Bravo Two Zero Novel Novels & Stories

Body was stiff and refused to obey me. "You need to take it easy. Your body isn't coping well with being shot twice." Someone said above me. My eyelids fluttered but they refused to lift. "Water..." I barely stammered out. My throat felt like the desert. There was a shuffling beside me. Someone moving. The voices around me stopped the moment the person moved. Where was I? "Here. Drink." The voice commanded and I felt something touch my parched lips. A straw. I sucked it into my mouth and gulped the contents down.

Squall screams. With final, agonized howls, the intruders leap on the balcony’s balustrades, my Maddox still in their clutches. My scream of anguish pierces the night, echoing through the penthouse as I watch half of my life being stolen from me. Braxton, his fury unabated, with his Gammas, make one last desperate attempt to chase down the wolves, but before they can step onto the moonlit balcony, it becomes empty, the intruders vanish into the night with their precious cargo.

I stand her watch and listening to the sound of her voice as she smiles down at him. I feel these different emotions inside as I watch the two people I love most. I have everything I could ever want right here in front of me. Well, this is it. I hope you guys enjoyed the story. Thank you all for all the votes and love that you guys have shown, I really appreciate it all. Once again, thanks! A short story with Brandon and his mate has been put up (The Banished Alpha). Enjoy!

Talk about the fucking life. Neither spoke on the way up to the one hundred and fiftieth floor, while a song about running from the cops, smoking dope, and making that cash money filled the silence. By the time the elevator dinged, Amber was feeling dizzy again, but she didn’t tell Leo. She knew it wasn’t just from her exhaustion and dehydration, it was also from fear. Her heart beat more solidly in her chest as they made their way towards those black walnut doors with the golden handles.

More than anything, she was concerned about her friend. **** This book is sequel to the first book Innocence. You have to read the first book to know the story clearly. The first book "Innocence" is available here on my Goodnovel profile. And then comes the second book "Innocence || book 2". Thanks for reading. Please vote and comment :)

Exhaustion is taking over, and I am having trouble keeping my eyes open. Right before my eyes close, the last thing I see is Braxius's blue-green eyes filled with love and sorrow. Except, I somehow know everything will be all right with him. That only thought is making my leaving easier, and I stop fighting the darkness. I am floating away towards total oblivion. I am having a few brief flashbacks of my short life of twenty-two years and growing up in New Jersey with Meena, my younger sister of nine months. I accepted my entry-level position at a prestigious marketing firm and graduating from college with honors as a business major with a minor in history.

Huge men, the kind of huge that immediately activates female survival instincts. One has dark hair shaved close on the sides, heavy scars cutting across his mouth and brow. The other is broader, older maybe, thick neck covered in tattoos disappearing beneath a black thermal shirt stretched tight over muscle. Both stare at me openly and neither looks friendly. My pulse kicks hard, adrenaline waiting to see if I choose fight or flight. Fuck them. Frankie Bell did not survive retail customers and shitty landlords by cowering. I lift an eyebrow. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer, pervs.”

I could only watch, helpless, as the chandelier plummeted toward me. CRASH! The sound was deafening. Crystal shards flew everywhere. Sharp pieces of silver pierced my arm. But the silver poisoning my veins was nothing compared to the agony of my heart ripping in two. I lay in the wreckage, my vision blurring with tears. He carried Sadie to safety without a single glance back. Blood seeped from my wounds, staining the floor red. I slowly closed my eyes, as tears streamed freely down my face.

The yellow mud slurry was like a wall, crashing down and blanketing everything in its path. Tyler used all the strength in his body to fling me out. By the time I could lift my head, I saw Tyler standing on the exact spot where I had been just now. The mud slurry had already submerged his calves. "Tyler!" He glanced back at me. Through that one brief glance, I saw something in it that I had never seen before. He flashed a smile at me. "Cleo, have I managed to teach you to be brave for once?" My eyes stung.

Chapter 9 The holidays have come and gone. I hired someone to refurbish my floors and they came out amazing. My condo felt like home now that I had put my finishing touches on it. I continued to be busy at work and preoccupied with the Bateman case. We would be going in front of the judge soon. Jason explained the worst case scenario to the Batemans. I couldn’t do it. I could not imagine any sane person giving this child back to the mother who neglected her, left her to fend for herself emotionally, physically, and socially at less than two years old. The photos in her file showed her being kept in absolute filth. She was malnourished and had a sadness in her eyes. It broke my heart.