Flipped Bryce Novels & Stories

He hissed and Bryce chuckled. Bryce and Dominic have been friends since childhood. Bryce's father was Dominic's father's beta but both of them died during that great battle. At that time, Bryce's mother, who was Queen Bathsheba's friend was pregnant too. These boys grew up to love each other and Dominic chose Bryce as his acting Beta for now since he was still training. Bryce parked the car and they got out. “So, is that the girl you were talking about? The one you said was weird?” Bryce asked.

But that quickly disappeared when I looked at him and remembered the rest of our story, after our friendship. Bryce had grown up well in the past four years. His shoulders were broader, his chin was defined, and his light blonde hair longer than I remembered. It wasn't too long, but had a slight wave I'd never noticed when we were younger. He was a swimmer at the academy and had always kept it short. Over the past few years, his lean swimmer's body had broadened. That wasn't to say he was heavy. The weight looked good on him, or maybe it was the suit. He definitely looked the part of a Montague minion, all the way to his Italian loafers.

Although he had no backbone, he knew how to keep things that were not good for him. When Bache left the clubhouse, Bryce was taken to the villa. He returned to the villa angrily, and Bryce was also taken. Suddenly being brought back, Bryce was a little uneasy, and cautiously said, "Damon..." Before he finished speaking, Bache twitched the corner of his lips. Without saying a word, he just kicked up, and Bryce fell to the ground. He was already badly injured, so he couldn't get up. He clutched his stomach and smoked.

she greeted nonetheless. Bryce was confused. He was preparing for his morning jog as usual when he felt her plastered to his body. His first impulse was to yell but then his naughty brain had already registered the softness of whatever had bumped into him so he had no other choice but to refrain from doing so. "Good morning!" Bryce replied as his eyes studied her closely. Taking in the beauty of the blue eyes staring right back at him. Just then, he recognized her as the new maid that he saw last night. The one that was sent to replace Karla.

“If you want the mystery man… I’ll give him to you.” He suddenly flipped me onto my stomach and pinned me down with his weight. His hand grabbed my hair and yanked my head back. “You want it rough?” he growled. “Then beg for it.” My cock twitched hard against the sheets. “Please,” I moaned. “Fuck me like you used to…use me.” Bryce laughed softly. He spread my legs wide and pushed two fingers into my sore hole without any warning. I cried out, but he didn’t stop. He added a third finger fast, stretching me open while biting my shoulder.

Vince's hands were working her hips up and down, his groans detailing the pleasure he was getting from her dance Bryce didn't say anything for a few seconds, standing quietly and watching her as she gyrated back against his friend. She was about to say something else when Bryce reached down and pulled his cock out of his pants. Stepping up to her, he put one hand on the back of her head and plunged the head right between her lips. Moaning happily, Alex wiggled back against Vince and had started to reach back to pull her panties to the side when Bryce grabbed her arm and yanked her up.

Landon, who was still leaning by the pillar, let out a low whistle, shaking his head slowly. “Yeah,” he muttered to himself, clearly impressed. “This is going to break the internet. Tongues are gonna wag forever.” After what felt like a forever hug, Kimberly still reluctantly pulled away from it, and faced Bryce fully now, her composure cracking just a little as emotions flickered across her face in a way the cameras definitely caught. “You’re insane,” she whispered, half breathless, half overwhelmed. Bryce’s lips tilted slightly. “Yeah, I know that.” he said quietly.