روايات وقصص ضمن Brody Total Drama

All this while, there was still one person who had not said a word since standing there. Rex. The Boss finally turned to him, releasing his grip on Rain’s shirt. “And you. Three weeks—just three weeks. Get access to those papers and get me what I want, even if it means your life,” he gritted through his teeth. Rex looked up, eyes dull, holding the Boss’s gaze. “Yes.” “One more thing,” he said, pointing at each of them. “This—this triplet brothers act—don’t let it get into your head. Always remember where you all came from.

Kodan says as he pushes his chair out and leaves the room. Brody really did take everything out of Kodan just to be in control. His Brody was a beast, we very rarely saw him as Kodan was very much in control of his emotions but he was so easily affected by ours, which makes me a little nervous of him. I knew if there was ever a challenge between me and Kodan, he would definitely beat my ass. Kodan POV

As a result, Brody suffered the consequences of being turned handicapped. "B*tch, how dare you talk back? If it wasn't for you, Brody wouldn't even be in any conflict with Leon, nor would he end up like this! This is all your fault!"

Only someone like Ocelotte could bring warmth to Molly’s life. Brody admitted to himself that he wasn’t enough. His quiet and restrained affection was too thin, too fleeting to stand against the test of time. But Ocelotte was different; he had a loving family composed of good siblings, wonderful parents, and an unyielding devotion to Molly. Brody thought about it, gritting his teeth, permitting himself this moment of bitterness and envy, even if it contorted his usually calm demeanor. Tonight marked Brody's final evening in Brookesville. Tomorrow, he would return to his hometown to fetch his mother before they left for Singalune together.

I knew immediately, he was Ramsey’s son. He looked almost exactly like his father, tall, broad shoulders, sharp jawline but there was something darker about him. His forearms were covered in tattoos that disappeared under the sleeves of his black shirt. He had a small silver piercing on his eyebrow and that smirk… God, that smirk. Arrogant, annoying and Infuriating. He looked like trouble wrapped in designer clothing. I lifted my chin slightly and walked past him without saying a word. I don’t need stepbrother drama. I’m here for one mission only.

He shrugged only one shoulder and his smile faltered only a moment. “We are starting by talking,” he admitted. “Nothing is officially determined yet, but there’s definitely promise. I actually enjoyed talking to her last night.” “Just be careful, Brody,” I warned him gently. “I don’t want you getting hurt.” “I know you don’t trust her. But I don’t think Sarah is as bad as she makes herself seem,” Brody said, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink as he spoke about his mate. “I mean she is kind of a bitch, but it’s for good reasons….” He paused when he saw my face. “Sometimes,” he added sheepishly.

Brody finds himself frowning at the last question. Stephanie rolls her eyes. "Now you sound like a girl." "Tell me what happened. Everything," he demands. "Since you ask so nicely," she begins sarcastically, "I'll tell you." "So Brooke made me go-" "I'm liking Brooke even more. She's taking you out of your comfort zone," Brody interrupts. Steph narrows her eyes at him on the screen. "It was crazy. Hormonal teenagers getting drunk and whatnot." "That's how parties are," he deadpans and gets another glare from her.

LANEY "Shut up and get in my truck or I will shoot him right here " it takes a minute to register what he's saying to me this is sweet Zach my stepbrother for the last four years who's seventeen just beat Devon's ass bloody. "Zach what do you think you d..." A loud bang interrupts my sentence as Zach shoots Devon in the leg "the next one goes to his head " he's serious I have never seen him like this or without glasses I look back I see his truck parked there which means he followed us I walk slowly to it my heart beating out of my chest oh my God Zach just shot Devon what is he going to do to me.

“Good move, man. Lyra’s gonna love that. And hey, as long as there’s an open bar and I can embarrass you with my speech at the reception, I’m all in.” I laughed. “Oh, don’t worry. You’ll get your chance to roast me. Just keep it PG, all right?” “No promises,” Brody replied with a wicked grin in his voice. “I’ve got some stories that’ll have everyone dying with laughter.” Lyra nudged me, clearly intrigued by the conversation. “What’s Brody saying now?” I grinned at her. “He’s just planning on embarrassing me at the reception.” Brody’s voice carried over the speaker. “Hey, Lyra! I’m just making sure I do my job as best man and tell everyone all the dirt on your man.”

I had spent two weeks sitting in his apartment without for once connecting him to the Vales because he existed only in a separate world. It all made sense at once. Why every word from him was measured. Why he noticed tiny betrayals but hated apologies. Aaron carried himself as someone who had lived his whole life attempting to prove to someone that he belonged somewhere. The coldness. The seriousness and the house that looked like no one lived in it. I picked up my phone and typed. My boss is Dorian’s brother, and sent it to Shawna. She replied immediately. “What. How? You need to quit the job right now.”