Brazen Novels & Stories

Despite her delicate condition, she stood upright, exuding an unshakeable confidence and undeniable power. Beside her stood a slightly older woman, Luna Verona, who was equally beautiful, and her presence was equally commanding. Her silver-streaked hair framed a face that bore the wisdom of battles and the love of a mother. Her smile was permanently on her face, and her eyes were locked on the priest before them who held a velvet pillow, upon which rested a crown unlike any other. The Crimson crown’s diamond embedded in its centre, which gleamed fiercely, reflecting all lights upon it in shimmers of colours, pulsing with energy that seemed alive. It was a crown only worn by the crimson Alpha

The sun dipped low, drenching the driveway in hues of orange and crimson as Alexander and I stepped out of the Blackthorn pack house. The weight of the tense meeting clung to the air, but Alexander strutted beside me as if he hadn't a care in the world. Confidence radiated from him—the kind that screamed Alpha. Broad shoulders, sharp blue eyes that practically sliced through you, and that maddening, smug smirk etched across his face. His dark hair, with just the faintest hints of silver, caught the fading light. Arrogance practically dripped off the man.

he crossed his arms while standing beside me observing the brunette. She was pretty but her dress code screamed prostitute. Her skirt was too short for comfort and her shirt revealed too much skin and to top it all off, she was a pretty little slip of a thing. "No." She said. "THAT THING-" she gestures to me "-doesn't deserve to be here."

(Liam hemsworth) My hands started uncontrollably shaking as the mention of my father came came up. Jack smirked before placing his hand as the small of my back leading me towards a door to the building. He nodded at the man guarding the door referring him to open it. I analyzed the guard, seeing as he had a bulletproof vest on his chest and an Ak-47 strapped to him. I quickly looked away as I continued walking forward. The inside was absolutely beautiful, mesmerizing even but I knew I had to stay focused and remember my way in if I had any chance on getting out.

My eyes started to wander around. Suddenly, it stopped at the sight a man dressed as Zee described. Tall, slender stature, a gold watch, the silver brooch and everything... it was Rafael, I was certain. He only stood there eyes locking with mine, hands tucked in his pocket, that slim diamond neck chain that drove attention to his open chest. On his face was a black Venetian mask with gold designs on it, covering half his face just like mine, but unlike his mine had feathers.

My hair fell over my face and tears threatened to betray my pride. Before I could think of what to do next, a roar that shook the ground beneath my feet sounded in the direction of Brax, and three bodies smashed into the wall almost crashing into Drake. Brax was partly shifted. Black scales covered his entire body. His eyes were glowing crystal blue with black slits for pupils. His mouth held rows upon rows of razor-sharp teeth, ready to tear flesh from bone. His claws were razor sharp and at the ready.

Brawen tries to appear calm. The incident in the school canteen I haven't said I'll forgive your friend, but I'm kind, so today is my chance, if I win, I'll give up on everything, if not - The blink of an eye absentmindedly said soul - I will go home and think about how to repay your good friend. The conversation has only two listeners. Brawen pursed her lips slightly. Arrogant arrogant, conceited, always thinking of himself as the center of the universe, saying wrong to right, changing white instead of black. Look closely at the true nature of purebred.

_______ It's just that I hate these things - The jumpsuit I wore was a shiny black, its sequins were extremely flashy, my hair was curly and falling all the way down my back, only the front part was pinned back carefully, a simple make-up was applied to my face, what bothered me was the boot on my pure leather feet got a thick heel and I found myself having serious problems keeping myself upright, lucky for me the presentation was going to be done on top of a horse. ________ I know - he whispers, seriously for the first time. Lo and behold, we arrive at the arena, the mass of thick cloud over our heads. Built ten years ago, the arena is by far the largest structure in Nigrum. It's nothing co

Alex teases and Jace glares at him. Mum smiles at me. "You look handsome Braze." I smile back and the doorbell goes off. Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit..., I start singing the words "shit" and "fuck" repeatedly in my head as Jace drags me to the door. I open the door and...ha.ha.fuck. In front of me freaking Brandon is standing there looking like a freaking greek god with his tight blue jeans and shimmering grey button up and his make up and his blue streaks in his hair and his-