Brightney X Rodger Novels & Stories

I ran my hand along my mark, “ You mean you're mated to a rogue and Yes I’m a Luna of the blood moon pack.” She nodded her head, “So are you ready for c.p.r? In a couple of days?” Brittney asked, “Nope, I’m scared shitless.” She cackles, “Just practice on Mr handsome and you’ll be alright,” Brittney said, “I’ll take that into consideration seeing he’s not a child.” I smiled, “Honey I would have made him my child, my toy.” I looked at her weirdly,

Roger said, reaching him and putting his hand on Kendrick’s shoulder. “Good. You just need to talk sometimes. I know that’s tough for you.” Kendrick said to him with a smile. “I’m sorry brother.” Roger said softly, stepping into him for a hug. Kendrick went to hug him back but at the last minute Roger grabbed Kendrick’s neck and with one swift motion jerked his head to the side. A loud bone snapping crack radiated around them. In that one quick minute Roger snapped his neck. Kendrick didn't even have a chance to fight back. Roger let go of Kendrick and Kendrick’s body hit the cold hard ground, the sound bouncing off the walls of the alley.

“This is my friend, Rodger. We work together.” The stare down between them felt dangerous and unpredictable. Rodger’s eyes darted from one end of Bentley’s frame to the next, and Bentley’s eyes did the same to him. I felt like I had made a mistake asking Rodger to come along. But I didn't know Bentley was going to show up. “Nice to meet you, Rodger.” He held out his hand, and Rodger reluctantly shook it. “Yeah. You too.” The air was thick with tension. I feared I had ruined my chances of getting any more information or closeness out of Bentley. Although he didn’t look completely angry and turned off by me, I could sense it in his tone when he spoke.

she wondered. “ Hi, I am Aaron Rodgers, and you?” the man asked again after his initial question was ignored. “ Brie, I'm Brie nice to meet you, Alex,” she answered rising on her feet to take her leave. “ Am I that boring or annoying?” he asked after he noticed she was leaving. Very annoying. She thought but she wasn't going to say that to his face. “ No, but my friends must be worried and looking for me. We came to the club together...I gotta go let them know I am alright,” she explained.

Rodrick hugged the doctor and broke down even more. Months later Det. Brighton was released and went on staying with Rodrick for a few months until he was all better and then moved into his own place. A house by the ocean with a gorgeous lighthouse next to it. He moved there with Dylan and as promised began to raise him as his own and they grew to form a beautiful bond as father and son. And of course Rodrick and Vera stayed in their lives; they needed to support each other with everything they had been through and that brought them even closer; so much so Det. Brighton was Rodrick's best man at his wedding with Dylan the ring bearer.

“I didn’t expect Rodney to have some skills. He usually looks so flamboyant.” “How can he possibly get along with Shaun and Chester if he doesn’t have skills?” Catherine, who had keen eyesight, could soon tell that Rodney and Bryce were equally matched in the fight. None of them had an edge over the other. Sure enough, Rodney and Bryce parted in a sorry state after some time. Both their faces were injured.

Billy said, looking proud. I banged my hand on the table, tired of this shit. I wanted to get back to my mate. “FOCUS!” Everyone jumped and went silent. Even Darren. “Sorry, Alpha,” Billy muttered. Este sat back in her chair, looking around the table at all of us. “So, is it time for you to tell me what you called me here for? Who is this Rodger I’m supposed to meet?” “Rodger is with Kai and Beau, our other stripper friends, scoping out the enemy’s shit right now. He should be back tonight. I’ll go ahead and tell you what Rodger has planned….”

The next series of photos Brian saw were the ones where rod and I hung out at different eateries and the cocktail date we had of recent. “Who is this man? Were you able to find out for me? What is his identity? He has appeared in all the photos and I can see they live together or something.” The spy replied calmly, “He is Rod Benson, son to James Benson, the richest tycoon in New York. News has it that he cut ties with his father just so he could be with Melissa and since he got to Ohio he has been with Melissa.” Brian’s brow thickened in fury, “What did you just say? Are you trying to tell me, my wife lives with this Rod? I mean do they cohabit? And how sure are you about this claim?”

Tonia’s look was condescending as usual, and this time she wasn’t alone, but Roger was unaffected, his gaze cold. “Back off,” he said, trying to walk past her, but the man she was with restricted him. “Hey, Roger? What are you doing at a place like this? Your annual income will not be able to purchase anything here.” Roger recognized him as Brad Cooper, a manager at one of his subsidiary companies. Brad was one of the managers on Roger’s kick-out list because of his arrogance.

As Rodger moved closer to me, placing his hands on mine, he whispered, “Do you see right? This is all I need you to understand. If I keep defining and explaining things to you, you won't understand. I want you to see him do it in your presence. He's so, so up. I don't even understand. If we don't act fast, he's going to keep Rhea to himself. We can't let him keep Rhea to himself because she doesn't even belong to him in the first place. Everything. If I had not given him that idea, if he had not known from the priest, he would be in the dark continuously.” Rodger said as I scoffed. “Whatever is going on between you and Killian, I don't think I should intervene with that. It's not going to ch