Colby Brock Age Novels & Stories

He was sure it was much worse now that deformities had started taking over parts of earth. Once Kenzie finished cooking, the three of them sat down and ate. While they did, Colby talked to Cydney to get to know her better, since she was essentially his niece now. He learned that she was actually four, but that she would turn five on Christmas Eve, which, since his birthday had passed and by the calendar thing Habu had given to Kenzie was in four months.

I imagine all nine Walsh bodyguards pressing their microphone buttons, allowing the rest of the security team to listen. Ashton's face lights up throughout the emo-punk song. ‘Colby’, he mutters, shaking his head. Then, he steals a moment to glance at me. "He was only ten when I finally mustered the courage to come out to everyone, admitting that I liked both girls and guys. I didn't think it would matter to him. But during that Christmas, with half-unwrapped presents and 'Jingle Bell Rock' playing in the background, I stood in front of my family. When they started hugging me and smiling, I looked at Colby, and he was in tears."

Beckham interjected, raising his glass and winking at Elijah. “I need to go to college, brother.” Colby smirked. “I see. Don't forget you're over four hundred years old.” Elijah prattled. “I was nineteen years old when I turned. At least that's what my face says,” Colby insisted. “I'm going to college and I'm going to become a medical doctor.” Elijah couldn't hold it, he burst out in laughter. How on earth could a vampire become a medical doctor? It was close to impossible. Colby's eyes widened.

I explained. “I…..Thank you.” Braxton responded hoarsely, and swallowed slowly. He was instantly up, and practically falling on me, hugging me. “You’re welcome. Enjoy it.” “I’m not going to use it. I want to hang it.” “I’m sure it will look great.” “I WANNA GO NEXT!” Colby yelled, making us laugh at him, and Lexi shaking her head at him. “He’s almost 21, and still acts like a pup.” She joked.

He said in amazement. I know that voice anywhere and I looked back at him with the same expression. "Colby," I said breathlessly. Colby standing looks like he is about 5'8, with broad muscular shoulders underneath the leather jacket that seems to match mine. Caramel brown eyes that illuminate in the sunlight. His sun-kissed skin was bronze from the sun, and lips that look so soft that my lips would melt against his. What am I saying? I shouldn't be thinking things like this.