Brody Total Drama Novels & Stories

All I cared about was my mothers happiness, I just hoped she was making the right choice by getting married to him. “Don't worry Brielle, your mother is making the right choice, i'm not just saying it because he's rich. Your mom is an adult and she knows exactly what she wants, you have to trust her” Ryan said “I'm not worried about my mom, it's the family she's marrying into im worried about, davis son” I said “Why are you worried about his son? You already met him? Is he hot?” “His son is Mateo, Mateo caldwell, my ex bully”

In the middle of the room was a king-sized bed, where a man lay surrounded by three women, their hands and lips shamelessly exploring him. “What is it, Drake?” Cassian Moore raised his gaze to Drake, his calloused hand squeezing the ass of the woman straddling him. “Care to join before discussing whatever it is that’s on your mind?” “It’s about the new Don,” Drake said, his tone cautious. “He just got married.” Cassian’s brow furrowed as he sat up abruptly. “Klaus Barnard got married?” he questioned, disbelief sharpening his voice. “Yes. He tried to keep it a secret. His wife’s name is Morticia Addams. I learned about the marriage through one of her team members,” Drake said carefully.

“What did you call me?” Brody didn’t answer. “Tristan was young back then, but he was ruthless. He lied to both sides and deliberately leaked information to Grandpa Joel’s enemies.” Blake didn’t say anything. When he went to order, he noticed Brody had already picked Yvonne’s favorite dishes. He snorted playfully. “Next time, order what you want to eat.” Brody didn’t respond. Yvonne said, “You’re even going to fuss about something like that?”

Brody and Cadoc are cousins, and that’s pretty much all they have in common. Brody oozes. Smarm. Entitlement. Human hair product. He won’t make eye contact with a scavenger. If he absolutely must, he’ll address the spot directly above your head. Cadoc, on the other hand, exudes. Confidence. Innate authority. Strength, command, intelligence. Superiority.

What the fuck happened to him? Behind him stand some burly men in black suits with stern expressions, surely Bryan Tatum’s bodyguards. They appear rather frustrated, likely having struggled to prevent Caden from barging in—but he managed it anyway. That’s just how much of a pain in the ass he is. As Bryan’s eyes scrutinize Caden, he inquires, “Him?” “Yup. He’s the bully stepbrother I mentioned.” Bryan rises from his seat, extending his hand in a mature handshake. “Hey, man.”

How long has he been jerking off and moaning my name? When my mum decided to get married to Mr Smith. I was happy for her. Since my dad passed from a chronic heart disease, I knew that my mum has been lonely and sad. Things changed when she met Mr Smith, she became happier. While I believe that no one would be able to replace my father, Mr Smith was kind and loving. My mum kept on yapping about his son and told me that he was eager to meet me. On the day of the introduction, I wasn’t expecting to see my high school bully. And I almost fainted when that high school bully was introduced as my new stepbrother…the same one I caught jerking off to a picture of me.

“Which is what you did, isn't it? Now, stop being so ridiculously narrow-minded. What my staff thinks is not your problem, fiery fairy, it's mine.” “I don't believe you!” Alanis argued tightly. “I just don't believe anyone would resort to such lengths just to get their own way. You've made me look like a fool…” “Not at all,” Brody added easily, but with a thread of steel now lacing the lazy drawl. “You’re doing such an exceptional job all by yourself...” As she raised her hand to strike, Brody caught it easily in his long, capable fingers, shaking his head sorrowfully as he did so.

Brody felt uneasy and was starting to feel scared. However, he still truthfully told them what happened at the time. “I followed Mr. Goodbar’s instructions and went to speak with them properly, but they completely ignored me. Their leader was a beautiful woman who didn’t even spare me a glance.” Brody felt that he had to be clear. He had indeed been wronged, and his arm was still in excruciating pain, but he could only grit his teeth and endure it.

Andrew's POV With each step I took, my anxiety grew. Was I truly ready for the answers I sought? "This way, boss," Fred said, opening a door into a small room. The room lacked windows and featured a single bulb and a chair in the center. Brody was tied to the chair, and blindfolded. “Where am I? What the fuck do you guys want? I don't have any money” Brody began to cry. Pathetic! I rolled my eyes and motioned Fred to loosen the blindfold around Brody's face.

Ridian’s POV Brody and I had never got along very well, and that was because he was very incompetent at times. He was capable of doing a lot of things and was very intelligent, but he was a major procrastinator. He was lazy and spent a lot of time drinking and chasing after women. When he was not doing that, he liked to terrorize those weaker than him for fun. We had had a lot of arguments and fights because of this but it didn’t look like he was about to change.