Brock Hudson Novels & Stories

“Your father…” “Did?…” I asked. The impatience was vivid. Anxious to know whatever thing he had to say about Jacob De L' Rosa. “He absolutely was in cohort with Marcus Goldman who murdered Eric McCoy.” Just then, I felt my heart skip a beat. *****

Hector says as he holds him by the arm. The man looks down at his arm, making Hector retreat his hand quickly. "My name is Hunter Black. Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack of the North. You enslaved my sister. I am only here to take her back. Your death and the downfall of your pack are not of my concern." he says, making Alpha Hector DiMarco's eyes widen in shock.

Just then, she noticed Brock lying on the ground and screamed, “Ah! Why is this guy here?” Alex was slightly surprised. “You know him?” Waltz seemed slightly upset. “Of course I do. This guy is the famous Knockout Brock in California's underworld. He’s the fourth best fighter in his clan. His full name is Brock Rousey. He’s 36 years old and joined the Royal rank two years ago. He’s also Frank Accordo’s right-hand man, but he disappeared six months ago. It is almost impossible to bump into him in the underworld.”

the man on the other side said doubtfully and thought for a while. Brock Moore, the boss of the underworld in A city, was sitting in the middle. He was about 30 years old. There was a long scar on his cold face, and his thick black eyebrows formed a straight line across his forehead. He had a standard square face and dark skin. At this moment, he was touching his chin with his right hand as he stared at Jenna, as if he was thinking about something.

Somebody pissed mother nature off, that’s for sure. Brock walks around the front of the car, sliding on the side of the hood, being extra as usual. I grin to myself knowing that there are parts of him that only I’ve seen. There is a side to Brock Axton saved for me and in my opinion it’s his best side.

“She might not die.” “I hope so,” I say flatly. “You hope so?” He narrows his eyes at me. “Do you realize what you’ve just done? She and Liam Brookes are friends, I don’t know anything about the guy, but you just messed with the wrong man, trust me when I say this, he will ruin you, he will haunt you down because you hurt her.” Finally, horror washes over his face, Hudson, the guy who is never scared almost has tears in his eyes, “what are you talking about?”

He was our role model and at the same time mentor to many young black and white dancers in Brooklyn. Our host and MC, at the lighthouse, who is nearly seven feet tall, is Jason Black, a.k.a the Komondor, named after a large Hungarian breed of livestock guard dog. He always loved the doggish life and since he could not be the next Snoop Doggy Dogg because he was never a gifted rapper, he had to make use of his tough muscles, height and an amazingly great physic, which made the thugs in Brooklyn greatly fear him. No wonder he was hired for the job of the host at the lighthouse by Mr. Hudson, a bulky of five feet tall Man, with blond hair, deep eyes and a crooked voice. However, most people nev

And one last piece of advice, I think its best if you stopped being errand boys " I added and continued on my way. Hudson was the son of one of the alphas Kurt Cobain conquered their clan and brought them together with ours. Even though we are one city but the clans still existed and are ruled by different Alphas, during any disputes each alpha provides the city with their best warriors and they all join hands to fight their enemies. Hudson was from the Riverside clan and the alpha in line to succeed his father, but he was no good as he formed a gang and chased after girls, he was dubbed the 'bad-boy' of Great lake high. And now he has always been trying to get me on his side, but I guess hi

If it was not for the situation, he would not have wanted to work with these two. Brock was someone who was famous for his bad temper. Furthermore, he was from Star Continent. He loved to throw his weight around, constantly talking about his home continent as if he was better than everyone else just because of where he was wrong. If not because of that, Lenny would have fought Brock. The two of them did not like each other at all, but they were forced to work together. Even if Lenny hated Brock to the core, it was not the time to bring that out.

“You’re in my gym, and we’re about to have a fucking problem.” Brock’s steps slow as he draws closer. He’s not in his normal slacks and button-down or a random polo. Today he’s wearing a dark blue hoodie with sweatpants. His blond hair is still neatly styled, so he must have come from the office. Brock has the all-American look with his blue eyes and dimples, but he’s far from it. His body is lean and not built thick like Brent. I can see why women are attracted to him; he’s handsome on the outside, but he just doesn’t do it for me. I didn’t know I had a type until Brent, but I’m so going to get the ick if they’re friends. “Sorry, but my fiancée has been missing for a few weeks, and everyone