Brody Total Drama Novels & Stories

Brody swallows hard and wipes a tear from his cheek. The only time I ever saw Brody cry was when Amanda died. His heart hardened after that, yet he never lost his love for his family and people. Brody will one day be a wonderful King, and Leopold will not fear the safety of the people of Kulumi. Brody will protect them while ruling with an iron fist.

"But your screaming didn't let me fully enjoy the moment." Amazement flickered across Taehyung's expression while Minnie sighed with theatrical sadness. "I had to marry a doctor instead of a man who'd tell me I had someone above the law protecting me," she lamented. Zavian's chuckle held a sardonic edge. "Brody on duty is an accomplished divorce attorney with a particular fondness for divorced women," he remarked dryly. "Especially his clients." Brody's laughter echoed around the table. "I certainly wouldn't object to marrying a beautiful woman like Minnie," he admitted with a wink.

"Brody Weston. A new actor from one of those teen TV shows. He has a pretty small role, but from what I've heard, he thinks he's the next sensation! A friend of mine from the cast said most of the colleagues have been having problems with his ego." Nicholas watched a little longer and, within a few minutes, he no longer felt jealous but rather wanted to rescue Sophie from the guy. He knew her well enough to realize she was bored and only talking out of politeness. In fact, their interaction with Brody couldn't even be called a conversation. It was the boy who spoke the entire time, laughing at his own jokes, while she offered a somewhat forced smile from time to time and looked at her own na

OLIVIA The drive home had been a slow-motion torture. Every bump in the road, every turn of the steering wheel, had shifted the weight of the device still nestled inside me. By the time the wrought-iron gates of the estate swung open, I was a frayed wire, humming with a tension that threatened to snap. Adrian was already there, waiting for me in the foyer. He didn't say a word. He simply gestured toward the master suite. The moment the door clicked shut, the "brother" mask didn't just fall—it shattered. He didn't let me take the blazer off. He pushed me back against the heavy oak, his eyes dark with a terrifying, focused hunger.