Is Colby Brock A Dad Novels & Stories

"I may not have the authority to address you in this manner. But I do have the right to speak on behalf of the company. Your father was not just my boss; he was my friend. I've known and worked alongside him for many years. I witnessed the sweat and blood he poured into building this empire to its current status, and I won't stand by and watch his only remaining heir destroy the legacy he worked so tirelessly to create." Colby, in his unique way, was the only person who could speak about my father with such warmth and reverence. Although I resented how he portrayed my father, I grasped the underlying intent of his words. "I understand that these past few months have been incredibly challengi

“I can’t afford it. I need to be focused. I need to be clean. I need—” “You need to stop using hockey as an excuse to be emotionally unavailable,” he snaps. I look up. “You think Crosby didn’t have a life?” Cole continues. “You think Malkin lived in a cave? You think being great means being alone?” I don’t answer. “Your dad didn’t mess up because he loved someone,” Cole says quietly. “He messed up because he ran from things.” That hits too close. “So what,” I mutter. “I just go grovel?”

Curiosity getting the better of me, I asked Lennox, "If Kaleb knows you're good at what you do, why does he still hate you?" "Because I haven't met his standards," Lennox replied, maneuvering the steering wheel to take a sharp exit onto a ramp. Perhaps Kaleb's upbringing had something to do with it. "Wasn't his dad a Navy SEAL?" I questioned. Lennox frowned. "How do you know that?" "Blake mentioned it once," I answered, tapping into my recent texts. "I AM SUCH A LOSER!!!" - Colby I straightened up as Colby's message seemed off. Before I could even reply, another text appeared.

“While I have you both here, this would be a good time to discuss why my other detail is no longer in charge.” I could see the change in my dad’s eyes when his senator persona took over. “Mr. Jacobs is the best and he won’t put up with your shit.” He stopped for a moment to turn and look at Brack. “I didn’t expect to find you cozying up to my daughter, though.” Brack was all business. “Your daughter and I will be working as a team and in close proximity. Expect to see us shoulder to shoulder for the foreseeable future.”

Aiden reasoned. “That doesn't change the fact that he's a ripper.” Beckham emphasized. “Right, we get it. The prodigal brother would return and our family would be complete.” Colby said sardonically. “We don't know about our parents.” Elijah taunted. “I understand your endeavor, but it has been centuries. I don't think we would ever find them again.” Beckham interjected. “I'm not in for the arguments.” Colby uttered before he sped away.

“That’s usually when people get in trouble.” Eli gave a small, humorless smile. “You sound like Damian.” Cole snorted. “Then maybe I’m doing my job right.” He paused, studying Eli’s face. “He told me about the message.” Eli nodded. “Carter Vale. You know him?” “By reputation,” Cole said grimly. “Used to be a handler before he went off-grid. Smart. Cold. Always six steps ahead.” Eli’s pulse quickened. “Then why come back now?”

"Of course, they do. They've known for a while. Your father and I already told them, but, well, I'm not sure they're thrilled about it. Don't worry, though; they'll get used to it." I hoped so, I thought, as my gaze shifted to the sleeping Yvonne, and I swallowed hard. "Mom, I was really scared. I thought something terrible had happened to Colby, but he seems fine. He only has a cut on his hand." "I know, right? We thought it was something serious. Unfortunately, a friend and teammate of his had a severe injury, and his leg was broken. He might not be able to play again. Colby was really lucky."

"Get over here this instant, Elijah!" Dad yelled, pointing at me. In that instant, everyone in the vicinity turned to look toward Dad. Dad snapped, "You insolent brat! You think you're so independent now, huh? What's the big deal about spending some money on your family? You're probably really happy right now, all while Jacob got beaten up! How did I ever raise a son like you?"

“ Get me my scrabble on my desk son, let me show you what an old pal would do to a little boy like you “, Billy boasted jokingly. “ I will beat you in this game dad, your little boy is not so little anymore, I am better than you are in this game now “, Cold said, laughing at there old joke. “ That was the same thing you said the last time and i did beat your arrogant ass up, remember? “, Billy laughed. “ I let you win the last time dad, I am not going to let you win this time, I have to teach your conceited self a lesson today “, Colt said jokingly. He got up to get the scramble, it was obvious whatever his father was lost in thoughts for, was his own little secret, but Colt had a strong fee

I went to look in the kitchen and found Colby eating a sandwich that was bigger than his head. - You have the mouth for all that? - I asked him, laughing. - Of course, Mom - he answers me, opening his mouth and biting a big piece of the sandwich. I had to laugh at the figure of this youngest son of mine. - Do you know where your brother is? - I asked. - Dominic must be in the office with Dad. - Very funny. I think even unborn pups know that. I mean your other brother - I said, rolling my eyes.