Browns Novels & Stories

If she couldn’t punish Nathan through legal means, she would make sure he faced consequences in ways the law couldn’t touch. Theo said, “Big sis, if you don’t want to lose, there’s only one choice: cooperate with the Browns.” The Browns, a family notorious for their military - business combination, was a force to be reckoned with. In the werewolf - centered powerful - family and influence, this is their status. Thea was admittedly intimidated by the rumors surrounding the formidable Mr. Brown, the old man who ruled the political world. But in order to defeat Nathan, she overcame all her fears.

He said mad wink. Comment started flowing in. *Is he your brother?,he is hot* *Send me you home address hotty* *What's your name* "His name is Naoh,The Mr Brown of Brown company" James said and Naoh scoffed at his childishness. *Mr Brown? Can I come to your office tomorrow?* *Just one night stand* *Can I see you in real life?* *Be my Mr Knight* *You're cute for real* *Oh my I have never seen him before*

Yoel said, breaking the tense silence. Throughout the drive, Yoel could feel the heavy air of vengeance cloaking Howard. He understood the stakes: as long as Yuffie was unscathed by day's end, all would be well. Nonetheless, they should pray if a single hair on Yuffie's head was harmed. The Brown family and Tate's crew would not see another sunrise. The Brown estate was nestled in South Zachrich, a stone's throw from the bustling South Deben business hub. As one of Mareno City's elite families, the Browns commanded respect, a fact made clear by their sprawling estate. In a city where space was gold, their property spanned an impressive one hundred thousand squ

Next day. Tn studio. "Brown you asked for me?" Someone walked into Brown's office. Brown looked up from the news magazine he was reading to see Chloe. "Sit." She sat opposite him. Brown rubbed his palm against his face for a few seconds before he spoke. "It came to my notice that you had a little brawl yesterday with some of our new models." Brown said drumming his fingers at the edge of the desk. "Brawl? I won't call it that."

Both have ageless beauty like him, though human years they would be around their twenties. Thade had his jet black hair tied into a messy man bun. Strong jaw evident with his staple stubble on and bushy brows framing his steel blue eyes. His pale skin radiates against the blank ink on his skin. Being topless is his badge of honor. Showing off an oak tree tattoo from his back that stemmed its withered branches to his arms across his entire upper body. Though it doesn’t drown the presence of his chiseled abs. While he wore the same jet black color of wide legged pants that reached the floor as his bare feet stuck out. All his nails are also painted in black.

Not someone who stalks girls through the night… The letter wrote: Ambrose, I thank you for your wonderful work, and this is in no way condescending your decisions. However, I would like to request one of your workers, by the name of Brielle, to be given a job of higher value. I believe she has earnt it. You may decide what you deem fit, or speak to your other superiors. I would deeply appreciate it. Ren.

It was a constant reminder of my failure to keep something scratch-free that was mine. "Wolfsbane." Amber's voice caught my attention when I scrunched my nose to know more. "Was the knife dipped in wolfsbane?" She asked me but I had no clue about that. Of course, I knew about Wolfsbane that we used to hurt wolves more and slow down the healing procedure. But I had no clue of Ashton's knife that was dipped in wolfsbane. "Not sure." I gave her a short reply. She seemed a little lost and irritated with my casual tone.

“Explain to me what – for the love of everything ever held sacred – is going on!” “What have you missed cousin?” Rasmus drawled “Your dearest Brandt has been running around poisoning your people and keeping his weapon of choice in his fucking wardrobe!” Seb just looked confused now. He glanced down at the papers, before bending down and shoving them roughly back into the file.

Three months later... Jensen’s POV “Well brother, are you ready for this?” Mike slapped my shoulder as he stood next to me at the altar. I nodded at him and smiled, but inside I was a nervous wreck. The wedding march started and my heart started to race as our friends and family stood. I couldn’t believe myself right now. Here I was, big macho Jensen Daniels falling to pieces at the thought of spending the rest of my life with the most amazing woman I have ever meet. Mike smacked my shoulder again and pointed, as I looked up I locked onto her eyes, and all the nerves faded away. She was absolutely glowing in her simple white dress. Her belly was big with our child and she still looked beauti

I heard a deep, husky, intense voice say my name. “Master Tau.” Selena bowed at a figure coming nearer. It was a man. About 6ft tall with beautiful locks on his head that had its ends all over his shoulders. He had an intense stare that made me want to bow. His physique could cover all of mine—it was powerful and ever so contoured. From Selena’s greeting, that was him. That was Tau of the East. Tau of the East. Such a strong man. He studied my eyes so carefully it was as though I was in a trance with his eyes. They had a deep brown color I couldn’t understand.