Briar U Series Novels & Stories

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. ----

Derrick teased huskily. "I-I know you b-believed I was-was someone el-else," Briar gasped in embarrassment as she snapped out of her thoughts. She remembered how his mistress looked at her in disgust. She was beautiful and... Briar wasn't on the same tier or even her sister's tier. "You-You couldn't poss-possibly want m-me." "What do you mean?" Only confusion and a hint of anger colored his tone, causing her break out of her throughts.

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?

2 MONTHS LATER. Brian's POV. Two months have passed and the snow has melted. Spring has come, and Millie has been getting a lot better. Her leg was no longer injured. But a scar still remained on her leg. I had been preapring for Wilson. Each day I would get up before dawn while Millie still slept and I would work out and build up my muscles. i was getting all my slaughter rooms ready for his arrival. Whoever he may bring with him would be slaughterd as well. I had to protect my Millie, she was so precious to me. So beautiful and I was not gonna let him take her away from me. It then hit me, I have been working so hard getting my castle inside and outside ready for an attack that I wanted to

she snapped, “I need to get back the shop before the boss has my head. Is this about the Bloody Barbies again?” Bloody Barbie was the nickname Maria gave to the murders ever since she’d gotten involved as a suspect. It was an apt name. Each crime scene that had been investigated was painted red with each victim’s blood, and in each one there would be a bloody doll left behind (though, not exactly a Barbie), no less than three feet away from the body.

they do come from the same timeline and cross into each other :) The reading order is as follows; Timber Alpha, Mated to Brianna, Mylo (Add to length of Timber Alpha), Alpha Heirs (coming in fall) Find my group on F******k for updates, general discussions, and reading orders. I'd love to see who you all picture for the characters, hear who you love, who you hate, and who you love to hate! I'm always interested in feedback so I can help my books continue to be what you truly love to read. "GoodNovel - Marie Night - Readers"

THE BRATVA'S EMPIRE The hum of machinery filled the Bratva’s underground tech center. Dozens of monitors flashed streams of encrypted data, maps, and flight paths. The tension was suffocating. Mikhail stood at the center, hands clasped behind his back, eyes sharp and unblinking as he watched his team work. Alexei leaned over a hacker’s shoulder, his patience thinning. Adrian sat nearby, silent, trying to act composed but his mind wasn’t on the screens. It was on Natalia.

Her body accepted his nearness as something that belonged. Briar noticed, of course. She noticed everything. But she said nothing, content to walk between them, laughter easy, presence warm. As they drew closer to Astarte, her excitement grew brighter, more visible, though it was threaded now with something quieter — a tightening behind her smile, a hesitation that surfaced when she thought neither of them were watching. One evening, as the hills began to rise and the air sharpened, Briar broke the silence. “When we reach the city,” she said lightly, “things are going to get… complicated.”

Well, I have a few. One: Briar. Over the course of the week, he's been going in and out of the camp, "strategizing" with the other members and "reinforcing" their fight power. It's all a bunch of bullshit. He neither strategized nor reinforced anything but my hatred for him. Every time I passed him by, he would give me this knowing smirk, like he knows I feel absolutely mortified about the whole thing. Well, I still am, but my desire to wallop him overrules pretty much everything else.