Bro Zoned Novels & Stories

Bryan said then about to kiss Zara's lips. Zara swiftly pulled away. Bryan frowned. "What is it, honey?" he asked. "I'm not in the mood." replied Zara. "Come on, just an hour. It's been standing down there all along." Bryan said then immediately pinned on Zara. He then kissed Zara's face and after that went downstairs. "I will give you my best service. Maybe I will score another goal, and the points will increase to 2." whispered Bryan. Hearing this, Zara gave up. He can only do like that. There's no use fighting this stubborn CEO. But on the other hand, he really loves Bryan. So, nothing wrong, right? ***

GAMMA CHRIS POV OH NO! I knew that look, someone needed to get in there before Zoey was torn to pieces! We all stepped as one towards the door, but before we could take another step we were all frozen to our spots. I could see that Braxton could move a little bit but not too much. If ANY of you interrupt what I am doing, I will be a very fucking unhappy luna! I have everything under control. Brax feel through our bond if you don’t believe me!

The keypad outside began to beep. Aaron braced his hands on the marble counter and vaulted over it in one fluid, silent motion. He caught Zoe around the waist and tucked her into the leg space beneath the bar counter. “Stay still. I’m not in the mood to gouge my brother’s eyes out today.” Zoe smiled, offering a helpful tip as she glanced at his lap. “You might want to sit down. If he sees his big brother ‘standing at attention’ like that, the poor kid will be scarred for life.”

Chapter 1: Harassed Hearts I woke up to the sound of relentless banging on my front door. Dread pooled in the pit of my stomach as I recognized the all-too-familiar rhythm. It was the loan sharks, back to harass me once again. I glanced at the clock on my bedside table, groaning at the early hour. With a heavy sigh, I hastily threw on a robe and made my way downstairs.

I hit him on the side of the head as Lennon and Mason laughed. Zeke was about to say something else when he zoned out; no doubt having a mental conversation with someone. “What?” I asked when he came back to the conversation, a concerned look crossed his face. “Rouges trying to cross the territory again” he pouted looking distressed, “Brody wants me to make sure you stay in the pack house today” he stated. “Of course he does” I rolled my eyes as I made my way to the lounge and sat down on the couch. I flicked on the TV and we all settled down to watch it.

I had spent two weeks sitting in his apartment without for once connecting him to the Vales because he existed only in a separate world. It all made sense at once. Why every word from him was measured. Why he noticed tiny betrayals but hated apologies. Aaron carried himself as someone who had lived his whole life attempting to prove to someone that he belonged somewhere. The coldness. The seriousness and the house that looked like no one lived in it. I picked up my phone and typed. My boss is Dorian’s brother, and sent it to Shawna. She replied immediately. “What. How? You need to quit the job right now.”

Dammit, did the outline behind his zipper get bigger? Mercy! She all but whimpered in her throat. "Let's eat." She almost jumped out of her skin, thinking he'd caught her at it again. She'd be mortified if she were caught staring at his junk again twice in as many days.

Fiona followed up with a sugary smile. "I have a really sensitive nose, so don't take it personally." Jasper gave a slight frown of his own and said, "Babe, I know things have been rough for you these past few days. I just got back from the time portal. Here, I brought something for our son." He reached into a bag and pulled out a cheap bootleg action figure, placing it in my hands. If this had been any other time, I would have thrown it in his face on the spot, the way I always did with whatever half-hearted gift he used to brush me off. Not today, however. I did not care anymore.

The hall went silent as the wedding officiant picked up the microphone and spoke into it: “Ladies and gentlemen, tonight we are gathered here to witness the grand engagement ceremony of the owner of fiv e of the biggest companies and the most powerful man in the underground world...... Mr. Rhys rathore with Miss Rosie.”

“Elias, 18.” “Lorenzo,” a boy spoke and he pointed towards the same looking boy, “is my twin, Vincenzo and we both are 16.” “Ryder, 15.” The boy with the glasses said. And lastly I turned towards the other two boys who looked identical. “Zane and Shane, we’re 14.” I nodded once again. I was about to introduce myself again but decided against it since they were once again busy in there own world.