Brave Books Kirk Cameron Novels & Stories

KAMARA The tires of the SUV screamed against the asphalt as Elijah pulled a hard U-turn, heading away from the glow of the burning warehouse. My chest felt like it had been hollowed out with a rusted spoon. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Jace wounded, bleeding, and pinned under Brian, facing down the man who had just murdered his own brother. "We have to go back," I whispered, my voice trembling. Then, louder: "Elijah, stop the car! We can’t just leave him there with that... that animal!"

Who all greeted me with so much excitement and others kept seeing me as Landon’s girlfriend, which I had to deny so many times that I’m just a friend. “You look really cute.” One of them, Blake commented. He had red hair, a few piercings on his ears and nose, and he was quite tall and muscular. Red beautiful eyes and if I didn’t know him, I would say he was quite a celebrity. He also had tattoos all over his torso except for the visible areas. “Thanks.” I took a step back, and he kept coming forward. “Blake, she is off limits.” Another one named Jeremy came in with a bright smile.

“He’s clearly got you on drugs or something.” “That’s ridiculous. I’m completely sober.” “Are you, Camille? I should give you a test or something.” He checked out the other books. More vampire romance? Where were the werewolves? He saw none. “Wrong,” Dire grumbled. Don’t worry. We’ll get her proper books. Maddox browsed more of the vampire books and realized that they all had the same author. Grace Moon. That was an interesting name.

“Nothing is difficult when lives are at stake. Find her. And don’t let anyone know we’re coming. Carrington will try to interfere.” He nodded. “Yes, sir. I’ll… I’ll start immediately.” I hung up. I stared at the screen again, watching her speak about neurons, synapses, and the cure. Calm. Focused. Determined. The problem wasn’t just finding her. It was keeping her safe from those who wanted to stop her. From Carrington. From anyone with ambition or greed. And yet… I couldn’t wait. My brother’s life was at stake. I walked toward the balcony, the night air cold against my skin. I thought about what I had lost three years ago. The helplessness. The rage. The grief that never left. I swore I wou

VICTORIA “Elisa!” I heard the of the omegas shouting. Don’t get it confused. She was not standing up for me, she was nothing but an omega like me and Elisa was the Gamma’s sister and Megan the head warrior’s daughter. “I told you not to do this here, this is a kitchen where we prepare the food we eat, we can’t have it stained with blood like this.”

I open the box, and pull out the first book, and I frown even harder because it is titled - Your Dad Will Do, by a Katee Robert. Feeling realy confused, I pull out the second - Priest, by a Sierra Simone, these books are giving me a certain vibe. I pull out another, laughing at the incredulous title - Does It Hurt, by an H.D Carlton, feeling really curious, I open a random page, and frown as I try to make sense of the scene. I gasp as I begin to make sense of it, my mouth falls open at the full realization of what it actually is, the book falls out of my hand with a resounding thud.

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He looks surprised at my curiosity and I worry for a moment he will bristle again and we will fall into silence until we waste away. “Moby Dick,” He tells me and I am surprised. “It was one of my favorites when I was growing up. My mother would read it to me.” It is more information about him than I have ever known. I know now this library will be my favorite room in this house. Tucked away into pages will be the one defining fact I know. His name is Domenico and I know his favorite book.

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How could he have decided that I was worthy of his protection then? "But I saw you. I noticed you in the middle of all that commotion. Professional and quick. Ready to help and give a shit about assholes who don't deserve your sympathy." I swallowed hard as he rounded the table, staying on the opposite of it. Reconciling this dangerous crime lord with the hero in my mind, I felt torn in half, twisted and so confused. How was I supposed to even know what was safe or not anymore? Under his touch and within the network of his resources, I was safe. I was unharmed.