Kunikida X Bram 소설 & 이야기

Miko’s number one henchman. “Bram.” I greet him with a tight-lipped half smile. My gaze wandered from head to toe and back up again. Bram was a large male, werebear, with eyes like honey and hair that matched. He smiled at me, but that panty-melting smirk that would have any woman swooning didn’t do it for me.

"Bram?" Bram pulled Danila's arm towards the people who helped with his plan. “Danila Ayudia, I am Bramantya Saputra, ask you to be my life companion in joy and sorrow, in health and in sickness. Danila Ayudia? Will you marry me?" Bram asked, kneeling in front of Danila. The man held out a bouquet of white lilies.

Bram splutters, offering his hand to my dad, "I'm, uh, Bram Kent. Abraham Kent.” He sounds incredibly nervous and my dad just stays there, staring him right in the eye with a disgusted look. I don't know what just happened here, but I stand up too, hoping to break that weird eye-lock between them. It doesn't work. Bram is about three inches taller than my dad and I can tell right away, he's trying not to be. He's slowly trying to get smaller under my father's intense blue eyes. "Dad," I say, "You're being rude."

I only wanted Wire—only him. How would I survive? Then strange things started to happen. Rafael Goldman went insane. He claimed he saw someone who was supposed to be Wire's mom. He claimed he saw Wire. He claimed he heard things—spooky voices haunting him with “It's all your fault” at the end of every scare. Blaming him when he strongly believed otherwise.

Until noon, Mr. Kusuma had not coming down. It was nearly forgotten. The bustle and excitement of escorting Wisnu and responding to Amelia's questions, made me barely remember that Mr.Kusuma still not had a breakfast. "Auntie, Uncle Bram looks a lot like Kak Wisnu, doesn't he?. If other people don't know them, and see them, they'll know that it's Dad and son. Similar, like a photocopy!" said Amelia. She spoke while busy eating cheese jams bread and a glass of chocolate milk.

Mikhail rose, his posture immaculate, eyes sweeping over the congregation. Thunderous applause erupted, filling the hall with a deafening roar. Mikhail’s expression remained stoic, but a flicker of pride crossed his features. He turned to face the crowd, voice echoing and commanding every corner of the hall. "It is now official. I, Mikhail Morozov, am the Pakhan of the Bratva's empire, and my beautiful wife beside me is my Pakhanesa, the first ever Bratva female leader in our history." The crowd’s applause swelled again, louder this time, almost like the walls themselves were cheering. Donatella smiled, radiant in a crimson gown that flowed like liquid fire, her hair styled perfectly — regal

The wolves wouldn’t hesitate to mock you when they were aware of your affiliation. “So, you were a nun, huh?” One of the knights joined in as he swung his arm around the older man. “How did you feel after finally tasting cock for the first time, our dear Skollist Luna?” More jeers and I shut my eyes as I felt another incoming nauseating feeling overwhelming the pit of my stomach.

The guard I had grown close to. I sobbed into the kiss as Brian plaued with my body when he finally pulled away from me moving his mouth down to my neck whispering to mein my ear comfortingly. "Shhh I promise you, I maybe a cannibal killer, but my oh my how I would love to have you as mine."' I tried fighting when Brian had let me go and I found that I wasn't gonna be able to get out. I turned to see Brian approaching me. I cried out and tried to run away but he was too fast for me and too big. He then took out what I saw as a needle and soon I was out and I didn't know what happned after that. Before falling asleep I saw him take Martin from under his bed and placed his body in his bed cov

He passed out immediately and I teleported him to the secluded cave where I had made preparations for the ritual. Reversing Brisanje was way more complicated than performing it. It could have lasting damage to the brain of the person. He could even go crazy. I laid him in the centre of the infinity pattern chalked out with blood. Holding his hand, I sat right next to him and closed my eyes. This ritual would enable me to enter Nivaan’s memories. If I managed to unveil the haze over them, Nivaan would remember everything once he woke up. If I couldn’t, I would probably be stuck in his memories forever. However, I was willing to take the risk. It was the least I could do for Evaan before every

We go to our locker rooms to change, but this was not the way it was all supposed to happen. Walking out of the locker rooms Bram is waiting in the hall, he turns and gives a half man hug and says, “Man, bro, thanks for helping my sister. She looked really freaked out. I do not even know what is going to happen now. Can you believe the Amory is dead?” I will not tell him yet, but his sister is my mate. I feel like her and I need to talk first, especially after she seems not to recognize me as her mate.