Goonies Brandon Novels & Stories

**** On the other side, Brandon was checking the detail of Artemis Thoman Gosling with a frown on his face. . #TBC

As I watch them, something warms in my chest. It’s time. Noah should know that he is his father. I glance at Gabe, who seems to be silently communicating with Brandon. A lightbulb goes off in my head. “Gabe… you’re like Brandon, aren’t you?” They both laugh. “Yes, Boss ,” Brandon teases. “Took you long enough.” I laugh. “Both of you being built like linebackers should’ve been a dead giveaway.” We snicker and step outside only to find Geena and Karly.

Alex teases and Jace glares at him. Mum smiles at me. "You look handsome Braze." I smile back and the doorbell goes off. Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit..., I start singing the words "shit" and "fuck" repeatedly in my head as Jace drags me to the door. I open the door and...ha.ha.fuck. In front of me freaking Brandon is standing there looking like a freaking greek god with his tight blue jeans and shimmering grey button up and his make up and his blue streaks in his hair and his-

Hunter's POV I talked with Brandon as we went out for fresh air. I told him what Abbie had explained to me. To my surprise, he remembers that day vividly. It was one of his first encounters with those rogues, and he remembered how he and Wesley had ripped them apart. He promised to meet with Abbie for a quiet breakfast tomorrow morning. And to make things better, Wesley will be joining us, too. - don't tell Ricky. He's still not fond of the guy.

Brandon looked back at the cottage and wondered if the bond was the reason he felt the need to see Marina daily. -=- “Bree, I’m borrowing your car for my date,” Bran said enthusiastically as he came downstairs, looking like a proper young gentleman going to church. For his date, Brandon took a long shower, carefully dried his hair, and styled it with gel. And for clothes, Aiden had loaned him a light blue long-sleeved button-down shirt, dark blue slacks, and dress shoes.

Brandon stood at the door, his heart pounding as he saw the surprise in Kinsey's eyes. He hadn't planned on coming here, but the little boy's request was irresistible. Before Kinsey could say a word, Connor’s voice rang out, full of excitement. "Uncle Brandon!" Connor rushed forward, hugging Brandon’s legs tightly. "You're here! Come in, come in! I want to show you my new room and the toys Aunt Kinsey got me." Brandon smiled, ruffling Connor’s hair. "Hey, buddy! I missed you." His voice was warm, masking the turmoil he felt inside. As he stepped inside, he could feel Kinsey’s gaze on him, a mixture of surprise and wariness.

Short replies “That’s all, but I’m glad you enjoyed it.” He smiled back. “So what are we doing after school?” Thank goodness the alarm on my phone went off indicating to me it was time for class. Brandon picked me up along with the others after school and dropped them off at home one by one, he then took me to the movies. I sat through Dr. Strange tight-lipped trying not to give any spoilers as I watched it already and afterward we headed home. A couple of days went by and I finally found the courage to ask Brandon if I could practice c.p.r On him, he didn’t reject me, instead, he licked his lips and lay flat on the living room floor.

Chapter 22 So here’s the truth... I can’t survive without you.... -Unknown Brandon danced backwards a few more steps from the seven foot abomination, then he turned and with a laugh he sprinted off into the woods. As Brandon ran he took the gloves off of his hands and quickly stuffed then into his back pocket. He knew he was going to need his bare hands if he was indeed going to feed.

he affirmed, his tone firm. Brandon only makes them do small things. Sell their things using crystal nuclei and tell them that there's a cure. This is a small thing compared to the life of his nephew. No matter what they are asked to do, they will not complain. After all, his nephew was the only child left in their family, their hope.

Brandon tells her “Aren’t you at work for Christ sake?” Cassie asks shaking her head Brandon was never the type to filter his words, he was always that one friend that could blurt out the most vulgar things anywhere he was, even at church and funerals, it was one of his characters that still surprised Cassie. “Oh please, spare me. Now get off my phone Adams, you need sleep, you look like a zombie” Brandon teases “I’m beginning to wonder why you’re my best friend” Cassie tells him