Brick Armstrong Novels & Stories

"Thank you. For believing in me when I couldn't believe in myself." Armstrong closed the distance between us again, and this time when he touched me, his hand cupped my face with a tenderness that made my breath catch. "I see you, Lynn. Not the broken woman your husband tried to create. The real you. The strong, intelligent, creative woman who survived years of abuse and came out fighting." "Armstrong…" "And I want you," he continued, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "Not because I paid for you. Not because you're convenient or because I feel sorry for you. I want you because you're fascinating and brave and beautiful, and I can't stop thinking about you."

Her voice had come from the middle of the group of men. "We were just trying to help"one of the men said.He was bald but I couldn't see his face because his back faced me.He bent down as he straighted up Isabella appeared in front of him,her hair disheveled. "Let go" she demanded again,her voice as small as her. What did they think they were doing? My jaw clenched and I stepped forward "Excuse me." Isabella wide eyes shot at me.The guy holding her arm also turned to me and I stood my ground,keeping my lips pressed and my eyebrows narrowed.I noticed he was wearing a name tag, "What" he said.

Marks pov She did as the guard told her and started moving to the back wall slowly, "Turn around and face the wall" the guard barked and she turned around, slowly with her head tilted slightly to the side. "Now put your hands on the wall were we can see them" he order and again she did as he asked, but very reluctant in her movements as if she didn't want to comply with his orders. I was getting more and more intrigued with what was going on, my brother even came closer and stood at the back of me looking on with curiosity all over his face. "What do you think is going on? " he asked me through our mind link. Looking confused at the scared men in front of the females cell , it was clear he h

He suggested. “Nah, I’m exhausted.” “Oh come on Arthur Murray, we all know you aren’t one to get tired that easily or even shy away from a challenge. What would you tell your people when they hear their Alpha refused a fight from a mere person like me?” Dennis pushed further. He knew I hated for my ego to be trampled on. “Go on, use me. Use me and cool off the steam. I know you are craving for a real fight and not some training equipment.”

Meanwhile, Henry Armstrong took over Armstrong Group and expanded into the third largest enterprise worldwide, appearing frequentlt on the cover of financial magazines. Multiple top models and celebrities had brazenly tried to seduce him in one way or another, but his love for Georgie never faltered. Their love touched countless people and turned them into their fans. Sebastian Brenand, on the other hand, revived King Entertainment and made it the second-largest entertainment company in the world. He also achieved significant success in the investment industry. Additionally, he actively carried out charitable deeds and became a well-known philanthropist in the business domain. He was an idol

she gritted “so great we all have one thing in common, anger” sheriff Hardin said “Now let’s figure something out, we need to act fast you guys. We don’t know what he’s doing to her right now” “My daughter” Joan mouthed as she sniffled and placed her hand on her heart softly “It’s fine Mrs. Brian, we’ll get Harley back. I promise you that” Roman assured her.

Over those five years, I could see how much my mother truly cared for him. So, when Ross's family invited us to Fellaton, my mother agreed without hesitation. Before we left for the trip, she had even started preparing days in advance, doing her hair and buying expensive gifts for his family, all to make a good impression. That day, she wore the pocket watch my father had given her years ago. At that moment, my mother wasn't just representing herself; she was carrying the love and care that my parents had given me.

And I mean working out all the damn time, just like his arrogant best friend, Blake. I, on the other hand, have fair caramel skin, just a bit lighter than Tyler's. I have fair plumped lips, and I'm short in stature at five feet and four inches. As I said, my brother works out almost all day long. When he's not in school or training, he's lifting and training. But always working out.

For a moment I forgot about the training I was doing. Then Brad's voice pulled me back to my senses. I noticed some girls were admiring him and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. “Hey, I know many of you are wondering who he is.” His voice cut through the noise, and the chatter died instantly. “Mr. Lucan Ashford is one of our biggest sponsors and a good friend of mine. He also attended this camp when he was your age and has generously agreed to oversee things.” He smiled, like actually smiled.

my dad said, clearly emotional as he patted Austin on the shoulder. “Yes, sir. Don’t worry, I’ll do everything to make Ciara happy.” Austin’s words came out so steady, so convincing, I almost laughed. I barely managed to keep it in, letting the emotion of the moment cover up what I was really feeling. If there were ever an award for acting, Austin would’ve won it. No question. He deserved a fucking Oscar.