets me hold her hand and kiss it. I probably know before the end of the show, she'd let me kiss her properly...on the lips. For now, it's best I move slowly.

“I love you. And I’m sorry I didn’t know how to give you the space you needed to help Christian without giving you too much space. But if you start to feel like there’s someone else... you can talk to me about it. Sure, I’ll be jealous as hell, but I’d rather know what’s going on inside of that beautiful head of yours than have to guess and worry. Unlike some people, I cannot read minds.” The feel of his hand on hers was warmth and comfort. “Okay,” she whispered. “I’ll keep that in mind. And if you find another girl you think is hotter than me, you tell me, too, so I can levitate her off of a tall building.” Brandon chuckled, leaning closer to her. She could smell his cologne, mixed with min

Lorenzo cannot marry this traitorous snake! A tall, tanned, green-eyed young man appeared at the entrance to the makeshift hallway. He gasped a little. — Holy Mother! — Carina whispered as she recognized Brandon Phillips, Lorenzo's best friend. — The irony of life. — She laughed softly. — At least the cuckold has good taste. Smart as she was, Carina had noticed. — What are you doing here, Brandon? — Lorenzo asked, startled, and walked down the two steps to the altar, meeting his best friend. — Veronica! — he shouted, horrified and perplexed, while I laughed.

I say, my voice breathy from our kiss, “I want you to know that I love you. As much as I love Charlie, that is how much I love you.” Brandon’s eyes widen in surprise. He wraps his arms around my torso and pulls me into a tight hug. “I love you, too. No matter what happens. If I find my mate. If Mathias finds out that I’m gay and wages unholy war. Even if Selene herself pulls us apart. I will always love you.” Tears stand in my eyes at the depth of feeling coursing through us both. At a knock on the door, we pull apart and I see that Brandon is near to tears as well.

"Do you know that before this accident happened to Vivian, my cousin compared me to Brandon for being a damn coward? She told me that we were both the same.” And without Tábata and Sebastian seeing it, Brandon was listening to everything behind them. "He told me that we are both damn cowards for not fighting for the love of our lives. Maybe deep down she knew that Brandon really loved Crystal, maybe only cowards like us are destined to lose what we love most in the world.” Brandon couldn't do anything but stay still, everything seemed like Crystal was still in love with him but it was his attitude as a possessive man that had pushed her away.

“But even in your time, potions don’t exist. But if they do, your grandson might’ve used it on my daughter.” “Did he, ma’am? My boy is an heir. He doesn’t need a potion to make a woman fall head over heels. Brandon is a very wealthy and handsome man.” Mom’s eyes widen in shock. I have already decided that this is going to be a disaster. I hold Brandon’s hand under the linen. His grip tightens around mine. Brandon clears his throat. “Grandfather, Mrs. Hart. I love her, and she loves me. That’s only what matters. Isn’t that right, love?” He shifts his gaze to me.

I honestly don’t think I could take breaking up with him, my heart wouldn’t be able to. Just then the waiter returns with his change. After he leaves, Brandon leans forward again and whispers softy, “I would have to punish you and kill whoever you were playing with. I mean business because you are the only woman I have ever loved and ever will.” He states it so seriously, I wonder if he really would kill anyone that I touched. But then he smirks and says, “You know that waitress over there is hot though. Would you mind if I had a little fun in the back with her while you watched? Or would you prefer to join in?” As his eyes light up and then he begins to laugh.