Brett X Reagan Mga Nobela at Kwento

He extended his hand out to Brax. “Brax Lawson, I am Logan Carter. It is nice to meet you.” Brax blinked at him a few times unsure how to react. He extended his hand in return to Logan and shook it. “Logan, may I ask why you have travelled all the way here?” His tone was more normal than I anticipated which confused me after how tense he was with me. “I have come to win Leah’s affections back.” His voice was clear and concise but filled with emotion. “I guess we have an issue there then, don’t we?” Brax’s tone was filled with protection.

FAITH “You and I have to talk.” I couldn’t hold back my frustration. “Ha! I have nothing to talk to somebody like you.” Reagan’s voice was calm, smooth, as though she was in complete control. “It’s about Austin.” “I don’t want to hear about it,” I shot back, my patience wearing thin. “You have to,” Reagan replied, her tone insistent. I let out a sigh, already feeling my temper flare. “No, I don’t.”

For now, I really need to stick around Reagan, for I know that Reagan would be more useful to me than Dmitri. And then I suddenly remembered that Reagan actually came here to bring me news about a new lead on Julius Silverstone’s death. “Reagan, Taylor mentioned that you have something important to tell me.” I immediately ask him. I didn’t mention about having to know an idea that it is about Julius. It would be best if the whole thing would come from him directly. Reagan immediately took something from the couch and it is a black attache case. The two of us seated and then Reagan began to actually scan through the folder inside the case after opening it.

"I can't believe that Brando Mikhaelov believes the news." Brando Mikhaelov chuckled softly. "This is different. I have also heard confirmation from my own son-in-law." "Yeah, she's here with me, and always be. She's mine, then." I opened my mouth, and then something went through my head. I remember this man, I saw him at Nicholas and Gretta's wedding. He was Gretta's father, and I'm surprised I can even remember him. "I don't think Reagan liked that." I tensed.

Reagan said indignantly. "Tell me," Luke pressed. "No." "Yes." "No." "Yes." "FINE!" Reagan conceded. "It was Bryson." "That Alerian boy? Luke sneered. "Wait till I get my hands on him." Reagan turned to me with pleading eyes. 'Can you teleport us back to your room please?'

Mya chuckled and said, “So what if he can be a monarch? Everyone knows that Reagan isn’t married and doesn’t have children. He’s almost fifty years old now. Can we still count on him to bear offspring?” Adrian stopped walking for a moment upon hearing Mya’s remark. Mya hastily turned to look at him and asked, “What is it?” Adrian said, “In truth, Reagan has two children—a son and a daughter. His son was murdered during his rivalry with the current monarch, and so was his wife.” “So you’re saying that Reagan still has a daughter?” Adrian nodded solemnly. Mya was astonished. She looked at Adrian with wide eyes, overwhelmed by immense shock.

I wonder what I should keep on my table, A bong or maybe a gun, so these bitches stay away from me. "You are Ethan, right?" I turn around and see a thin guy with an oversized shirt and oversized frame on his small face. I nod. "I am Raj, your department's head. The boss wants to be acquainted with the newbies. He has arranged a meeting where the freshers will personally meet him." He says in a monotonous tone. A personal meeting with the Hotty? I can see him within my radar like five feet close. Fuck yes! I nod again. The first thing I do on my computer is to look up for Ryan Damison on g****e. I see pictures of him in magazines, interviews, press conferences, and opening ceremonies. He is l