Fern Brady Novels & Stories

╭────────── ⋅ ⋅ ✦❘༻༺❘✦⋅ ⋅ ──────────╮ 𝐑𝐎𝐙𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘 [ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ] ⬛ 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞 : 𝐑𝐮𝐛𝐲 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 : 𝟏𝟑

I have those exact same pyjamas," he teased and I blushed. It was an old pair of striped pyjama bottoms and a red oversized t-shirt that said merry Christmas. I sat down across the table from Brady and he smiled at me. He seemed comfortable in my grandmother's house with the way he lounged in his seat. "Brady just came over to do some work on the porch. I thought I'd fix it," my grandmother explained, "I can't have you falling." "It's no trouble. It's my day off," Brady said, "and anything for my grandma's best friend." "Such a sweet man, ain't he Jane?" my grandmother commented, pinching the grown man's cheek.

I walk out of the bushes and Brady's alert gun is what I am greeted by. "It's me, Brady." I whisper to him before a commotion breaks out in the silence of my house. "Sorry Boss, I thought it was the same creepy animal whose amber eyes frightened me throughout the night." He lowers his gun and wipe the sweat off his forehead causing me to chuckle. "The big Brady boy is afaid of a petty animal!" I pat his shoulder. "What if it's a jaguar or worse a hyena? They are terrible animals." His face shows disbelief. Surely, he watched those shows on lifestyle channel.

Brady huddled in the corner of the wall, shaking his head. The middle-aged woman held him in her arms and said, "Son, don't you remember? You told mom that your best friend in school was Kailey. You said she was not only cute, but also a good student. Most importantly, her dad is a big hero. You said when you grow up, you want to join the army like him, so you can protect many people, especially me." "There's no such thing as the Great Sage Equal to Heaven!" Brady shouted, shaking all over. "Mom, those are all lies, the Terrell family, the Hester family, the Bernard family, they're rich and powerful, they treat us like squashing ants so easily."

‘The two of them were equally pitiful. Brady only came back after Adeena came out of the shower. He smelled like alcohol, but was still sober. “Brady, how’re things?” Adeena came and asked. Brady massaged his temple. “The people at Winters Corporation are very kind, and no one is giving me a hard time. I felt really bad, so I toasted with them a little too much. I’m heading back to my room to get some rest.” Just as he stood up, the apartment door opened.

Brad said. "Be a man Brady you're talking like a man without a d*ck between his legs and there men or the entire troup can't stop me today to meet her and kill that jackass."I snapped and moved ahead where those bulky men stood. "God show some mercy on.I am unmarried and childless."He willowed. I ignored him and approached one of them. "I want to meet Ms. Emerald Greene"I demanded coldly. "Who are you Mr.?"He asked in a robotic tone.

Baseball cap pulled low over her eyes, backpack hanging from one shoulder. She’s exhausted, moving like every step hurts. Too thin. For the first time in days, my attention narrows on a singular point. Bus bay three. I mentally note all important information. A trail, at last. I pull my phone from my pocket before the footage has finished playing. Ezra answers in less than a ring. "What." He snaps. My eyes remain fixed on the screen as Frankie disappears through the bus doors and vanishes from view. A lone figure walking away from us, away from safety.

It was Bryan! T B C

Alpha. The men rose. Even my father stopped breathing. I did not turn until he passed me, and when my eyes caught sight of him as he looked sideways at me, I knew exactly why they froze. It was Dimitri Volkov. Alpha of the Black Fang Pack. Pakhan of the Volkov Bratva. The monster whispered about by wolves and humans alike. He stopped in front of the table. “Why is there a girl on my floor?” One of the men cleared his throat. “Ivan Morozov brought her as partial payment.”

“This is not something to celebrate.” “Fuck you, it’s not! Some asshole from the internet stalks our girl, attacks our girl, takes her kid, kills Kendra, then comes for our girl. Then our girl almost kills this fucker!” Brady refused to contain his vibrating blend of glee and pride. “Almost,” Sidney echoed, not sure if she was smiling or grimacing. “I can’t believe you managed to stop yourself, Sid,” Brady continued, breathless. “I don’t think I could have after Kendra.”