Broly Yell Novels & Stories

He mocked “Don’t forget, to get one like Anna,” He teased me “I will! Or maybe I’ll ask Anna to take me as her second husband,” I replied him back “Fuck you! Well, I will pay people to throw you to Alcatraz,” His expression turned cold “Ohhhh!!! Seriously, chill, duh!” I hit his upper arm and he laughed “I’m happy! I’m happy right now! I like it, seeing both of you survive in the end. That bitch is a curse!” Brian turned to me

“Fuck you.” “Agent Brody,” I sighed. I took of my suit jacket and rilled my shirt up. “You are beginning to frustrate me,” I said, my blood boiling. I wasn't sure I would be able to hold back the rage I felt towards this man. He knew something to do with Lyla, yet he refused to speak about it. “The crows?” I prodded. “Speak up.” “They rose like you guys,” Brody said, raining his head up. His right eyes is completely swollen shut, and his jaw is sprouting a large ugly purple bruise. “From the cracks.”

Seeing the frustration, distress, and even anger on their big brother’s face, the three younger brothers instantly understood—Big Bro had been bullied again at the Schmidt family. Terry shouted angrily, “Brother! Who bullied you? I’ll go teach them a lesson! My fists are terrifying!” Tod chimed in, “Yeah! Just say the word, Bro, and the three of us will make sure that person can’t get out of bed tomorrow!” Ted gave Tod a surprised look. “Why does that sound so... wrong? That’s something men say to women—‘can’t get out of bed,’ not ‘can’t get out of the ground.’”

Rhyme asked, his voice was clearly low but firmly asking for an answer. "Acting like what?" Brylle asked flatly with his cold voice, sounding so dangerously low and sharp like a knife. "Stop that. Stop this cold act of yours. It's not funny." Rhyme said through gritting teeth with his clench fists. He's clearly angry but he's restraining himself from going mad before he lost it. Brylle noticed it, but he still deliberately continued pissing him off. He just felt doing it, especially when he's soo fucking upset right now. Added that it's Rhyme who cause this 'huge' misunderstanding.

' He frowned glaring at the group. "Eh screw it. Just incase it actually was. HEY YOU LITTLE SHITS BETTER NOT RING MY DOORBELL AGAIN OR I'LL WRING YOUR DAMN NECKS!" Bryant roared at the group. "Up yours pig!" "Oink Oink!" One kid began squealing like a pig. Sending the group into a fit of laughter.

He mocked I clenched my fists tightly when he stepped on my phone and I heard a cracking sound I reached for him blindly without thinking and shoved at his chest "What did you just do! You are so mean and a bully!" "Those were the only words you could think of ?unwillingly to get your mouth dirty ? But you already did when you took my dick deep inside your throat remember?" He mocked I blinked back tears of anger and slapped him hard right across the cheek, right this moment i just didn't care about the consequences He jaws twitched and his gaze hardened with a more darker shade of green, like now it was like a brewing storm of an ocean, I took an unwilling step backwards but I didn't regre

I said as I just carried on with my assignment I will get back on this brother of mine very soon then he realizes just let me get my shit done " By the way guys our Baby really grew up so much he had some lipstick on his mouth!!!" Griff yelled What was the point of yelling it out? I feel my cheeks getting hot!

"Everything isn’t going to be about you anymore, Zachary Maverick. I’ve had enough! If you or anyone else tries to bully me again, I’ll make life hell for you all!" Olivia yelled, her voice dripping with venom. "Oh, I’m so scared," Zach smirked, recovering from his dazed state. Then, without warning, he flipped her over, ignoring the stain their contact caused. Now, he was on top of her, their eyes locked. Oh my goodness.

Brodie shouted, “Go! Can’t you see that I can’t beat him?!” “What do you mean you can’t beat… Huh?! What did you say? You can’t beat this brat?!” Lenny was instantly stunned.

The shocked cry was swiftly drowned out by another voice that cracked through the room like thunder: “Hell no! Are you blind, you miserable wretch? How dare you insult Mr. Brooke! You must have a death wish!”