Dr Bright Novels & Stories

♠️ 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

she ordered, before turning to walk back down the path. I turned to Drayton, wondering what I should do. Should I thank him? Drayton didn’t seem to talk much, harboring a dark past not many people want to delve into. Aside from Cynthia, who I was convinced was trying to get with him. He was handsome, but darkly so. If you look any deeper you would find out something about him that could kill you. Almost like Thorran, but less frightening. He was not an Alpha, after all.

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.

Luna said. Dr bright nodded. He was too scared to even speak at that point. He just wanted them out of his office. Gone and not to ever come back. He thought of how he would break the news to Alex and Steph. He had watched how excited they were about the baby and how they were such nice people. "I will need a bit of time," dr bright said. "That's what we do not have, time. So you better get to work," Frank said. They walked out of the office after. Frank turned to Luna.

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.

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.

Beta Dillon picked up the poison's antidote and gave it to the alpha. “Alpha,” Beta Dillon called and handed him the antidote. “The antidote.” Drake gets it and looks upon the antidote. He slid it into his pocket and then heaved a sigh. He was panting even though Beta Dillon was gasping for air, with a small cut on the side of his lips. Drake’s eyes were dark and red; he crumpled his fists again as they continued to run as fast as they could until they reached the royal house.

Alaric's Pov “DRIT Inc has faced charges regarding selling illegal information, stealing public money, among other things, and will be shut down for a long time. DRIT is a part of the second-largest company, R&D, run by Richard Vale. But because of this problem, Richard Vale has announced that DRIT has been cut off from R&D, and all charges will be handled only by DRIT Inc’s Chairman, Nelson Kugert. R&D has lost one of its biggest parts and has dropped to number seven on the list of most successful companies in the country, while Vale Inc stays at number one. In other news…”