Brynn Cameron Novels & Stories

Cameron While I was driving home and listening to my music and watching the rain come down. After I helped my mate's parents clean up from her birthday party. It had been a while since it rained too, which would be good for us since we needed the rain. I'm driving by the forest which is on the way home. All of a sudden I hear a scream. My Wolf Brice has been alerted to this as well. He says to me it sounds like mate. Then I thought about it and that is when I realized that she's going through her first shift, but why is she doing it alone? I said to myself.

She excitedly tells me, her strawberry blonde curls bouncing around her heart shaped face. Christine is really a lovely lady. She is short, probably barely five feet tall, and dainty. Her facial expressions are quite entertaining, her freckled nose crinkled up and it wouldn’t take an empath to tell that what she was thinking about was icky. Confused, I gawk at her. “Warrior?” I ask. “Yeah, Bobby Ray told me that Deputy Scott found your camera and there was a video of you kicking the shit out of those two guys.” She explains.

I smiled thinking it would be nice to do something like that. "It will be in the woods still but I randomly came across it one day." Brian said telling me about a little cabin he said we could use to have some time away from the castle. We talked about our plans and that we would be leaving tomorrow. I took a hot shower while Brian went hunting again. I got dressed in pants and black top with a camoflage jacket and a bow and arrow and a hunting knife. I went outside looking for Brian. I found him looking at a couple of people. A man and woman. I got my arrow ready when I snuck up behind him and managed to shoot both of the people. Brian quickly spun aroundand saw that it was me who shot them

WANTED ALIVE Name: Blue Iris Clayton Age: 24 years old Hair color: Natural blonde Eye color: Blue Height: 163 cm Body type: Slender OFFENSE: Stealing West Colony’s property REWARD: Ten cartons of goods. Protection and be a citizen of West Colony. CONTACT US IMMEDIATELY “Fuck!” Dread bolted through me. “Have you seen that woman?” I stiffened and my hand tightened the hold on the poster. “Excuse me?” I eyed the man beside me. He had thick dark blond hair. Shorter than me in a few inches, but had a few pounds and had deep brown eyes, and there was something in those orbs that gave me unsettling chills. He was wearing a clean shirt for someone who came to trade.

She answered. Chantelle, I need you to get ready for the party. "Don't tell me you've forgotten that today's is Damien birthday". Rosemary said. "No ma'ma I can't forget" . Chantelle said. We're expecting visitors in a few hours, and there's a lot to do." Chantelle looks up from the floor, her hands covered in soap suds. "What do you need me to do?" she asks. Her aunty continues, "You need to vacuum the living room, mop the kitchen floor, and set the table for dinner. " I believe you can handle that cause you've been doing it for years now". Rosemary said. I think the work will be much for me, please I'll be needing help. Chantelle said. "Will you shut it". Rosemary said. We've been feeding,

"Scarlett." ******

"I'm sorry, Mister Cameron. She really doesn't pay attention to movies, television shows, and things like that, so she may not be familiar with you. Even I myself had only heard of your name and had only seen you a couple of times on the television because you've kept such a low profile." Yvonne turned her head around and said to Sabrina, "Sabrina, Mister Cameron had continuously received a few big awards on the international stage in the past five years. He is now the top director in the country. Also, the works that he had directed were basically a match for commercial films, but they were also very humanistic and explored many societal issues. They were all very profound. The movie about

"Do not even think about moving. You have already touched her once. You will not live to do it again if you dare." By the time Brynn released Agatha, her face was swollen and streaked with blood and not even her eyes could be seen. She collapsed to the ground, choking on her sobs. Frynn spat on the stones beside her. "Pathetic. This is the creature Crimson Pack puts forward as a daughter and a Luna? As an example?" I stepped forward then, placing a soft hand on Brynn’s arm. He stilled, and for a moment his eyes softened as he glanced at me. That was enough, just enough to remind everyone watching who I was to them.

The first and only time she saw her cry was when her mother died. "It's nothing, Hannah," Caitlyn answered and sniffed, wiping her face with the back of her palm. "I'm fine," She said and managed to force a smile. "Are you sure?" She asked out of pure concern. "Yes, Hannah. Thank you. What brings you here?" The lady sighed and stretched a file to her. "Mr. Bernard asked me to give this to you to review after typing." "Oh, the CARIA case?" She asked, taking the file from her.