Brick X Robin Novels & Stories

“Robin, come here. Bryson is on the phone.” “Hey Bryce. How’s my niece?” Robin asks. Bryson moves the camera to show Josie crawling away from us. “You weren’t kidding when you said she’s cruising,” Robin laughs. Bryson quickly hands me his phone before running after Josie before she reaches the front door. “Hi, Sara. How are you?” “I’m well, thank you. How are you, Robin?” I ask looking at the phone. Robin has brown hair with Bryson’s warm eyes, but her face resembles Suzanne’s face more than Bryson’s does telling me Bryson looks more like his dad.

I know I should feel protective of Airk, but despite Brax being so sex-obsessed, he was a really good guy, and I knew he wouldn’t hurt my brother. Airk whispered, sniffing Brax's neck. "You smell really good." We all heard it, but we pretended we didn’t. But it made Brax lose his grip, and then Airk somehow flipped them over and put his knee on top of Brax’s neck. "Two can play that game." Brax chuckled, "O, Air. I love games. I also love a bit of choking." So I guess Brax had picked a nickname for my brother too. Goddess, and he was complaining about me and Darian?

She raised her voice a little in annoyance. "Okay. Okay. Calm down, honey. Okay? I promise to end my relationship with him." "Be certain this time." She said. "You've told me that so many times." Gerald kissed her on the cheeks. "I promise, honey." "Okay." She kissed him on the lips. — @STEAKHOUSE "Cheers!" They all said it at the same time as they raised their own glasses and emptied their glasses of beer together, except Chase. Chase is not a fan of drinking, so he just tasted a little.

Kevin grabbed her waist and guided her away. Letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding, he saw a few business colleagues and started to get talking. "And then we decided to go with Robins” Smiling Brock excused himself, nipping to his car, he unlocked it and got out his digital camera. It was a small camera but took okay photos, if only he could use film, and his refurbished camera, he loved the long lens he had. Slipping the small silver box into his pocket he quickly went back to the auditorium. Going back to his table, the people who were standing there had got him another whisky. Raising his glass he thanked them and scanned the room, now he could truly relax.

he asked once more finding his mood shift back to impatience as opposed to flirtatious arousal. "Kenny and the boys are pinned down at Canyon Creek," replied Barb, a good deal worried. "He says that your fish is there taking shelter with the Coyotes." Brick rolled his eyes feeling his blood boiling even more now as he turned his attention to processing the new information. "The fucking limp dick weasel took shelter with the fucking zygotes," he growled in both frustration and increased rage. "What's this I hear about Zygotes?" asked Rooster coming from the men's room just in time to hear the tail end of the conversation. It wasn't all that surprising as he had keen hearing due to his transfo

Same bronze skin. Same sharp amber eyes. But while Robin is witty and outspoken, her brother is the exact opposite. He’s quiet and brooding, his sharp jawline giving him a naturally intense look. “Say ‘hello’ to our sister-in-law right fucking now,” Robin snaps, elbowing him goodnaturedly in the ribs. Nick doesn’t even flinch. His eyes finally drift to me, and I feel a familiar shiver skitter down my spine. It’s the same shiver I feel when Harlan looks at me.

I just listened to the dull sound of Broddi and Axel's conversation as I led them to the nearby lobby, my arms crossed neatly behind my back. Soon we came to the lobby, I noticed that only a few of the recruits were there. Brandy was sitting on the edge of one of the overstuffed chairs, a bored look plastered on her face as she thumbed through pages in a human magazine. Lindsay was leaning against a pillar in the middle of the room, inspecting her polished, black nails. Robin - Lindsay's friend - was sitting in the middle of the floor, her legs crossing in her lap, drumming on the floor disinterestedly, occasionally pulling on the zipper of her black leather jacket. The final person in the l

Brick’s head spins so fast I’m worried he is going to get whiplash. “ You like her don’t you?” he asks. That is when I realize my secret is out. I’m not ashamed of who I am but around here I don’t yell it from the rooftops either. But I want Brick’s help so I’m going to tell him the truth. “ Yes. I do. Do you have a problem with that?” Brick raises his hands in surrender. “ No. Not at all I just didn’t know that about you.” I nod “ It isn’t something I let be known. I don’t want these horny guys getting any ideas. If it gets out that I’m bi these guys will try having me hook up with some of the other bunnies so they can watch or join in.” “ Gretchen, you don’t have to explain it to me. So I

I barely whispered. He shakes his head. "You never have to apologize for admiring what is yours. In fact, I have been doing the same thing!" He chuckled as I blushed harder. "What is your name, sweet mate?" I tuck a strand of unruly curls behind my ear. "My name is Virginia, but my friends call me Rae." He smiled. "Rae...I love it. Could you please look at me?" I gulp but comply. "There you are! My name is Braxton, Alpha Braxton Gleason, it's a pleasure to finally and officially meet you!"

“Robin is the ringleader, or maybe it’s her father. I can’t recall which one is worse.” “Really? Robin treats you badly?” Brooke raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow. “Badly is a nice word for it. She always turns her nose up at me, spreads false gossip, and she’s rude right to my face. She makes me feel worthless.” Her voice softened. “Which I guess I am.”