Brat Tamer Novels & Stories

" Tamara clenched her fists, forcibly suppressing the storm of emotions rising inside her. A thousand questions and accusations suddenly dissipated into nothing in that moment. She no longer wanted to expose his endless lies. With Braxton's backing, Annalise Prescott, the former heiress, was still the center of attention. Amid the bustling voices, Tamara felt a little suffocated, so she headed to the restroom. When she came out, she found Braxton leaning against a wall in the hallway. Michael Kitler, his friend, offered him a cigarette, but he refused with a frown. "We're preparing for a baby recently, so I've cut out cigarettes and alcohol. They're bad for Tamara," he explained.

I slowly open my eyes. There is one high window. The sun is shining. My body is stiff and won’t move. I try to focus my eyes, but everything is blurry. I can tell that I’m tied to a chair. A figure walks to me, “Tru, just relax. I won’t hurt you.” It’s Bryan. What has he done to me? Why can’t I move? As if he can hear my thoughts, Bryan explains, “Tru, I was worried about you. You caused an earthquake. I didn’t see another option, so I gave you something to paralyze you. You can blink. Once you promise not to hurt anyone and calm down, I will turn off the IV. The medicine should wear off quickly and we can go home. Then, we are setting new ground rules. One is that I will not cheat again if

Mikhail rose, his posture immaculate, eyes sweeping over the congregation. Thunderous applause erupted, filling the hall with a deafening roar. Mikhail’s expression remained stoic, but a flicker of pride crossed his features. He turned to face the crowd, voice echoing and commanding every corner of the hall. "It is now official. I, Mikhail Morozov, am the Pakhan of the Bratva's empire, and my beautiful wife beside me is my Pakhanesa, the first ever Bratva female leader in our history." The crowd’s applause swelled again, louder this time, almost like the walls themselves were cheering. Donatella smiled, radiant in a crimson gown that flowed like liquid fire, her hair styled perfectly — regal

Tamara "The timing is perfect," Dr. Patel told us during yesterday's consultation. "She's stable enough to travel to the treatment center, strong enough to handle the preparation protocol. If we're going to try this, now is the time." If we're going to try this. The words replay in my mind as I watch Sergei adjust Mom's blanket with the same careful attention he gives everything else he's decided to protect. There's still no guarantee. Even with all his money and connections and desperate determination to fix what he thinks he broke, there's still a very real possibility that nothing will work.

But beneath all the P*******t perfection a weird undercurrent of tension hums through the place. The kids are not normal. Not in a 'gifted child bites classmates' way. In a genuinely feral way. One little girl, Poe, hissed at me during story time. Actually hissed., tiny teeth out and everything. Jax, who also works here, acted like this was completely normal behavior. “We don't threaten Miss Frankie,” he told her seriously while peeling a banana one-handed. “Remember what we talked about. No violence before lunch.” The child narrowed her eyes at me and slowly ate a crayon.

It was when I was getting wolfsbane to poison Melinda. "Stop teasing me. Let's eat." I grabbed the baskets and took out the food inside. There were donuts, apples, oranges, bread, some cookies, and fried chicken. We fed ourselves while gazing around the place. Then a mother walking with a toddler passed by us. "Babababa." The toddler mouthed and smiled at us while waving his arms aggressively. Jameson grabbed a donut and handed it to the child. Why is he so kind to everyone? If he meets another girl, will he give her the attention he's giving me?

50 pm and I went to the backyard and I found everybody there. Father told me to take my position in the middle of the circle which they created in the backyard and said very loudly " IT IS TIME NOW" A shiver run down my spine actually it was not my father right now he is the Alpha Blaze Fortin of Shadow Night Pack. I took the position and suddenly bent on my knees and started sweating like hell and I feel all the over my body that hairs started to grow and my bones are cracking I screamed so loudly that everybody took a step back. The agony I am feeling of my bones cracking and the pain shook me to my core and I heard I grunt that was my wolf she is also trying to adjust to come forward.

Chapter 50 The Secret Video Tape Red Fox Clan Brad’s POV “How is your arm now?” Brad asked, placing soft k**ses on Brittany’s arm. They are currently in his room, enjoying their lovely moment. She rested her head properly on his chest, smiling at the way he treats her like a queen. Brad picked up the remote control from the side stool close by and changed the station of the Tv. It displays the past event of the Hybrid contest, showing the judges and those that were performing.