Brave New World Bernard Novels & Stories

To say everything out loud. But before I could, a knock echoed at the door and we both froze. The door creaked open and Bernard walked in, his face was serious, while his eyes were too calm. The moment I saw him, something inside me snapped. That luminous diamond in his drawer flashed through my memory like a knife. That fucking diamond. The one that took the life of Noah. The one that made everything spiral in my mind. “Your Highness,” Bernard said politely, almost too politely. “How are you feeling?”

He demanded, knowing that he needed to be careful. Bernard didn’t miss the look of prey that had been caught in his eyes. In fact, it made him laugh. It didn’t really matter what they called him or how they fought him or tried to stand their ground. He knew that Magdalena wouldn’t be coming back and he still had work for them to do. If his hunch was right then he knew that they needed to be prepared to take them all out. Bernard moved so fast that the other men were caught off guard. His hand wrapped around his throat. With little effort on his part he slammed the other man into the wall so hard that you could hear the sound of cracking bones. Bernard lifted him up in the air and then slamm

From where he was, he could feel their edginess and fright. Bernard shook his head, trying to clear his head of morbid thoughts. He tried to reach Lucas on the phone again, but his efforts were fruitless. Not wanting to face all this on his own, but also not knowing how to extricate himself, Bernard stood to one side and watched as wolves kept arriving. Gradually, the seats all got filled up, and the pit was buzzing like a beehive.

Stephanie and Gabriel both tensed up. They didn’t like the look on Bernard’s face as he spoke. The old man had always been a pillar of calmness, the kind of presence that relaxed even the most chaotic of rooms, but now, there was no steadying force in his expression. His jaw was tight, and his brows were drawn closer than before. His eyes carried a heaviness that neither of them had seen before. Stephanie was the first to react, she took a step forward, as her voice came out measured. “Bernard… tell us how to get the cure.”

"So Mr. Bernard also likes to learn to wear open-backed pants like my son. " "Mariana, I order you to turn around immediately..." Bernard's handsome face was flushed from embarrassment. Mariana curled her small mouth with a face full of disgust: "I have seen it, and I didn't break the law, what right do you have to order me?" Jeremy, who was at the side, revealed a pleased smile, and Bernard suddenly seemed to understand, his son was not helping him, but playing a trick on him, this time he had suffered a big defeat.

Her breath caught. “I know the way everything began was far from proper,” he went on. “A loan shark. A man with ties to the underworld.” A faint, almost self-aware smile crossed his lips. “It’s only natural that people would fear me. The same goes for Rafael.” Seren remained still, listening, unable to interrupt, unable to look away. “I always wanted that boy to live a normal life,” Bernard said, his voice lowering. “But the kind of world I belong to it doesn’t allow that.”

Marcus’s POV I and Bernard were still glaring at ourselves in silence when one of the high-ranking elders rose to his feet, his eyes glinting with curiosity and amusement. “If it is combat you want, then surely Alpha Bernard would have no problem granting your request,” he declared, his voice calm yet firm. “After all, he has led many wars while you rot away in the human world.” Murmurs rippled through the courtroom and I smiled at the word he used. “Rot?” I thought to myself, did they really think I will go into another world and forget my primal instinct. I shook my head slightly with a chuckle.

“Bernard is a good man, truly. He’s just... hurting.” I excused myself and followed Bernard’s path out of the house. The morning air was crisp, and dew still clung to the sparse grass that remained in what was once a lush garden. I found Bernard standing by the enormous redwood stump, his back to me and his broad shoulders tense. “Alpha Bernard,” I called out softly, not wanting to startle him. His shoulders tensed. “Perhaps I didn’t make myself clear,” he said, not turning fully, “but I wanted solitude.”

We sat in companionable silence, eating and drinking, until the doorbell rang. When I came back into the room with Victor, Bernard cheered right up. I tried to hide my smile. Victor had that effect on some people. Bernard was sitting up straighter and trying to fix up his hair without being obvious about it. I talked to Victor while I fixed his coffee—cream, two sugars—to give Bernard a chance to compose himself. With a murmured excuse, Bernard took off for the bathroom. When he came back he looked almost like his old self again. “Hi!” he said brightly. “I’m Bernard Carrington.” He winced as Victor’s hand engulfed his.

Bernard shook his head disappointed in phantom Alison. ... "Bernard that is Collen. And the other reasons we are concerned currently.. Your pupils are so dilated the only color we can see in your eyes is black almost." "Oh come now that's nothing new." Bernard protested. "And you are standing here on the balcony naked." ... "Are you sure?" "Honey stark naked." Evelyn declared. ... "I guess that's why it feels breezey, I thought I had a hole in my brand new pair of pants! Haha! What a relief!"