Brooks Wanted Poster Novels & Stories

Brooks, Following an extraordinary review by our brand integrity board, we regret to inform you that we are officially terminating our contract with you for the upcoming South American series. While we acknowledge the police investigation regarding the fabricated nature of the leaked media, the high profile and controversial nature of your ongoing association with the New York Titans violates our active lifestyle campaign guidelines. We wish you the best in your future endeavors. Ethan stared at the screen, a dry, humorless laugh escaping his lips. It was over. The dream he had spent his entire twenties chasing the one assignment that was supposed to secure his name and his mother's financia

Eric- “What is up?” I asked Brook after she asked me to come to see her in Tate’s office. “I need you to be in Blackwater, Colorado by tomorrow night.” Brook said, getting straight to the point. I tried not to groan. It has been a little over two months and we haven’t been successful with helping anyone. Most that contacted the website had been just a waste of time. Just teens messing around and sending me on a wild hunt.

Brooks said as he stood up leaving the living room, Bradley hurried behind him and held him back," okay I am sorry to talk to you that way. What do you want me to pay for this with, just say it I will make sure it is done for you" "Oh! Now you are being reasonable and thoughtful too. Okay, I will tell you what want I from you and I will never let anyone know about it. I want to have Valerie?" Brooks said. Did I hear him well or he didn't say anything. Does he want to have Valerie? Impossible. He must be ready to fight for her. "I am sorry I didn't hear you out Brooks, you mean you want to do what? Bradley asked.

Were they similar to butt plugs? Holy heck. “They’re at Pepper. But just so you know, we like our naughty girl too. We like you whatever way you come to us.” Damn. These guys. They were kind of mobsters. They looked like sin. Yet, they said the sweetest things. The sort of things she read in books, or saw in movies, or wished for in her dreams. “Brooks got away, okay?” he asked. And he just kept getting better. “Yeah, sometimes it feels sad that he doesn’t need me like he used to. And other times . . . well, it has its benefits.” She gave him a shy look.

“Eh, well…I'd love to, but I'd rather just get this over with. Thanks for offering though “ i managed to crack a halfhearted smile. By the time it was 5pm, I was exhausted, and just wanted to go home, and take a long bubble bath. Then forget today ever fucking happened. It would be hard since Trevor, the guy I thought was nice had basically blackmailed me. As I made my way to the car, Trevor appeared behind me, starting me. “Is everything okay?” I questioned. “Yes, just wanted to see you off, plus I was hoping you'd let me drive you home.”

I opened my mouth to tell her she’d have to wait and see, but Brooks stumbled out of the bar, shouting obscenities at us. “You’re cheating on me. I can’t believe this shit,” he spat, his hands ran through his hair. Wade was hot on his heels. “Brooks, get back inside. Don’t do this,” he pleaded, his eyes locking with mine. He was making sure my wolf was in check. He was. For now.

"We'll see." It took her a minute to remember what it was they were talking about and when she did she ducked her head and went back to eating. The look he gave her left no mistake as to his meaning but she'd been down that slippery slope once already and had no intention on going for another ride. Especially not with someone that looked like him; he was the poster boy for Player's R'Us. No way no how! Besides, they'd only just met a few hours ago. The man was crazy.

“Which means I’m not wasting more time, and besides you said yes last night to a beach wedding.” I opened my mouth slightly, then closed it again because honestly, I didn’t even know how to argue with that logic. Frank reached for the magazine and flipped it open like he had been waiting for this moment his entire life. “Look,” he said, pointing at a page. “This one is nice.” I glanced down. It was some ridiculously expensive outdoor wedding with flowers everywhere and lights hanging from trees like a movie scene. “You want a forest wedding?” I asked. “I want whatever you want.”

“Sir…” Perry hesitated, “Recently, through my interactions with Miss Brooks, I've noticed something unusual about her. I'm afraid these past years haven't been as good for her as you think.” Cameron paused his writing. “What do you mean?” “Miss Brooks has scars, more than one. She talks in her sleep and sometimes cries. And after a conflict, her first reaction is always to apologize, even if it's not her fault.” Perry was both meticulous and suspicious. “And she seems overly careful.”

Time to switch tactics. “Alright, you caught me,” I said, lowering my voice to a sultry whisper. “I’m a hooker, okay? Your brother paid for a good time, and we were just getting into it when he dozed off.” I leaned in, letting my lips brush close to his ear. “Guess I wore him out a little too fast, although I like my men to be awake and not sloppy. He’ll be up soon enough.” Kael’s eyes darkened, the mate bond didn’t care about my lies or his suspicions; it just wanted us closer. His gaze dropped to my lips for a split second before he caught himself, his expression hardening again.