Master Frown X Brock Novels & Stories

Marco's eyes slide to his brother. "I said no." "And I said yes."

Thompson but Erick. It was something like a death wish come true. Erick Brooklyn was one of those boys in the school, whom we can never even imagine crossing paths with. His brother is a mafia leader in the city and he is literally a don in the school. Arrogant, pompous, and overall an a**hole.

I say but he doesn’t move. “Oh! I’m so sorry, how can you react with a hand on your neck?” I jokingly ask. “Ambo sigillum nostrum. Signa verba nostra. Retinete eum adhuc. Pedes eius in terra serva.” I say before letting go and Brock finally getting a chance to breathe. “Fight me like a real wolf! Leave the magic behind. Stop fucking fighting with it and fight fair!” Brock screams, he is frustrated. Cannot move, cannot be seen or heard.

That pleasure surged through me like a tide, and I couldn't help laughing out loud. At nine in the morning, Oliver sent me a video. In it, Jason stood in the middle of the conference room, drenched in sweat, staring helplessly at the error-filled code projected on the screen. "Jason, aren't you an algorithm expert?" Peter's mocking voice came through the video. "This little problem shouldn't be too hard for you, should it?" Jason's face was ashen. His lips trembled, but no words came out. "I… I need time to analyze it…"

Feeling annoyed by the disturbance, Carl Black frowned deeply and looked up, only to see Daniel Brooke standing beside him. Raising his eyebrows, Carl Black smirked, "Mastermind Mr. Brooke, what a pleasant surprise. Did you come here to watch the show?" Spreading his hands on either side, he smiled and added, "Look at me. I am totally defeated by you. You destroyed my life completely. Are you happy now?"

His eyes flicked toward Roy, sharp and narrowed, and then back to the wall, like looking too long would make him angrier. Brock was hunched forward, elbows resting on his knees, his hands clasped loosely together. His head tilted up just enough to meet Roy’s gaze. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” Brock said, his tone somewhere between irritation and anger. “You lost to that guy? You did this on purpose, didn’t you?” Roy said nothing at first, just dropped his bag on the floor with a dull thud. The sound seemed to linger. Tanaka let out a scoff, the kind meant to sting. “Weakest guy I’ve seen in the bracket. You let him walk all over you. What are you trying to get at?”

Both the Alpha and Betas jaws dropped in shock, before Alpha Brock quite literally face-palmed and Beta Pete shut his eyes, lolled his head back whilst both muttered their curses to Poppy. After a minute or two of complete silence, where only the varied breathes of the four people in the room could be heard, Alpha Brock raised his head from his hand, his anger and frustration towards Poppy written very clearly on his face, just so he could tear a new arsehole into Pops.

The FaceTime with Master X is still ongoing, and the man is currently smiling callously. "Good job, son" he muttered, and Roonie clicked red, ending the call. He threw the phone on the ground and placed his black sneaker on it, crushing it at his feet. Rook couldn't form a sentence throughout, just staring like he was stripped of his voice and power. Roonie returned his mask to his face before smirking, looking more ominous. "This is only just a face reveal. Buy yourself a graveyard before you plan your next attack, cos I'll be fuçking killing you" he muttered, taking a quick look at Rook's bleeding arm before turning his back.

Overcome with a surge of euphoria, I threw a punch, striking the tall, blonde Alpha squarely in the face. Stephanie's scream pierced the air as my fist connected with the arrogant blonde Alpha. Crumpling to the ground, he was swiftly attended by Stephanie and the doctor. I blocked Stephanie, earning a fiery glare from her. The Alpha dismissed the doctor's offer of assistance with a brisk motion and sprang up, fists raised for another round. However, Stephanie was quick to intercept, her concern redirecting the doctor's attention, "Doctor, something is off with Brock. He's had this perpetual grin and odd behavior ever since regaining consciousness after the rogue attack."