Bravo Novels & Stories

Moi: oui j'attends de bonnes infos -Les nouvelles ne sont pas bonnes. Je sens la colère monter. Moi: Parle, je t'écoute. -Eh bien, mademoiselle Bri voit quelqu'un ces derniers temps. Moi: Je m'en doutais. Quelle est son identité ? -C'est la nouvelle recrue : Marco. Je sens mon souffle augmenter, ma respiration s'accélère. Non, pas ce rat de caverne! D'un geste vif et méthodique, je balance tout ce qui se trouve sur la table devant moi. Les objets s'éparpillent sur le sol dans un vacarme assourdissant.

Me three. ***

he growled, his voice low and furious. His men were holding their ground, but the ambush was relentless. Olivia’s mind raced as she tried to think of a way to help. Then she remembered the emergency signal Victor had shown her, a small device in his pocket designed to summon reinforcements. Without thinking, she reached for it. “What are you doing?” Victor demanded; his voice sharp. “Buying us time,” she said, pressing the button. Victor stared at her, a mix of frustration and admiration in his eyes. “You’re either incredibly brave or incredibly foolish.”

He looks like he can bench press Luthor, easily. He looks intimidating but then he smiles and it seems to genuine and warm, his soft blue eyes crinkle around the edges telling me likes to laugh and smile a lot. “Your highness, it is such an honour to be your guide here today” he says, giving a low bow and then taking my hand and kissing the back of it. I look at his crooked nose and wonder how many times it’s been broken to look like that. “I am Brody Morgan, the head of the Rotan Prison guards and anything you need please just ask.” he tells me giving me another slight bow. This makes me giggle for some reason. To be fair, its been months and a lot of this formal behaviour still feels ridic

Maria said waving at Valeria in a queen-like manner. "Que tenga un buen día señora. Goodbye." Valeria said and left the room. Meanwhile, Maria sighed and sipped a little bit of wine from her tumbler. Whenever she got depressed or angry, red wine was her drug to overcome those emotions. She hoped that Philip would not get in her way. He had the special ability to destroy her plans at the most unexpected time.

We made our way further towards the trap when we heard a voice, it was a female voice and mind you it was the most beautiful voice I've heard, even in her scared state....she started blabbing about how she doesn't taste sweet or how the gods won't accept her flesh, the most funny one was her sayings no one will buy her organs as they won't work without her, she thought we were carnivores, she must have really been scared, my parents and sister fell into a fit of laughter but I just managed a smile, the soul must have been scared and I was the one

Seb asked as they walked towards the counter. “Might sound a bit basic,” Alex laughed a little as he replied. “But it’s vanilla.” “That’s not all that basic,” Seb laughed too. “Mine’s chocolate.” “I guess we are both very basic.” “Yes we are,” Seb smiled at him then faced the waitress. “One vanilla and one chocolate.” “Oh are you a couple?” the waitress grinned at them. “You get a discount if you are.” “Oh, no-” “Yes we are!” Alex heard Seb cut him off to say. He smiled at the waitress then turned to face Alex then held his hand in his.

Even though my hand hurt a lot, I still tried not to show it to anyone. Butler Lucas told me to bring the food upstairs to check if Daniel was awake. I carry the tray of food that my arm runs because of the pain. When I stood in front of Daniel's room, I was a little nervous. It's not I'm thinking about what happened at noon. But I'm afraid I don't know how to face him. I don't know what words to use to make Daniel not angry with me anymore. I stood in front of the door like that for a long time, I didn't feel like it was okay to stand like that forever. I took a deep breath bravely and then carefully knock on his room door.

I had finally found the one for me. The next day, I went to the airport to see my family off. On the way back home, I received a call from Brannon. He was inviting me to Kribi. They were celebrating his girlfriend Xaveria’s birthday there and he planned on proposing to her. Brannon was a serious womaniser and I wasn’t sure he was ready to settle down but it wasn’t my place to judge or question him. He was old enough and knew what he was doing. I just prayed he wasn’t making a big mistake and I hoped he didn’t break her heart. I had met Xaveria once and she was a sweet and lovely girl. How she put up with Brannon and his wild ways, I don’t know. Most people mistook me for a play boy but I did

”Bright said as she rushed to twist her husband's ears roughly and mercilessly. “I did everything for the sake of our whole small family. I also suffered a lot, you know." Brave tried to pry off his wife's evil hands and save one of his ears. Brave took the phone, and sent a message to his boss - Dean. He knows he can’t help anything but at least when his boss comes back, he knows how to deal with the storm in his home. Dean turned on his phone, read the message Brave sent, and smiled sadly. People come home to relax and rest. As for him, just thinking about going home makes so much fatigue fall like a heavy mountain on his shoulders. Tired both physically and mentally.