Buttercup X Brick Novels & Stories

“I know, but you still love me.” Brie shakes her head at Cupcake's response. “I think we are a bad influence on my sister.” “Bad influence?” Cupcake scoffs. “Please, if this is bad influence, I want more because I want to be badder than you guys when I grow up.” “Rina!” Brie's eyes go wide. “Yes sister Brie?” Cupcake huffs. Zuby and I laugh. “Rina is a wildcat.” I am still laughing as I stand up from my chair. “And she might need those claws of hers one day.”

I said stretching my hands. “ thanks Amy, you're such a sweetheart" I laughed. “ I've always been a sweetheart " I said. She chuckled in return. . . . We settled down for our dinner of chicken soup and stuffed bread. I said stuffed bread because I honestly do not know what Mabel put in the bread to make it smell so nice and taste so bland but it went well with the soup and my stomach wasn't complaining so it was all group. “ By the way" I began in between bites, “ I forgot to tell you this earlier, but there is another Kurt in the contest" I said

Just then, Brian came in with the others and we all consoled her, soon she stopped crying. "Baby I got something for you, "Brian said revealing a charm bracelet with over five charms on them. One I noticed signifies Ava and Alexis, another one was a doll with "Type 1 diabetics insulin dependent " written in a tiny font on it. And three other charms. "Do you like it? " "Yes daddy, I love it. " "Daddy got me one too, "Alexis said showing her own to her sister, it had the same charms but no inscription written on it.

I couldn't contain my excitement as I flopped onto the bed, eyes shining with determination. "Gabby, can you believe it's almost here? The competition we've been working so hard for," I exclaimed, my eagerness communicable. Gabby grinned, mirroring my excitement. "I know, right? It's like the peak of all our efforts. We're going to rock that stage!" “The competition is tough though…do you think we can beat Tiffany and Brian?” The dynamic duo was our current rivals and I had seen them perform in front of the teacher a couple times, to say that they were gifted, would be an understatement.

He said through a mouthful of cookies. “Save some for the boss, ya idiot. You might need to get in his good graces now that we might have to stay here until Monday to fix this shit.” The brown haired one said. Viking guy nodded his head in agreement and saved six of the cookies, giving them to the redhead to hold. “Thanks Misses, I feel better already.” The skin had begun to knit faster now, and the leg was almost straight again. He held out his good hand to me. “I’m Axel by the way, and this is Chip and Gage.” He said as he pointed to the brown haired one and the red head in turn.

My stomach dropped when I saw the sender: B4 VIP Section. Knox know as "Razor" , Ryder as "Beast" Jaxon as the "Phoenix, and... Axel known as the"Viper". The four most powerful students at Sally Royal, the princes of our own world here and the one name that made my heart race despite years of training it not to. Six bottles of champagne. Table 7. Immediate delivery. "I have to..." I gestured weakly toward my phone. Blake released my arm with a disgusted sound. "Just try not to embarrass us more than you already have."

The MC community never hurt women and children, unlike your precious fathers' Bratva. She flinches again at my shouting, tears pooling and trickling down her cheeks. I wanted to comfort her, take her onto my lap and hold her against my chest, but when I made a move toward her, she started trembling, and it was a good job the Doc arrived. I walk out of the room and leave him to check her over while I head out into the car park. I don't smoke often; in fact, it's a rare occasion these days, but I really need one right now. I sent one of the Prospects into the clubhouse to grab me a beer to go along with the cigarette. By the time I have finished with both, the Doc has come back down into the c

His shirt was made of cotton and it was so soft and it had his name embroidered on its collar. The cold water had washed away the sleep from my eyes, so I found my way to the living room. Timi was sitting on a chair and sipping something from a glass. When he noticed my presence, he invited me to sit by him. He took out a glass from the cupboard and poured some of the whiskey he was drinking for me. I spotted a scrabble board so I challenged him to a game and he accepted on the condition that if he won, I had to kiss him. When it came to scrabble, I was a guru. I always lost other board games like Chess, Ludo, checkers and monopoly but I had never lost a scrabble game since I was twelve. So

I sang as I powered up with a mushroom. I could feel my brother roll his eyes next to me. A minute passed. Brick sighed. He shifted restlessly. He plopped his hands into his lap. “How long do you think she’s going to be?” “A while,” was my guess. “Damn,” he said again. My thoughts exactly. Five minutes later, Brick had prowled around the bench and returned to me twice, both times when someone had tried to talk to him in a language neither of us understood. “Hey, want to share your Game Boy?” he asked. “Take turns on it?”

And he wasn't one either. Fisting a hand in her hair, he yanked her back up on her feet. Her scalp was on fire. Her hands instinctively went towards where he was grabbing her hair. She hissed at the sudden pain. It felt like her hair would rip out at any second. Taking a few steps towards the wall, he cuffed her wrists to the wall. He knew how much she hated the metal against her skin. She was always left with redness around her baby skin. She hated how the kids bullied her saying she was ‘suicidal.’