Master Frown X Brock Novels & Stories

My own beast snarled back. “You don’t get to threaten me, boy,” he hissed. Little drops of spittle coated my face. “You don’t own me, Brock.” I clenched my fingers into fists and grinned at him, wearing my wolf’s smile. “Fuck off and eat glass.”

He had more wrinkles on his face, and at the moment, he looked older than he was because he was so irritated. “Hello,” Victor said, a cheerful smile on his face. Jack was always in awe of how his father managed to do that. How did he always damper down his true feelings and make it seem like he wasn’t upset at all when he was just as peeved as Jack was? “How are you, Brock?” Victor asked, extending his hand. Brock stared at Victor’s palm, clearly not wanting to shake it, but he did extend his own hand and shake it roughly once. “Not well,” he said before releasing Victor’s hand and stepping aside. “Come in.”

"Now back off." The tallest one laughed. "Or what?" King didn't answer immediately.,Instead, he stared at him for several long seconds. Finally he spoke. "Or I'll make you." The smile slowly disappeared from the player's face. "You think I'm scared of you?" "I don't care whether you are." King's expression remained unreadable. "But if you touch him again..." He took one more step forward. "...we're going to have a problem." The tension between them became so thick I could almost feel it.

His face hurts but he doesn’t care. Alpha Brook wants to threaten his father with Millan's life! Someone he hasn’t seen in nine years, who has banned him. It’s absolutely hilarious. Axel Brook's smile disappears, clearly unhappy with Millan's reaction. “What’s so funny?” “What’s so…? I’m a Rogue! He BANNED me. He doesn’t give a fuck if I live or die!” “Maybe he banned you, but he didn’t kill you, did he?” “You’re insane.” And Millan can’t stop laughing again.

His face was getting wrinkled. Brockley was still downcast. He rubbed his face. As much as possible to hold back the tears. "I'm fine, Grandpa. Somehow I can be sad even though I'm not familiar with the Glory Kingdom. Maybe I just got carried away." Then Brockley lifted his face and forced a smile even though his eyes were very red and watery.

“Mother fu—” Jerking his digit free, he stuck it into his mouth and spun to level me with a scowl. I winced at my stepbrother. “Sorry! Are you okay? Let me see.” “Mi’m fime,” Brick muffled out moodily from around his finger before pulling it free to add, “Why did you yell at me?”

Brock, another Dominant with a membership, greets me with his sub following close behind. “Hey, Master Brock, I see that you are doing the first scene tonight. Anything special that I need to know about?” “Nope, just relieving some of my girl’s stress from her workday.” I nod at him, and then glance at his sub who happens to be an OR nurse and can tell right away that she needs a good release. “Okay, your regular room is ready for you.” “Thanks man,” He goes to leave but then stops. “Oh, how’s your girl, by the way?”

Just then, she noticed Brock lying on the ground and screamed, “Ah! Why is this guy here?” Alex was slightly surprised. “You know him?” Waltz seemed slightly upset. “Of course I do. This guy is the famous Knockout Brock in California's underworld. He’s the fourth best fighter in his clan. His full name is Brock Rousey. He’s 36 years old and joined the Royal rank two years ago. He’s also Frank Accordo’s right-hand man, but he disappeared six months ago. It is almost impossible to bump into him in the underworld.”

His eyes didn’t leave me for a second, but the second he saw the rope marks on my wrist and the bruises forming on my skin, his entire expression changed. He turned toward the wrecked car like a raging storm had just possessed him. Rex stumbled out from the driver’s seat, coughing, dazed, and with blood trickling down from a cut above his brow. Jeremy stormed toward him. “You fucking piece of shit!” Jeremy growled before slamming his fist right into Rex’s jaw. Rex staggered backward. “Jeremy? Wh-what the hell are you doing here?!” But Jeremy wasn’t here to talk. He landed another blow, this time, it was on Rex’s pretty face.. Rex collapsed to his knees, wheezing.