Brazen Novels & Stories

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 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-

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.

What's going on? "Impossible." The old man says. The man that asked me to prove myself smiles and he nods. "like the color of the moon, dark grey bright and beautiful." He says and I'm taken aback. What? How? My eyes have always been that silver-brown color. Like Nathan's how is it a different color now? I close my eyes and open them. As much as I would like to understand this whole thing right now I want to save my cousin.

A delicious moan slipped past my lips as I flexed, and he saw that chance to drive his arm beneath my back. Before I could feel his fingers there, his lips distracted by showering kisses on my breast. I'd always been particularly sensitive there and to have his mouth on my bossoms only intensified my craving for him. Lost in the hands of pleasure, I hadn't noticed when he'd unhooked my bra.

she inquired, her eyes studying the garment in his hands. Mahesh's smile widened, and he had a hint of pride in his voice. "This bra," he began, holding it out slightly, "is designed with a particular purpose—your ultimate comfort and support. We've selected a unique combination of highly breathable, natural fabrics that will feel soft against your skin and allow continuous airflow, preventing discomfort even during extended wear."