Fern Brady Novels & Stories

I had finally found the one for me. The next day, I went to the airport to see my family off. On the way back home, I received a call from Brannon. He was inviting me to Kribi. They were celebrating his girlfriend Xaveria’s birthday there and he planned on proposing to her. Brannon was a serious womaniser and I wasn’t sure he was ready to settle down but it wasn’t my place to judge or question him. He was old enough and knew what he was doing. I just prayed he wasn’t making a big mistake and I hoped he didn’t break her heart. I had met Xaveria once and she was a sweet and lovely girl. How she put up with Brannon and his wild ways, I don’t know. Most people mistook me for a play boy but I did

I warn. I rip her application up and throw it in the trash. Wow, the next one is super-hot. I can see Brady is watching me. This one really does have potential. He's graduated college and taking night classes for law. We interview him and Brady keeps trying to cut it short. But I’m not having it. “Well thank you for coming in. We'll let you know.” Brady replies. I know that look Brady is going to tear up his app. Something tells me Brady would be more his type than me. And I really want to give this guy a chance. He’s working to put himself thru school. His resume is impressive too.

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I turned back to Braddock, his knuckles white gripping the steering wheel, his jaw ticked as a low growl escaped his chest, "where are the journals?" I looked out the window at the forest, trees now blurry as he drives faster, "I have Abi's and Momma kept mine." I turned to look at him, "I haven't been able to read it yet, I thought it could help with her recovery if we knew exactly what he had done." He nodded, I unbuckled my seatbelt and slid over to him, putting my head on his shoulder, "Braddock, calm down please, your driving too fast on this road," I placed my hand on his thigh and watched as his hands relaxed and his knuckles return to their normal color. I sighed, "it's over Bradd

They seemed to become more power hungry the older they got, but it was not always this way, they used to be honorable and loving leaders! I am pulled out of my thoughts when I hear the concern in Brax's voice as he spoke on the phone. "Christian?" He is cut off by our friend, at the other end of the call. He has an utterly shocked expression on his face as he hands me back my phone. "Alpha? What happened?" I had this nagging feeling that something huge had just happened. Braxton looks at me and shakes his head as if trying to make sense of what just happened. He then chuckles as a smile spreads across his face. "Where do I start? So much has happened in less than 24 hours!"

she says. “That big, hardheaded Alpha!” I growl. “Don’t bite the messenger,” Jade responds, her hands in the air. “I don’t even know these things, so I’m a wide opened book for him to use at his discretion, but he can’t even share it all with me?!” I crossed my arms. “Hey, how is Ms. Grumpy pants now that she got some food in her?” Wyatt walks into the kitchen seeing me and Jade, she gives him a warning smile.

"I am going to meet up for a coffee with a friend at a nearby cafe. Don't mess this deal up Braxton, please. I know how hard I tried to get you this multi million dollars deal and Miss Young is very hard to please, just don't cause more troubles for me." Amanda walked out of the studio and Braxton let out a breath of relief. "Braxton don't do this,Braxton do this. Oh please, I'm a superstar not a rookie." He groaned. Mr Hardin discovered him when he was a teenager, 15 years. He had been an artist for over twelve years and during those years there had been a lot of scandals about him, one of them was his playboy lifestyle, he wasn't ashamed of whatever the media painted him as, he didn't care

he said as he pulled out a chair. “Where’s your manners Brady?” Chase asked him. “Ah yes, this is Corlea, my bonded half. That is Grey Asshole One and that is Grey Asshole two otherwise known as Chase and Ryder, Melissa over there is Chase’s bonded half and I’m sorry I don’t know your date Ryder,” Brady said as we all greeted Corlea. “This is Brenda, and that asshole over there named Brady grew up with us and his father’s a Sire in Wisconsin,” I said.

Armani called when he arrived with the limping man. Raising his head up, he received the flashdrive Armani was pushing towards him and immediately, he connected the device to his laptop. “Brady Monty, twenty five year old, single, america native… who employed you?” He asked, raising his face from the screen of his laptop. “No one did.” He replied immediately, his gaze fixed on that of Damien.

I scoffed slightly and shook my head as I recalled how messy last night had been. Brady, who couldn't hold his alcohol, got completely drunk after taking just a few sips of a sweet wine. He started acting so weird. He had lost the ability to walk in a straight line and was attempting to explain the thermodynamic properties of ice to a plant near the emergency exit. The moment things got complicated, Trevor left me all alone to take care of Brady while he went to chase after some girl. I had to drag a heavy, stumbling Brady out to a taxi all by myself.