Chalky X Broomer Novels & Stories

He raised the M-99 Archangel sniper rifle, the smart-scope instantly highlighting targets in the gloom. "Clear right," Ren said. Jax stepped out from the shadows, his data-sword glowing a soft, deadly blue. Behind him lumbered Brog, the awakened NPC blacksmith. Brog looked terrified, his massive forging hammer clutched tightly in his pixelated hands. "This isn't how the dungeon was coded," Brog whispered, looking at the walls. The stone textures were melting, replaced by a cascading waterfall of angry red zeroes and ones. "The Great Machine is eating the architecture."

"Actually, I promised to help a teammate with... stick maintenance. It's really important." I nearly laugh at how terrible that sounds, but Clara just smiles warmly. "You boys and your hockey." She walks over and pulls us both into a hug, one arm around each of us. "Be safe driving back. And congratulations again on being big brothers!" I hug her back, the gesture feeling oddly soft inside my chest. She smells like vanilla and flour, maternal in ways my own mother never got the chance to be after I turned ten. "We'll be careful," I promise. Outside, the air is cooler, easier to breathe. We climb into my car and I start the engine, grateful to be leaving.

The Brenna I know would never had maintained a relationship past a month. “It’s seems like you have finally found someone who can keep up to your fun. I bet he fucks well”. She always had the upper hand when it came to teasing so I wasn’t going to let these chance waste. “Oh he does but I’m sure not as well as brother Charles” she replied with a knowing smirk and her eyebrows jumped up and down in celebration. If I had known the tables would turn, I would have just kept the peace.

He brought the cup to his mouth and drank every bit straight up. The liquor burned his throat and his chest felt hot. "Slow down fucker." Lyke said and slapped his back. Stephan throws his head back and laughed. "Nah let the man have fun! It's his party. Look eat these, you'll have even more fun." Mason looked down at Stephan’s outstretched hands and saw two gummy bears. "Do I look like I want to eat some goddamm gummy bears?" Mason slurred. "These aren't just gummy bears man. They're special." Stephan laughed and pushed the gummies into Mason palm.

*** She sat at the kitchen table, saying nothing. “Ya snapped it, didn’t ya.” Brody leaned forward. Chiseled jaw and dark eyes, his teeth too white, his frat bro was all bulging biceps and bottled tan. “Gonna shove her next to the ice cream?” Bro laughed and then lit a joint as he strolled to the window, his eyes peering at Eidolon below. “Predictable fucker, just like always.” “It wasn’t something I planned, you know?” he said. “Right,” his bro said. “She’ll end up with the meat in the walk-in.”

Swiftly, I grab a pair of basketball shorts from behind a tree and toss them to him; the last thing I want is for my sister to catch an eyeful of him. As Brock shifts back to his human form and slips into the shorts, one of the warriors hauls forward a young man who's been trailing us—none other than the guy currently dating my little sister. The warrior flings the young man's phone towards Alpha Brock. With a grim expression, Brock inspects the text messages lighting up the screen. It was from Yadiel asking if this young man was able to bring his......

When I finally run out of breath, he shifts his weight on the wooden floor and mutters, "Are you still trying to get that moonshine, or are you just here to howl?" "I am absolutely getting it!" I have a knack for being completely direct. When my wolf is pissed off, I snap, and when I am thrilled, I let everyone know it. Brooke is still recovering from the border skirmish, his stance slightly uneven on his right leg, so I am the one who has to handle the steering handles of the heavy pack transport wagon outside.

Then his expression became cold again. “Listen carefully.” he suddenly said and I nodded automatically. “Nobody at school must know about this, not a single soul. I am not your step brother, we don't live together. We are not related and I don't know someone as lame as you. If you as much as breathe this to anyone, I will ruin you I promise.”

What did she want from me? My dad's name is Chansey Slate, he is Beta to our Alpha, Brock Landon. My father is married to Rebecca Slate, and I have a brother named Tyler, who is my twin. We look like complete opposites. I have dark brown hair, his is raven black, which I envy, to be honest. He's darker-skinned toned than I am. He's extremely well built, meaning he's super muscular for his age, since he is always working out! And I mean working out all the damn time, just like his arrogant best friend, Blake.

"I need the team... I need you guys to ruin me! Please!" Jace nodded, satisfied. "Finish her, Brody. Hold her mouth, let's see how loud she can get." Brody dove back down, his fingers taking over where his tongue had left off, pumping inside her while his thumb rubbed her wet center with a merciless, rapid rhythm. Chloe didn't just break.. she shattered.