Broly Yelling Novels & Stories

Toby curses. “Dude, did your parents not pay the power bill?” Brandon jokes sarcastically. “Shut the fuck up, B!” Toby sneers at his friend. “Now that I have your undivided attention…” I clap my hands once and walk over to them as they both swivel in their chairs. “Lame move, bro! I was winning against this dick!” Brandon nods towards Toby. “Fuck you, you were not!” Toby turns to me, “Who the fuck let you in anyway? I don’t remember inviting you over.”

"I still owe you for the books." I stared at him. "The light up there does that a lot?" He glanced at the flickering bulb above us, then back at his food. "I've been eating near the equipment room. It smells like skates and regret so this is already an upgrade." I looked at him for a moment longer, then slowly shook my head at his first question. He nodded like that, settled it and pulled his tray closer. "Tyler Brooks. We got cut off yesterday." I reached for my notepad and wrote.

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.’”

Callie moaned for more, telling them that she was close. Sloan's hands curled on his thighs, he was tense from watching them and he could taste blood from his bottom lip. He needed to relax but the sounds and visuals were too much. "Brody, I'm going to let you finish for me. I need to teach my boy a lesson."

Stanley coughed out as he glared at the idiot’s face. “What the f*ck is wrong with you!” Byul gritted his teeth, the veins on his head popped as he instantly pulled his fist back and punched him with the other hand. “You f*cker! You dare to ask me what’s wrong! You’re the one who lose a fucking screw! How dare you mock my godd*mn ability!” Byul yelled as he gnashed his teeth at him. If only his eyes held sword, he could have stab him to death by now.

He yelled. I froze at his reverberating voice as it penetrated the walls. Beta Bachrill gripped one beside him, on the table, and sped up to deliver it. "What the hell did you just do?" Alpha blasted, and chuckled. His look faded immediately. "How dare you?!" He yelled, gradually adjusting his hair from his shoulders. That alarm, that hit, that heat oozing from his cold mouth could actually get one forgetting his name at the spot. "Please Alpha, I'm so s-s-or-sorry, please please please please!!!"

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!”

“Like what, detective? Transform you into a braying ass? No, however much I’d like to!” Brody raised his hands in an exasperated move. “Hey! I’m trying to be cool here. But it’s not easy to pull off.” He motioned to Dom. “With him as an internal intercom and now you’re miss satellite dish ...”

I called, closing my eyes to regulate my breathing and stop the ugly memories from seeping in. There was a minute of silence from the other end before he bursted out laughing, he roared his laughter like the psycho he was. “Brother? What? Wanna beg for her freedom when she can be giving me the free pussy enjoyed by you?" Don't! I balled my fist, craving to punch something, a person, an object…anything! Damnit Lorenzo! Damnit! “arrgghhh…” "LORENZO STOP IT! STOP WHATEVER YOU ARE DOING RIGHT NOW!” I bellowed into the phone, blood rushing into my head.

Zayn said. “She’s no different from either of you now, is she?” I taunted them. “What do you mean by that, Ari?” “Are you fucking kidding me?” I yelled, drawing attention to myself. “Keep your voice down, Ari. You’ve got no reason to yell, we’ve been civil with you all along.” “Did you record us having sex and did you send the video to your group chat to prove a point?” “That’s a weird question, Ari. I don’t—“