Bro Zoned Novels & Stories

Their new companion, Melissa, sat on the old mattress, distracted with Adam's phone. She was currently addicted to playing games, tapping vigorously with big eyes that were thirsty to win. In a way, this was a good method of distraction. She was less of a worry. Brie limped impatiently around the silent basement and glanced at her own phone. She needed a distraction herself. It didn't help that her ankle stung and she had a piercing headache. The suspense after seeing the live fight on TV left her speechless. The news hadn't said anything officially but there was a lot of movement on social media.

Vivian’s face appeared on the giant advertising screens that lined the walls, her image distorted by the flickering fluorescent lights. "It’s a beautiful drive," she continued, her voice echoing through the terminal. "Full of Elias’s sins and the Board’s greed. But it’s a shame you think the truth still has any power in this city. You see, the Board owns the servers. The Board owns the media outlets. And if you hit 'Execute,' the only thing you’ll be doing is flagging your exact location for my cleanup crew." "You can't hide this forever, Vivian," I shouted into the empty air, my voice cracking. "The moment this hits the net, your empire starts to crumble."

He turned sharply and looked at me. " Did your father not tell you that we need to consummate this union for the blood oath to work perfectly? If not for it, I would never touch someone like you" he said. Right, he was damn right about that, I would not even allow him to get close to me. I hated that we needed to do this, it was totally difficult. I watched as he pulled off his shirt and rolled down the trouser he was wearing. His body looked so hot, I could not take my eyes off him.

Quiet. When she came out of her room, the smell of onions and pepper hit her nose. Zoe was in the kitchen, bent over a pot . Steam curled around her face. “Light soup,” Zoe said without looking up. “For your aunt. She barely ate last night. Maybe this will help.” Camilla’s throat tightened. “You didn’t have to...” “Of course I did.” Zoe turned, her eyes soft. Then she froze, looking at Camilla’s dress. “You look… oh, Cam. You look like a bride.”

His fingers didn’t touch her, but the space between their hands warmed, the mark waking like a matched nerve. “I’m fine,” she said. He believed her and didn’t. “It’s quieter,” he said, meaning the bond. “For now,” she said. “Last night it felt like a wire pulled through bone.” They didn’t say thank you for pulling me out. They didn’t say I almost lost you. Those were words for people who hadn’t learned what the city did to tender things. His phone buzzed. He glanced down. A single line from his head of security: War room. Now. He didn’t move.

All the while, Zarion was in his protective stance—quiet and ready to attack whenever he needed to against his brother. “Hey, nice tits,” Brandon purred and looked at my breast. I was caught off guard and heaved a deep breath, took a step backward, and squeezed Zarion’s hands. I know Brandon’s shameless and he only said that to tease his brother, but I still couldn’t believe he said those insulting words in front of us. And those words triggered Zarion. “Indeed.” The two brothers started growling at each other. Brandon discarded his clothes and his nakedness pierced my eyesight. Brandon is absolutely naked right now.

I explain. “You told your mother about us?” He asks. “No, your mother told my mother about us.” I say and he groans. “That means my father blabbed to her about us.” Mason says looking pissed. “Hey, it’s okay.” I say. “But can we just be us for a while without parents and stuff.” I say. “Just us.” Mason says agreeing pulling me closer into him. We’re cuddled up on the couch in front of the tv, big bang theory playing in background but we aren’t really paying attention.

F*ck*ng hell! "WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU DOING DAMON SANDRO CALESTRO!" My mom yelled at me. ____________________________

I looked down at it. “Luca.” Marco's face went blank. “Did he tell you anything?” “About my mother?” A pause. Then he looked away. That was enough. “You know something.” “No.” “Don't lie to me.” “I don't know anything.” “You're terrible at lying.” He almost smiled. Almost. Then the sound of another gunshot echoed through the night. Marco immediately reached for the weapon at his waist. “Stay behind me.” I stepped back. “What is happening?” “Someone breached the east side of the property.”

"Whoever she is, it's none of your business." Bradon straightened up as he tried to sniff the air when Zack growled at him, like he was ready to attack. He bent slightly, slightly bent his legs with his hand hardened and spread like he was protecting me. I just stood there watching them. "You're even blocking her smell... is there something I don't know about her?" "Get out, Bradon! Out of this place!" Zack was about to run when Bradon pulled back slightly and signaled. "Retreat," Bradon gave Zack a meaningful look before quickly disappearing. They walk through the jungle out of the City.