Brightney X Rodger Novels & Stories

Keith listened to the heartache, brother is how high and mighty a person, but is willing to do this for that woman . He really loved her, didn't he, that woman was too much! "Who is it? Brother, what is that woman's name? Could it be the actress you're working with?" Rodney rolled over, the corners of his eyes were a little moist, every breath hurt, "You don't need to know, let me sleep here tonight, I'm tired."

The guard I had grown close to. I sobbed into the kiss as Brian plaued with my body when he finally pulled away from me moving his mouth down to my neck whispering to mein my ear comfortingly. "Shhh I promise you, I maybe a cannibal killer, but my oh my how I would love to have you as mine."' I tried fighting when Brian had let me go and I found that I wasn't gonna be able to get out. I turned to see Brian approaching me. I cried out and tried to run away but he was too fast for me and too big. He then took out what I saw as a needle and soon I was out and I didn't know what happned after that. Before falling asleep I saw him take Martin from under his bed and placed his body in his bed cov

The bond between us grows stronger with each passing day, and I am grateful to have Stacey by my side, a beacon of light and love in my life. Stepping out onto the balcony, the cool breeze washing over me, I dial Roger's number, the weight of recent events heavy on my mind. “What is the update, Roger? Did you find out about Meg and Tyler?” As he answers the call, Roger informs me about the growing bond between Meg and Tyler, their interactions becoming more frequent and intimate. The news deepens my suspicions, further fueling my concerns about the hidden motives behind their secretive meetings.

He went ahead and opened the gate for him. Rogers came into the house and parked his car. He walked towards the house and rang the doorbell. The head maid came and opened for him. “Am sorry to knock at the door this late but I am here for Mr Brighton. I am Rogers, a police officer at the Water spring station, is he in? I would like you to call him,” Rogers said in an authoritative tone. “ No need to be here,”Brighton said as he came down stairs followed by Alicia who could show a sense of nervousness in her eyes.

“ Yes I just did Mom ” “ She is with my child ,my first seed ” He added as he shrugged his shoulders Sloan mad with rage slaps him instead furiously walking off in anger ,Mr Brookes comes in . The atmosphere is tensed . “ What is going on here Rodney ? ” Mr Brookes asked as he looked around , Bessie and Hailey bow their heads slightly “ I —, she is pregnant ” Rodney muttered “ who is pregnant ? ” Mr Brookes asked immediately “ Bessie ” Rodney replied

The girl that Rodney kissed. "What are you doing here?" Rodney asked Margaret. "Bryce is my ex-boyfriend, so I should come to bid my farewell," Margaret said. Her eyes were glued to me as she walked towards. "Oh right, I almost forgot that you played us both," Rodney said. "And I'm so good at that, right?" Margaret said, mocking Rodney. "So, she's your wife? Impressive, I didn't expect that you will marry someone after I ditch you because you are diehard to me," she said to Rodney but he didn't pay attention to her so she talked to me.

Jade's POV It was finally Saturday, I could sit back and just enjoy the day or so I thought. My mum came back early this morning and suggested we all do a family bonding thing-- you'd think someone who just came back from pulling a night shift would be more tired-- even though Blake wasn't exactly part of the family, she thought that Blake and I were fighting and wanted to do this. "We're not fighting ma'am, I promise." he begged, he also wanted to stay in today, we all did. Jonathan was sporting a killer headache and I just wanted to sleep, maybe Blake still had that girl in his room and was thinking of ways to get her out.

“Parading her around like you own the city. Acting like your family’s money makes you kings. But I know what you really are. Criminals. Thugs in expensive suits.” Ryan didn’t blink, didn’t move. “Careful, Brighton. You’re drunk and out of your depth.” Brighton laughed—unhinged, bitter. “Am I? You took everything from me—my girl, my future. And now your little girlfriend’s sniffing around Pedro? Maybe she’s finally tired of slumming it with mafia trash.” Roy moved then—fast, putting himself between Brighton and us, voice low and lethal. “Back off. Now.” Brighton’s eyes flicked to Roy, sneer deepening. “Or what, injured captain? You can barely stand straight.”