Ducktales Bradford Novels & Stories

“Alpha, Luna, you wanted to see me?” I smiled, “Brad, this is Elder Crane. Crane this is Brad. He is the former rogue I told you about and he has recently accepted to join Winter Moon.” “Elder Crane, nice to meet you.” Brad said as he extended his hand respectfully. I like this kid. He has potential.

Luke asked me. “Where is Brad?” I asked him. "He should be in his room," Luke said, prompting me to dispatch him to fetch Brad. A grin crept across my face as I settled into the car. Soon, Luke returned, accompanied by Brad, who greeted me with a bow. "Good morning, Alpha Damien," Brad's demeanor remained composed, yet a shadow of reluctance lingered in his stance. "Come on, Brad, join us in the car," I urged, noticing his hesitation.

That happiness, and it sure as hell ain’t in this palace. My finger traces the art on his skin, and I realize Dumbo has something very similar. Is this another cousin? A brother? My mind is still humming, and I realize I’m staring at myself. The person I know is inside me still. Yet she looks so different in a sleeveless shirt and shorts. Mud covers her arms and legs both. I pull the page so hard to turn it, I nearly rip it out. “Dakota of Misty Glen. Father is Alpha Braden, mother is Luna Alice. Age: 16, unmated.”

Hi Darlings, First and formost, thank you for all the love you give for our characters in Alpha Braddock! As good of parents as Braddock and Charlie are, their little girl is ready to fly on her own.... Alpha Abigail's Quest has been signed and our story will continue in her own book.

" So, please... listen to me. 'He pleads. Let’s talk later. I will just continue your plans.’ Emily sneered. She heaved a sigh and bit her lower lip before she continued talking while facing the kingdom map. "From this area, Cadmus and Taurus will lead the Delta squadron." Since they are both skilled with human weapons, they’ll lead the Delta. " "Alright, it’s a pleasure, your majesty." Taurus politely seconded. Emily pointed out the whole palace. "This spot, this will be covered by the alpha’s wolves." I’ll give birth one of these days. That’s the alpha’s presumption. And with this spot, they will protect the heir as the war starts. "

Kayson asked, “You mentioned Atticus. Is that the person who achieved steelification and is as tough as a tortoise’s shell?” He also described Atticus’ outlook. Bradley said in astonishment, “That’s correct, that’s him! How do you know about him, Dr. Yarde?” “Ah… He was commissioned to kill Grandpa Hendrick, and Uncle Michael sought my help to protect them. We fought with each other.” Bradley said in shock, “That explained the matter… So, he dropped by for a spar with me while he was in town! Atticus is outstanding in fighting and has already achieved the highest form of martial arts training. Not even a master-level powerhouse can shake his tough body.”

He continued, not taking his gaze off Bradford, which just made him even more nervous. Bradford was hesitant to answer his question, knowing that his answer might anger Mr. Clark, and he didn't want to anger him, as that would result in something bad happening to him. "Well, No… not yet… it's still too soon, sir. But, don't worry, it'll happen very soon." Bradford said trying his best to sound confident In Front of Mr. Clark. "I'll complete the task, I promise." He assured Mr. Clark. He didn't want him to think that he failed, because he knew what happened to those who failed Mr. Clark, they would live a miserable life.

I want them to see me as an interruption. Bradford stands over a grill, apron on, tongs in one hand, a glass of whiskey in the other. He’s surrounded by older men—laughing at his jokes or at least pretending to. He turns when he sees me. There’s a flicker of, what? Surprise? Irritation? He hands the apron to the nearest man, the movement too casual. He approaches with a hand out. “To what do I owe this home visit, Chase Sterling?” he says, the sarcasm smooth as a lacquered table.

Came the voice of the huge tall one who is their leader. He is Bradly and we know him as the orphaned boy. A nicknamed he was given from childhood before, he disappeared from Muldoch long time ago, only to return home a different person. He had come back with people who share similar interest with him and also, he had incited the inhabitants of the city to wedge a holy war on the witches. Unfortunately, I was one of the victims. Many of my people have been burned alive while, the remaining ones cannot be accounted for.