Brook Warriors Novels & Stories

BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB Interior, The Kandid Bar and Grill, Kanid, Iowa. By the time Rooster walked inside, he could see the tension had already been palpable with the way Brick stood face-to-face with the leader of the other gang of human bikers known throughout their territory as Badgers. The original idea behind the group was the Honey Badger, but the prospect of adding "Honey" to a logo wasn't too intimidating so Badgers M.C. was as close as they got. Brick had a rather peculiar history with the leader of the gang, Ken Marshal as both served in Iraq and on the same unit, but never truly got along unless they needed to watch each other's back d

When the door opened, I didn’t need to look up to know who it was. “I had our honeymoon planned,” Brooke said quietly. “I wanted everything to be perfect, laid out just as destiny intended. I’m sorry.” I raised my head and saw a man who looked defeated. “You don’t need to apologize,” I said calmly. “None of this is your fault.” He walked over and sat beside me. “The priests are nowhere near the packs,” he continued. “This was a targeted attack against my pack. A public slap to my authority.” He paused. “Do you know anyone who might be against this union?”

Let me tell you, Brooks as we speak has lost his successor right as the next helmsman of his family and has been banished! "He has a Mansion here in East Highland Park! That is how he was able to arrive here in such a short time! In case you also don't know as you guys appear to be dummies. "Brooks came here today to use you to get back at Mr. Wood! And guess what? Aside from these men here right now, he has nothing else to offer you! Your trump card is a total scam! If I was you, I'll return Brianna to Mr. Wood and plead for mercy! Mr. Wood is merciful. I'm sure he will forgive you!"

“Now, secondly, there is something more serious that needs to be discussed with all of you. Some may have heard or been involved with the Water Rock pack since they arrived. But I want to clarify what is happening. The Brook Hole pack made an unsanctioned attack on the Water Rock pack. They killed over a hundred of their wolves.” Gasps filled the room. Just like that, the joyous atmosphere was gone. “I know, please. Thankfully, your Queen’s father, who is also new to our pack, found out about the attack and warned the Water Rock pack. This is why they were able to escape before the attack and why so many were saved. That being said, upon rescuing the last of the Water Rock wolves, our warrio

on top of me his thrusts are savage it's painful at this point as I claw at him to stop he doesn't then I feel him coming inside me he stays there until he's sure I have milked him dry. I just lay there out of breath shocked that my sweet seventeen year old step brother just attacked me in the back of his truck.

he asked. “I said I’m sorry.” I pleaded. “You should be thanking me, you just saw Kourtney's boobs” Ryder laughed harshly. “Seriously. Most guys would kill for that view.” “I wasn’t looking.” I mumbled. “Sure you weren’t.” he scoffed and his grip tightened. I whimpered and Ryder’s smile widened. “You’ve never seen a woman’s boobs before, have you?” he asked mockingly. Heat rushed to my face. I wanted the floor to swallow me whole.

The bruises on her wrists ached, but her spirit remained unbroken. She knew Dino would come. But she also knew Alejandro was ready for him. And when two predators collide—only one walks away alive.

Apart from the fact that his father counted heavy stacks of billions every day, ranked as the most eligible divorced bachelor every time, topping the pages of the wealthiest in the country—his son Soren was also on a whole other high. Soren Gregory—the perfect fucking hockey god. Oh man, he was hot. You wouldn’t understand. It wasn’t performative of me saying this shit, but Soren was fucking gorgeous. Like most hockey players, Soren was six-four in height, black wavy hair always pulled into a bun, and when he let it all down… let’s leave that to your imagination. Pierced the top of his ears—not the tip. His godlike, perfectly built body had not a single scar or tattoo on it, well except behi

🐺❤️🐺❤️🐺❤️🐺❤️🐺❤️ ✨✨✨✨Two weeks before going to meet the allied packs.✨✨✨✨ Blake I woke up earlier than usual today. I need to meet with the pack elders today. I needed their opinion on something that has been bothering me lately. As alpha of my pack, it's my duty to maintain everything and everyone safe. I have been going through our archives lately, and there is something I just find so fascinating about learning about our own pack history... Who they were, and what they did, everything just seems so surreal and tantalizing to know about our own history. But..... The more I read, the more I realize that something isn't adding up.

To say the least, a personally hand-written apology was not something Skye expected to receive a day after she had just told her betrothed to politely fuck off, not the words she had used but for lack of better phrasing, it was what she did. The letter had come in the form of a familiar tall and bulky man and if Skye was to trust her memory, she had already seen the man and knew full well where he was from. “I told your Alpha not to come here, and he sent you? Smart man.” Richard Aldrich was the beta of the Knox pack, yet he couldn’t help but adjust his stance against the wandering gaze of the smaller woman.