Browns Novels & Stories

The floorboards. There was something beneath them.

Chapter Two: SIGHTING Later that night, Rojean dolled up to go to a place that was both a nightclub and a bar that everyone was talking about. She was old enough, for sure, especially if she was going to get married soon. But she was never the kind of person to go out on the weekends, to a club or even a bar and always preferred the comfort of their apartment which Lucas didn’t mind at all even when he wanted to go out. She was in a cream coloured off shoulder dress which stopped mid-thigh and hugged her curves beautifully.

It's probably the effect of the weed, or maybe we such good friends that we make each other laugh so hard? Nah, it's definitely the weed. "I'm pink," Ashley says, continuing with this little game. "Because of my hair." She starts to play with the ends of her mostly pink hair. "I'm grey, the color that's between dark and white," Kristen says. "Because I'm the innocent one here but I'm also moving to the dark side." She starts to giggle. "You are definitely going to the dark side." Tatiana agrees with her. "I still can't believe you are a virgin though."

“Oh, my God. Could you quit flaunting your tits around? I’m getting so sick of looking at yours, I can hardly stand to look at my own. And, by the way, if he hasn’t taken the bait yet, he isn’t going to.” Caroline was attempting to get the point across to two B.S. members, Kelly and Tiffany. I was having a very difficult time keeping my coffee in my mouth. It was threatening to fly out all over my desk, files, and computer screen. There was nothing worse than coffee-stained documents.

Someone with a very rich choice of perfumes. Brown knew who it was already. “Hello, Jeff” he said without turning his head just yet. “Jeff? What happened to ‘hello brother’?” “You’re not my brother” “Ouch, you hurt me there, Brown. Real ungentlemanly of you” Brown stood up and turned back to face Jeff standing by the bar at the other end of the cabin. He was still as he was at Norton; white shirt, blue blazers, and gold rimmed glasses.

Momo muttered, blood oozing from his mouth. I gazed at Billy and Kate, who slowly crawled out of the layers of blocks. Their eyes were all white, pleading for a way out of their calamity. “Everyone get behind me.” Pastor Timothy commanded. They scrambled, hoping to get themselves next to the high and mighty Pope Timothy. Kate got herself out of the block, her bones making crackling sounds as she lay on the floor. They stepped back, wondering how a child had managed to crawl all the way out despite the layers of concrete weighing them down.

Damian answered me “Honey, don’t you have a winery there?” Anna asked Brian “Oh yeah, use our winery. All I need to do is call my staff there and you can use it as long as you want,” Brian told Damian “I don’t feel…” Damian doesn’t feel easy, I got it. But then Anna shook her head “No, no, no! Damian, just think of it as our wedding gift for you and Sandra. Right, honey?” Anna asked Brian and he nodded

Its leave-less branches is bent in a way that provides some kind of shade on a big hole in the ground. I squint my eyes to help clear my vision and move slowly towards the hole and that's when I see it too. ********************************

“But-“ “Hey!” We look up, my hand slipping out of his grasp, and standing there with some kid I’ve never seen before is Rob. Must be the new kid, then. The two of them are about the same height, and he’s just as lanky as Rob, but that’s where the similarities end. His skin is a lot lighter, and it’s obvious he doesn’t have a drop of anything in his blood. He’s the type of white that burns in the shade, but when he looks up from the floor, I see that it contrasts his blue eyes. Newbie’s dressed nicely as well – a gold watch glints from his wrist as he gives us a little wave. He’s casually wearing white Air Force 1s that took me a month’s wages to get the same pair. He’s definitely got money t

The Browns were a military, business, and political family. The people in the Browns family possessed characteristics of being strict yet adaptable. Therefore, from the Browns' security guards, nannies to the owners, they always wore a serious expression when facing strangers. However, when facing their own family members, they displayed a friendly, humorous, and amiable demeanor. When Jewel appeared at the door of the Browns, the guard saw her and solemnly saluted her, saying, "Ms. Ho is here?"