Brody Total Drama Novels & Stories

I unconsciously took a step backward, a bit intimidated by his boldness but before I could totally put a reasonable distance between us two, he already grabbed my wrist and pulled me without any act of gentleness! “We need to talk.” He hissed with oozing dominance. “Huh? What is there to talk about? I remember nothing—“ “There is. A lot, Brook.” He looked so dark and serious. I couldn’t help but gulp, I felt like what he’s about to say was something that would definitely move me. “Hey, Atlas. Just in case you’re being forgetful again, may I remind you that you just barged in my place.” Atlas was already pulling me with his lead when Damon spoke up, calmly.

But the third challenge broke something deeper. The stepbrother’s tone shifted, lower, almost intimate. “The final trial is not of body. It is of truth.” My chest tightened. He gestured, and one of the men stepped forward with a small black box. He opened it, revealing two envelopes. My stomach dropped. Not again. “Inside,” the stepbrother said smoothly, “are truths you are not meant to know. One about you, Ari. One about Ian. You may each read one. But only one. The other will be destroyed.”

"No, it's fine. You didn't push me hard at all, I was just being dramatic. Obviously, it backfired." She snorted, twisting her body in a way to rub over her bottom. "Well in that case, I don't feel sorry at all-” Sophia's words are suddenly cut off when the door to her room is pushed open. They both snapped their heads to face the intruder and Sophia groaned in annoyance. "It's a girls movie night, idiot . Get out!" She snapped at her twin brother, Mason, who only opened the door wider when he heard his sister's words.

"Rhett might be there." I said nothing. Rhett Holt was Liam's older brother and the subject of approximately forty percent of Liam's bad moods. I had met him twice and on both occasions he had looked at me the way people look at mildly interesting weather — present, briefly noted, forgotten. "Fine," I said. Liam smiled. Squeezed my hand across the table. At least I'll be seeing his mother. The only sane one in that family, if you ask me. I smiled back and ate my tiramisu.

*** She sat at the kitchen table, saying nothing. “Ya snapped it, didn’t ya.” Brody leaned forward. Chiseled jaw and dark eyes, his teeth too white, his frat bro was all bulging biceps and bottled tan. “Gonna shove her next to the ice cream?” Bro laughed and then lit a joint as he strolled to the window, his eyes peering at Eidolon below. “Predictable fucker, just like always.” “It wasn’t something I planned, you know?” he said. “Right,” his bro said. “She’ll end up with the meat in the walk-in.”

No, I love Skye and will never do anything to hurt her again. We find Brody sitting at Mason's bed with his hands in his hair. Tajsa ~”Brody.” Brody ~”Tajsa!” He grabs her into his arms and they both burst out crying. I see Brody cry like he has never cried before. He does not let go once of Tajsa as he is whispering into her ear. Brody ~”I can't lose him Tajsa. I can't lose him. I have lost too many people that I care about. I can lose him too.”

"Neither of you are ever leaving me! You think you're too good for this place? Then think again! You are never leaving!" " You're lucky I even let that little bitch Winter go off to that fucking college!" He spat directly onto her head. Yellow, disgusting spit caught in her tangled hair. She didn't even flinch; she just kept sobbing silently, trembling on the floor. "Winter is a fucking ungrateful slut," Brody snarled, his voice rising in an angry rant. "A useless piece of shit! She goes off playing smart, and can she even send a single dollar back to help her own baby sister? No! All my damn money goes to feeding you and keeping a roof over you and Sophia's head! It's because of you useless

she repeated and hung up, feeling so frustrated. What an asshole! —------------- Sasha sat in the classroom, waiting for her professor to come in. She had a long day ahead of her because she still had to go take care of some orders for her customers and she couldn't wait for the day to be over. It had already been a week since Kaleb's party and had not seen him since then. Sasha didn't know if she should be angry or sad about it. If it were some other guy, she'd have talked to Tilly about it, but that wasn't the case this time. As curious as Tilly was, she'd want to know who the guy was and Sasha didn't think her reaction would be good when she found out that it was her brother.

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

Crude humor is something I’m very used to from Brody. “Your ladys got jokes, France.” Brody came forward wearing a nice pair of black jeans and a light cashmere grey sweater. She had a fresh haircut, and it looked a little shorter on the sides. I thought she looked like a very...handsome woman. Liza appeared behind her a minute later, wrapping her arms around Brody’s waist tenderly. “Everyone’s filing in now. Thanks for arranging all this, dude.” She let go of her lover to embrace Francine tightly.