Brody Total Drama Novels & Stories

"Something mindless?" "Yes, please." We settle on the couch with the second glass of wine, and Rhys scrolls through streaming options until he finds an action movie that requires zero emotional investment. Explosions, car chases, one-liners that make us both groan. Perfect. I curl up against his side, his arm around my shoulders.

“Where is Lyla?” Brody laughed. His two front teeth were gone, and his jaw could soon be easily crushed. “Dead.” I dragged out the next toenail. Brody's screams were horrific, and I balked with disgust as he peed on himself for the fifth time. “Men, pigs really cannot control themselves,” I muttered. “Just fucking peeing everywhere.” Brody's body jerked again. “Listen to the question, Agent, Brody. Surely you must know something.” “I swear she is dead.”

I have a fortune worth more than ten billion dollars, and I showed up to my high school reunion in an old hoodie. Someone asked how I'd been doing. I gave them a pained smile. "Bad investments. I owe seven million." The words were barely out when the prom queen on my right quietly slid her chair away from me. The class president on my left clapped me on the shoulder, then turned around and went off to toast somebody else. I took in every expression in that room and played my part to the end. After it broke up, a transfer notice popped up on my phone. $100,000 received. Underneath it was a note. [This is all I have right now. Use it for the emergency. There's no rush to pay me back.]

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.

Adrian sat behind the wheel in a casual yet expensive suit, focused on the road with a flat, unreadable expression. I kept my gaze fixed on the window, watching the rows of trees blur past. Finally, my curiosity became unbearable. "Who are you, really? And who is your father?" Adrian didn't look my way. His fingers tapped the steering wheel in a steady rhythm. "I am your brother, and he is your father. Isn't that what's written on your mother's marriage certificate?" "Don't play games with me. I heard your conversation last night," I hissed, emboldened. "You were talking about shipments and making people vanish. That's not the language of a real estate businessman."

Pretending to like Skyler in front of the old man was paying off and sooner she would stylishly kick Skyler out of the family. ✬✬✬✬✬✬✬ UNKNOWN★ Venom stared at the men who were carrying the body of Brody out of his room with nothing but rage burning on his face. "He's so useless, how can one girl do this to him? He should thank his stars that he died before I came" he grunted angrily before walking out of his room. The man he could see as his dad was already speaking to some of his guards about the girl.

"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

More wolves emerged from the tree line, this was the biggest attack we had encountered in a while and it made me wonder if someone had sent them. The next thing I know I’m being pinned down by two rogues, both snapping at my face. My vision goes blank briefly as Brody takes over. He was a killer and this is what he was made to do. Brody roared loudly shaking the trees around us and flew from the floor, taking one of the rogues with him. I watch in the background as he pinned the rogue against a tree and tore at his face.

Brody gritted his teeth and threatened Leon before leaving embarrassedly with Marilyn. Leon snorted fiercely as he watched Brody and Marilyn flee the scene. Even though Iris taught Brody a lesson on his behalf at the Civil Records Office, it was not a show of his ability because he depended on a woman's help. However, things were different at Prospera Jade—he relied on his ability to exact his revenge, and it was no surprise that he was in an unprecedentedly buoyant mood! Leon then returned his bid card and took back his 70,000-dollar deposit.

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.