Brat Tamer Novels & Stories

The girls had taken my clothes and I had to walk to the hallway looking for my uniforms where they waited to make a video of me. “This video will be a constant reminder, Davina,” the worst among them chuckled. “No, please stop it!” I cried. It was embarrassing to say the least but I was also half-naked and I had nowhere else to hide. That was when the worst of it happened. He walked up to me and smeared pig’s blood on my face then in a low voice he said, “That’s what you'll always be known for.” *** “Ms. Landon!” I blinked and stared at the shrink in front of me. My dad had suggested this therapy nine years ago else I wouldn't be sitting down in this comfy seat.

Jeremy wheeled himself over to Bryan and patted his head. "There, there. I promise you I'll reunite you with your mother." Bryan nodded. "Okay! I believe you, Daddy!" "I need to do my rehabilitation exercise now, so be a good boy and play with your toys in the living room, okay? Promise me you won't touch anything in the kitchen, and shout for me if you need anything," said Jeremy gently, which was different from his usual stern tone.

I could hear the demon in me, the one that only craved havoc upon havoc, and blood upon fucking sculls, writhing and screaming to be let loose, forcing its way out of its restrained shackles and I could barely contain the burning lava that ruptured within me. "Uh...Her tracker monitor detected a force pull and danger that she was outside the range of safety, it seems that her abductor had caught on to the fact that there was a chip and a tracker on that bracelet so they wanted to clean their trail by getting rid of it, and so, they attempted to take it off but when it wouldn't budge, they tried to forcibly get it off and that's when it got triggered and sent the signal." He relayed tentative

the way I was embarrassed I couldn’t show my face to whoever came in. I just pulled the blanket over my head hiding. “Am sorry alpha, I wouldn’t have interrupted if it wasn’t important.” That was beta Tylor’s voice. “That’s what a fucking mind link is for, Tylor.” He was pissed; I giggled from under the covers. Beta Tylor saved me from my stupid self, why would I respond like that to him? Damnit, you are weak Victoria!

She only reached his shoulders and was easily one-thirds his size. “If the shoe fits,” Chad shrugged his thick shoulders. “First of all, I’m a human like you—unfortunately! Secondly, I’m faculty here and, therefore, allowed access to this facility and its equipment,” “I don’t think so—like I said, lady, either control that temper or find another way to vent it, so long as it’s on my poor bags!” “Fine—you, me, mat—now!” Kat didn’t wait for his reply as she turned and walked onto the center of the wrestling mat. She assumed the fighting stance, her legs evenly spaced and arms up. “Come on, big boy…unless you’re scared…?”

She nods and then retreats to the changing room. I do think we’re putting too much on our children’s shoulders at such a young age. It’s the central part of why we’ve decided that Kira will not become Alpha at eighteen but rather at twenty-eight. There is no need for twin beasts inside of her to be tamed since Xamnir’s curse ended with Kai. “Mamma!” My head whips towards the door when I hear my son, Creed’s, voice calling to me. He rushes towards me with his father in tow and dives into my arms.

"Thank you for everything Braxton!" "Chris, you are family! There is nothing I wouldn't do for my family. Now pray tell, what has Tammy been putting you through?" I smirked, hearing the humor in his voice. "Oh hell, she is shameless! She has tried everything to get into my pants and Deuce is one touch or wink away from teaching her a lesson!" "You just need to be careful how you handle her." He warned after catching his breath from a laughing fit. "Do you have any updates about their territory and how many wolves can I expect to arrive for training?"

Bast shrugged. “Be nice to that woman.” Tev called into the chamber as he strode by heading for the stairs. Why in the Hell would I do that? “Are you taking off?” Bast leaned up to call down to him. “Yes. I have to go work with my hounds.” “The Demon Dogs?” Bast muttered disgustedly. “They are no longer Demons. I have tamed them to my hand.” Tev called up from the bottom floor. “A dog is a dog. No less demonic, no matter how tame.” Bast called.

Tallulah’s pov "We need to go now." I whispered as I got all my kids out of their beds. My oldest helped me get the younger one ready. Braxton Junior, or as I call him, "Brax," looked at me with concern. He used to be so sweet, but lately he has become more distant. I think it’s because of Dolores' training. Ever since he turned ten, he has been separated from the rest as part of his training to become the next Alpha.

Braum eventually became wealthy and rose through the ranks, dabbling in luxury goods. His assets grew by a hundredfold in just two years, propelling him to the status of national luxury goods magnate. "Everyone, out!" Chad, who was holding onto the operating table, said quietly. His oppressive tone caused the doctors to leave the operating room obediently. Chad then proceeded to touch Braum's head to start the initiation ritual. Outside, Nicholas grinned maniacally as he endured the excruciating pain caused by the locking technique. "So it's you, Tyler, who's backing them up!"