Colby Brock Stories Novels & Stories

He sat back. He looked at me. "Why are you crying now?" I did not answer. "For him?" His voice came out sharper than I had heard it in years. "Are you crying for that piece of garbage? After what he just did to you? After what he has been doing to you for God knows how long, that animal, that arrogant, lying, cheating little scumbag, you are crying for him?" I stared at him. I could not remember the last time I had seen Colby lose his temper at me. Not when I had crashed his car at sixteen. Not when I had quit my first medical placement after two months. Not even when I had refused to come home for Christmas the year I had moved out.

I could not try to mind-link with Blake as I had not been brought into the Pack yet. As we came around a bend, Colby leaned forward, “What is that up ahead?” he asks. We all lean forward to look and see what looks like a wolf on the side of the road. My heart leaps in my throat. Were they dead or alive? Why were they randomly lying on the side of the road?

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.

He always seemed to be a fortune teller because he always touched my mind and heart as if he had known me before. I couldn’t understand what Colby wanted to say to me and I also couldn’t understand his intention why he was saying this thing to me even though he was already on the side of vampires. What is Colby's real purpose? "Why are you telling me those things, Colby? What truth are the vampires hiding from me? Who are you really and what is your purpose with me?" full of astonishment I asked him. Colby smiled as he remained standing in the doorway as he leaned against its jamb. "As I said, you'll also know about me at the right time. But for now, that's what you should know and understan

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he answered simply. Propping his feet up on the chair his grandfather had vacated, Colby once again leaned back in his chair. There was no point in him getting out a cot. He would not sleep. He hardly ever slept. Images of that night invaded his dreams. He could sleep when he was dead. "Where are you from?" Colby asked just to make conversation. "The Imperial Caerulus Pack."

“And she ended up with a broken neck. In your bed. Next to you. Both of you naked.” He grew silent. “What was the knife for, Colton?” She waited. Finally, “That was Brody, not me.” He looked at his hands. His finger tips were buzzing, tingling. He made a fist. “I don’t know what he was thinking. He said he was curious or something.” “Curious about what?” Another shrug from him, his forehead feeling warm. She sighed. “Which took the whole thing from some fucked up weird shit to a fucked up weird shit felony. And from there, the dominos fell.”

She says, taking a seat. I sat down and held the bag close to me, and sniffled before I spoke. “When you left last night Colby and I had a picnic on the beach and then we went home, but his dad was drunk and angry. So he tried to put me back in the basement, but Colby took me up to his room and I fell asleep. Then he woke me up saying that we were leaving and we met up with his friend Lucey, she drove us up here. She started kissing him and telling me to leave, but Colby got mad at her and yelled,

“What did you have in mind?” “The Hidden Histories.” Colby immediately paled, and his car veered off the road enough to hit the rumble strip before he snapped to and pulled us back to the center of the lane. “Well, I guess that answers my question about whether or not Aaron was making all that shit up,” I grumbled. Colby was so tight-lipped his mouth might as well have been sewn shut. “Colby, I already know. You might as well just admit it. I know you were probably indoctrinated with how important it is to keep the truth from humans, but no one would believe me if I shared this with them anyway.”

I decide on a high ponytail today, with blue skinny jeans, a tank top and I grab my leather jacket, and then head off to my office. Opening the door, I hear my cell phone ringing. Finally! “Hey sexy, where have you been?” I ask seeing it was Colby on the line. “Hey babe, would you believe we had rogue attacks two nights in a row since you left?” he asks. I am shocked. Colby’s Pack was the strongest in our region. Rogues never attacked the Pack. “Were you able to capture anyone?” I ask.