Colby Brock Fanfiction Novels & Stories

But his damn arm was weighing down on my shoulder like a bag of bricks. "Don't worry baby, I still love you more than him. You'll be my maid of honor in our future wedding," Colby joked. Well, I do hope to God he was joking. Picturing Colby marrying Kade was not only cringe but upsetting me in ways it shouldn't. Was I seriously getting jealous? "Over my dead body," I huffed as we walked into the school. Colby fakes a shiver. "Let's not talk about death when I binged watch a ton of scary movies last night. I swear I couldn't wake up to pee last night, there were eyes everywhere,"

Brock only stared at me. “I can’t wait,” I said, feeling calmer. “I don’t know if every second counts. She’s my mate, Brock.” He nodded before looking down at the table between us. For a few moments, he just stood there pinching the bridge of his nose and saying nothing. I honestly didn’t know why he was so against me calling Kolton Underwood and asking him what he wanted in exchange for Eva. The chances that she was there with him were pretty high, so why wait?

Taking a rather lengthy sip out of her cup, she cleared her throat and asked, "Why do you think so?" "Macy's best friend, Hannah, was telling me just a moment ago that just yesterday, Macy went to see him at his office." "And?" Beth asked, her eyes narrowing to slits. "She came out practically naked," Colby said, winking at her. "I didn't expect Brandon to forfeit her, anyway," he ended on a careless shrug.

But Colton really did have me figured out, the cocky jerk bastard. If I didn’t think something should fit into my life, I did try to resist it, no matter how much I liked it or not. Liking Brandt had fit. It’d made sense, so I’d been determined to make it happen. But then Colton had come along, and he’d been wrong…all wrong except for the little fact that he’d ignited things inside me his brother hadn’t even been able to touch.

This is Yubi’s doing, and she needs to know the impact of it, whether she is aware of it or not. The stairs loom in front of me like a barrier, a gateway, a symbol of the space she has put between us. My chest is tight, my jaw sore from clenching, my hands still trembling slightly despite the heat of my anger. I push the first step beneath my weight, then the second, then the third. Each one brings me closer to her, closer to the room that contains everything I didn’t know, everything I should have had, everything I’m not supposed to touch. I reach the landing and stop, pausing for a moment. I can hear the faint creak of the bedroom door moving slightly. The soft murmur of Chanel’s breathing

Giving this young warlock eternal and undisputable power. There was nothing I could do, Colby was now the most powerful warlock on earth, tonight would be my last alive. Regret shook through me, oh how I wished I had made love to my amazing and beautiful wife one last time. Tears welled up in my eyes at the realization that it would be her last night as well. I looked at her and she was already looking at me, a sad smile on her lips and her swollen red blue eyes glistening. "I don't blame you Alexander, not one bit. I don't believe she is dead now. I'm not sure why but I just have this feeling that she is alive. Look at his smug face, even he isn't one hundred percent sure." My brave wife ge