Briar U Series Novels & Stories

Nio stood still, waiting for the attack, when several goblin archers on the barricades shouted: "Sunbringer, that's the Sunbringer." The shout spread among the crowd and while some called him by his new nickname, others shouted: "King slayer!" The shamans at the barricades hesitated. That hesitation gave Shieena just enough time to yell: “I am bringing home your brothers and sisters, all of them former prisoners from Canestor. I bring with me the Sunbringer, killer of the dwarf king. You will not use force against us. If you do, he will destroy you with his terrible black magic. He will rain terror and death upon you!”

I love you all so much and I'd miss you all terribly ಥ╭╮ಥ If you're asking if they would be a sequel on Briar and Kyle? Yes! But I would have to finish what I am writing now (Flavoured: A sextet in six acts) which might take a while but I solemnly promise to update you all on anything or if I have a change of mind when I can. Till then. I love you!

“Willow ointment? That’s a Willow family secret! What a waste! Okay, stop. Senior, put it away.” The ointment was priceless, a secret family recipe. Her hand was only lightly burned—no pain at all. Why waste it here? Briar lowered his eyes, clearly annoyed. “Don’t move.” Raina was speechless. Briar’s attitude was definitely off, and Raina didn’t want to push it. She scratched her nose, smiled faintly, and said, “Teacher, did you see? Senior’s temper is getting worse—he even dares to snap at me now. Not bad, not bad. Haha.”

The car came to a halt. I pushed the car wide open and stepped out. Briar was standing right outside the house with a glass of wine. I walked over to her. “You do realize Theo is going to figure out your lies if he catches you drinking.” She smirked. “I know. I am so sick of pretending.” My voice was low. “Then end it. End all of this now!” Briar rolled her eyes in irritation and gulped down her drink. “I am not going to leave and let all of the work I have done here go to waste, Vianne. I am going to achieve my goals and it is going to be soon.”

He sent me a firm warning gaze, like there would be no argument. There wasn’t. I wasn’t healed properly and everyone knew it. The dizziness still came in waves if I moved too fast and the stitches along my ribs burned beneath my shirt with every breath. But none of that mattered tonight. Oma climbed into the driver’s seat of the SUV while I slid into the passenger side. Her braids had been taken out into her natural afro, sharp eyes fixed ahead. The engine rumbled softly beneath us as the convoy rolled forward through the gates.

"In the back. Now. Before the sentinels smell the panic leaking through your pores." I follow him into the fortified sanctuary, the heavy steel door sealing behind us with a loud, mechanical thud. The room smells of dry herbs, oiled steel, and ancient parchment. High-grade satellite terminals sit cold in the corner, their screens flickering with live tracking feeds of the Nightfall Territory borders. "Speak," Briar demands, dropping into a steel-frame chair and resting his bad leg on a low crate. "Who was targeted?"

Meredith couldn't help the smile that spread across her face as she and Tyler made their way north up I-65. Being with him on a bike was quickly becoming her very favorite place to be. As he wove in and out of traffic, she enjoyed the scenery. A few years before, a major ice storm had destroyed most of the brush and trees along the interstate, but they were beginning to make a comeback. Given the time of year and the fact they'd had plenty of rain, the colors were beautiful. Gripping his waist, she took the moment to lean her head against his back and just breathe.

Granted they would sometimes play tricks on her and perform the task in a bad mood, but she was their master and obey they shall. The rain began to fall as requested, and Brianna suddenly felt uneasy, as if the rain was not supposed to be there and that time. But the flames were already starting to consume the healthy part of the woodland and that simply wouldn’t do. The rain was almost done putting down the fire when Bree heard a terrifying cry, so full of pain and agony that she almost crawled to the ground to hold her knees up her chest. ----

They were all very beautiful, like a trio from a modeling agency. “Hello Luna.” Starts the dirty blond. The tone of her voice sounds very mature but feminine, just like her appearance. She looked like a tough bad bitch wearing all black like her leather jacket and tight skinny jeans with heeled boots. Even without the boots, she was the tallest out of all of us. “My name is Briar, and I’m Chris’s mate.” I was a bit surprised to discover that the mellow, joyful, surfer vibes Chris is the mate of a strong and fierce woman like Briar, who looks like she belongs in a biker gang. But who was I to judge?

“Understood. I sincerely apologize for bringing it up.” “Good.” Briar said, and she got up from the chair. “Now, you will begin with your first task.”