Dr Bright Novels & Stories

He could already tell that he wasn’t winning this argument. Whatever, at least when the spoilt brats all run off back to their Mothers, he would be left with those who might actually be whipped into shape. “Yo!” Brite called as he jogged over with a big grin. “You look mad as hell, Dyllen. Aren’t you excited for our little adventure?” Dyllen grunted in reply but said nothing, knowing from previous experience that Brite was looking for a chance to tease him further. The alpha had a laidback, friendly personality, especially compared to him, but that didn’t stop him from being a dick when he felt like it.

he said, scanning our tired faces, “we’ll move on to the next exercise. He offered a small smile. “In case you forgot, I’m Liam, Alpha of the Moonlight Pack.” He clapped his hands once. “Anyone still struggling with the last drill? Be honest and raise your hand.” I glanced to my right and met Rosa’s cold, triumphant stare. Several trainees around her were looking at me too, smirking. My cheeks heated with embarrassment. “Okay then,” Liam continued. “You!step forward.” He pointed directly at me. I hesitated, thinking he meant the girl in front of me. “I can see you,” he said, voice firmer. “The curvy one in the back.” My heart slammed against my ribs as realization hit. All eyes turned to me.

♠️ ETHAN ♠️ The warehouse smelled like rust and damp concrete, old oil, and now, the sharp tang of blood. We’d dragged Brandon to one of Dre’s safe spots on the outskirts of the city—a forgotten industrial shell where screams didn’t echo far. He was tied to a metal chair in the center, wrists raw from the zip ties, head lolling from the punch I’d given him earlier. Dre flipped on the single hanging bulb, casting harsh shadows across Brandon’s face. He stirred, groaning, eyes fluttering open to the nightmare.

Draco replied, glowering at Sir Edmund Brighton. "I see. Amicus. No wondering,” replied Sir Edmund Brighton. Everything seemed to make sense to him now. “Wo kos hi? Nas dare hi challenge zu'u?” asked Draco with thunderous voice. Who are you? How dare you challenge me? Sir Edmund Brighton took a step closer, then knelt before Draco paying his respects. "You are the man I have been waiting for," replied Sir Edmund Brighton. "Who are you?" Draco asked, frowning. “Zu'u am Edmund Brighton, protector do dovah artifacts, half-dragon, fin only kul do jergintarth, fin sahqo dovah, fin firestarter, fin al,” said Sir Edmund Brighton.

“Just one thing: if you have to kill me after you tell me, then please don’t tell me. I have a dog that would be heartbroken if I never came home.” She laughed now, and despite himself, Drake found that deep, throaty sound alarmingly arousing. God, she was attractive. Damn her to hell, why didn’t her outside match her inside? By rights, she should be all gnarled and twisted, spouting moles and zits, and with bright green skin to boot; she shouldn’t be this golden goddess. “I’m Briley,” she said, extending her hand. “Good to meet you.” “Drake,” he said, firmly ignoring how soft her skin was, reminding himself that he was now one step closer to keeping his brothers back in Denver safe, Iris sa

At least it’s not someone from Marion’s command. Alpha Draco didn’t say anything anymore and waited until the door’s lock from outside was opened. Then Brayden stepped in. Because of the darkness, he looked like a tall bear, with two eyes flaring at him even in the darkness. But then he scrupled at the side of the wall to search for the switch. Once he grappled where it is, he flicked it up and then the light appeared. “Crap…” – Alpha Draco felt like his irises shrunk at the feel of the bright light.

Anthony called his assistant, contacted another doctor, and had Indya’s corneas removed. He couldn’t hear Indya’s heart-wrenching screams, nor could he see her plead for mercy. "Only this counts as the fall of a star," he muttered. He stood in front of Indya, holding her eyeballs. His smile was chilling. Anthony didn’t intend to let Indya off that easily. He took a bottle of sulfuric acid and poured it onto her wound. He looked down at her, watching her scream and struggle in pain, but his mind was filled only with thoughts of me, staring into the distance.

Veronica's POV I looked at Grace who is unconscious for a week now. I don't know what happened and how did Vlad managed to bring her back but Raajnandini is gone and Grace is here. I signed and walked out were Vlad and everyone was celebrating. "This is a big slap on them... I am sure that bastard won't survive that blow." Michelle said. He is talking about Dominick, I heard they blew up his car again. "Isn't Michelle a girl's name? "

"You will soon be a memory. Also, if you have any last words to say to your Beta waiting outside, your guards, or most importantly to your woman Brielle, I can help communicate them.” As soon as the scumbag said Brielle's name, Darius felt a flood of rage pour through him. Anger at this man's cruelty. Anger for what he had done to Brielle, Eve, and his parents. "Arghhhhh." Darius let out a thunderous roar and surged forward, armed with the switchblade. Darius swiped the blade across the older man's arm quickly, surprising Draken. Draken yelled with pain. His left hand was tightly gripping the oozing stump from the damaged arm. He also staggered to his knees, allowing Darius to attack him.

I set my plate on the counter next to me before I focused my attention closer to the screen trying to hear every detail. "The death of the two was a very brutal and fatal murder and America's hearts and prayers go out to the families who lost an amazing member." The blonde spoke before I clicked off the t.v "Mom this has to be Justin or Dylan, one of them. If not, both" I said as I paced back and forth. "We're not absolutely positive." She defended.