Colby Brock Stories Novels & Stories

I have seen somewhere once the most dumbass man said, "True Narrator never narrates the whole story in the right order...,?" Author's note - People often ask me, why do I use " ...,? " this kind of punctuation to end any statement? It's because I think and believe, there's no full stop in the end of a sentence and if it is there, then probably the sentence/story isn't ended yet or maybe there's a comma to restart the story after a break but why a question mark? Because there's zero possibility of knowing next...,? His 2 Story !! Book 1 - I'm A Curse...,? Volume - 0 X - xperiment X - xpect X - xperience

“Well it looks like you could use some help around here. Colby told me things were bad here, but I hadn’t imagined they were this bad. I’d like to know what happened, and how I can help you get back on your feet.” “When did Colby come here?” “He brought Braxton home last night. He brought Braxton right back to the pack house to sleep for the night.” “Oh. Why do you want to help me?” “Mostly for Braxton’s sake, but also for yours. It looks like you’ve been struggling for awhile.” “Yeah. It’s….just yeah.” “What happened?” “Truthfully?” “Of course.” “Aurora. She fucked me up pretty badly.” “She seems to have that effect on a lot of people.”

Brock poured three fingers of tequila and slid it across the bar. “Why don’t you tell me one of your wild stories?” Domini asked him. “I’ll pass because I don’t lie nearly as smoothly as Brock does.” “That’s true,” Brock said. “We called him George behind his back because of that ‘I cannot tell a lie’ bullshit.” Cam confided, “And we called him Pinocchio.” “Really? I’m stunned. All your stories have been an outrageous…lie?” she said with mock shock. “Not all. Once I wrassled a bear with my bare hands. I have pictures.” Brock peeped at her with those big, dark puppy dog eyes that always got him laid. “Wanna see them?”

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."

Photographs covered the walls portraits of strangers caught mid-smile, moments of stillness, and little stories told without words. “Wow,” I breathed. “It’s beautiful.” Ethan shrugged lightly. “It’s just life through a lens.” He motioned toward a chair near the window. “Sit. Want coffee? Or tea?” “Coffee’s fine,” I said, and he disappeared for a moment, returning with two steaming cups. When I took the first sip, he leaned against the table across from me and asked, “So, how’s your story going now?” I smiled. “Better, actually. The words are finally moving again.”

SPADE “I’ll tell you then, wife.” I watched Brax’s reaction. It was instant. Surprised, he looked at Robyn. He might have seen her ring earlier, but was only waiting for confirmation. He swallowed hard and rose from the chair. “I only told him the truth, Mr. Kolby. I should go.” “Everything?” I looked right into his eyes. “Including your makeout session with your colleague in the bar while you were still dating Robyn?”

“For the drama, Matt.” I sighed. “What even goes in this slideshow?” Rain held up one hand and ticked off fingers. “Colby knocking out a rogue wolf with one punch. Colby is carrying an injured kid two miles back to camp. Colby fell into a pond because he refused to admit the log was slippery.” “Oh yeah,” I chuckled, “he was so mad about that.” “He tried to make it sound noble. Said he was ‘testing the depth for the rest of us.’” Rain laughed, then sobered a little. “But seriously—he needs this. We all do, kinda. A reminder that we’re not just surviving. We’re something.”

My chest puffed with pride as she obeyed, stepping forward and allowing my allies to see the woman on my arm. “You’re sure?” Broderick asked. “Absolutely,” Colby answered for me. “I was at their wedding. He was furious when she was taken.” I laughed, unable to contain it as I remembered that day. It felt like a lifetime ago, but I loved every second of it. There was nothing that made me happier than to piss Cain off.