Broly Yelling Novels & Stories

Eve said a little quietly, waiting for Sophie's response. "YOU GOT A TATTOO!" she yelled and Eve closed her eyes tight because right on cue. "Eve I know I did not just hear Sophie right!" yup just like she thought Ethan came running out. "Oh sorry!" Sophie cringed looking at her boyfriend as Eve just mouthed thanks a lot. "Ok Ethan before you say anything just listen to me..." she started turning to look at him but all the words she was going to say got caught in her throat when she saw who was standing next to her big brother, "Jaxx?"

"Go on, keep talking. I'm recording this to send to the group later. Let's see if you'll be the first one to get fired for running your mouth." Brody's gaze darkened instantly, glaring at her like a snake ready to strike. Ruby wasn't afraid. She had had enough of Brody's attitude for a while now. She provoked, "What? You thinking of hitting me? A grown man who just loves to bully others. No wonder you're in your 30s and still single—probably no woman wants a guy like you." "You!" Brody clenched his fists, his whole body tensing as if he were ready to attack at any moment.

Brody was our starting right defenseman, a loudmouthed hockey bro who never met a boundary he didn't want to push, and he was staring at us with a weird, calculating look on his face. "Man, you two have been glaring at each other all week," Brody said, chewing on a piece of gum loudly. "It’s intense. You sure you aren't gonna murder each other in that hotel room? Because if Vane starts crying, I'm not dealing with the paperwork." "We're fine, Brody," I grunted, keeping my voice low and my eyes fixed straight ahead.

Followed by another row of laughing emojis. My chest tightened, but the messages kept coming. And I kept scrolling. “You guys need to chill. She’s human too.” “I don’t even know her name.” “She’s Brooklyn’s sister. Keep up.” “Who?” “Yo, Tyler was definitely drunk.” Someone replied below the video. “What the hell? Look at her body.” “And she just stood there.” “I would’ve died!” More laughing emojis, then that stupid eggplant emoji. My stomach twisted. Gross. “Bro, did anybody record it?”

Her voice cracked, rising with each word. “In her room! My brother! My best friend!” The words hung in the air, echoing the anonymous message’s cruel implications. The crowd, emboldened by Sophia’s outburst, began to murmur, a low, buzzing hum that grew louder with each passing second. “It’s not what it looks like,” Ava finally managed, her voice hoarse, barely a thread. She took a step forward, wanting to reach for Sophia, to explain. Sophia recoiled, as if Ava had struck her. “Not what it looks like? I’m standing right here, Ava! My brother! My best friend! What am I supposed to think?”

He warned Janie as he loosened the rope around her arms and legs. “I’m going to sue you bastards; who do you think you are? And turn that stupid shit off.” There was a very large screen that seemed to blend into the wall where a video of the song played on repeat it seemed because it had started over since we walked in. “No can do, orders.” Orders from who? I can’t see Lyon being that petty, but then again, who knows? She lunged towards the screen, and he moved her back with a finger on her chest and a look on his face which seemed to jar her.

"I'll give you a few minutes, so that you don't have to go out and say that I'm bullying a newcomer!" Bullying a newcomer? Upon hearing Yang Xiao's words, hundreds of people's faces froze. “F*ck, Big Brother, you'll die if you don't brag?”

Brian groaned loud, then let out a sharp, broken yell when I thrust deeper. “Fuck! Slow the fuck down— ahh shit!” he shouted, voice strained as his body shook. I grabbed his hair and started pounding him properly, hips snapping forward. “Take it, you bully piece of shit. Scream louder for the camera. Let everyone hear how the big bad stepbrother sounds when he gets fucked.” “Shit… fuck… Mistress— ahhh!” he yelled as I hit that spot inside him. His voice cracked between pain and something else. His cock was leaking all over the sheets as I reached around and stroked him fast.

ATLAS’ POV “How dare you!?“ I screech still pressing my gun to Brody’s fucking head. His eyes are still inert and not shaking. My blood is simmering so much I have to grate my teeth and clench my fist in order to hold myself from pulling the trigger. “Pull the goddamn trigger if yon have got the guts! You are all talk and no do” he spits and laughs sarcastically. “I don’t think so” I smirk and swiftly take the gun away from his head and smack it on his mouth.

A voice yelled from behind us, followed by hasty footsteps, from the corner of my eyes, I saw we have been surrounded by students, most had their cellphones in front of them, probably recording, it was Grey who raced towards me. "Stop it, let her go, the fuck are you doing Have you completely lost it!" He yelled, jerking my shoulders, trying to pull us back from the very edge of the roof. "The fuck am I doing? This bitch is getting what she deserves, she caused my Isabel to be in that condition, don't you think she should suffer the same? " I spat furiously. His gaze showed initial surprise before it was replaced by a calm expression. "You are angry, you are not thinking straight right now.