Midoriya Brooklyn Novels & Stories

“Let’s bet how long Brooklyn can bear the beating.” “There’s no need to bet,” Melody said. “Brooklyn will win.” “Huh?” Ninian and Lana looked at her at the same time. Lana asked, “Why do you say so?” “You might not know this, but Brooklyn is the youngest expert with a second-degree black belt in Taekwondo. So, Hal might cry.” “Wha… What?” Both Ninian and Lana were shocked. Brooklyn looked like a noble pianist but a weak man. How could he be so capable?

Alpha Wyatt is going to lose it when he sees Remi. “Oh my, Remi! You look stunning!” “Thanks Jade” chuckling with relief. “We’re going to put all the other she-wolves to shame!” Jade smirked. “Yeah hopefully…” I felt nervous thinking if Alpha Wyatts little girlfriend would look better than me or not. “Remi, believe me when I say, you’re gonna put Brooklyn to shame.” ‘So that’s her name, Brooklyn’ Mia snarls. I guess so Mia, but the half moon ball isn’t about us worrying about Alpha Wyatt and his toy Brooklyn. It’s about Jade and supporting her.

I stepped out of the office, walking with purpose but trying — failing — to slow my heartbeat. Because I already knew: Whatever Adrian wanted… He wasn’t after property. He wasn’t after money. He wasn’t after the company. He was after me. And Brooklyn was the quickest way to break me. Not that I would ever let him. Not again. Not in this lifetime. I reached the hallway, heading toward the living space where I’d left her— But I stopped when I saw her silhouette. Brooklyn stood by the wall, arms wrapped around herself. She hadn’t heard me yet. She looked shaken… lost… like she was replaying what almost happened between us and what almost happened tonight.

She turned to the blondie and laughed which made them clear their throat in shame. The blondie turned to me and hugged me, I thought at first she would shake my stretched hand but she slapped it away and hugged me. "I am Valentina Mia D'Angelo and those three dumbasses are my brothers, you can call me Val or Mia either way." She said it with a hint of Italian, then she grinned.

"100,000 Lirons." Brooklyn turned, shot the lady a cold glance, then looked away. "Aren't you going to bid, Brooklyn?" The noblewoman chuckled. "Can't part with 100,000 Lirons? Then why bother showing up at all?" Brooklyn's voice dripped with frost. "Mind your own business." Aria, overhearing, looked at her. "What's wrong, Brooklyn?" Brooklyn lowered her voice. "That's Tabitha Mendoza. We don't get along, and I've always disliked her."

Although Brooklyn promise herself that she wasn't going to uttered any words at him but she couldn't keep quiet on hearing the words "Harley" "Wait, your Ex_Girlfriend name was (Harley) "yes! Do you know her?" "Yes it seems like but I'm not sure though, just a question was she short or tall? Is she slim or Chubby?" Zelda couldn't help but wonder why Brooklyn was asking all those questions. What does she want to know about her?" "She's short and chubby, just like your description". "Wow" Brooklyn couldn't believe her eyes but wondered why he had to Date someone like her in the first place. But then again there's definitely lots of (Harley) in this world, how's she certain that he's telling he

Braddock goes to protest, and Charlie puts her finger to his lips, “don’t, not until we are alone Braddock, we need to talk.” Dimitri opens the door and holds it for everyone to pass, until Brooklyn stands before him, he takes her hand and walks with her, Braddock’s voice rings out, “do not leave this building.” I could hear Brooklyn giggle as they walked behind us. As soon as the door was shut, Teresa spun around and grabbed hold of Brooklyn in a crushing hug, “sweet girl, I’m so happy, you will be the other Gamma female, you me and Abi will always live together.”

She was dumbfounded right there and then. “Brooklyn!” Livia was shocked and called out in exasperation. She attempted to pull Sia to her side. Brooklyn sneered. He raised his arm and waved it once to order his lackeys to restrain Sia. Even though Sia took a slap, she kept her smile. “Mr. Yoder, don’t stir up trouble in Moonly Olympus…” Brookly said in contempt, “That is for the others, does it apply to me? Even if your boss Zeke was here, he wouldn’t have the courage to blame me!”

He has her hair and my stubborn frown, and he’s already trying to shift before he can even count to ten. Inside, Valeria is laughing, really laughing, with our eldest, who just brought home a bruised arm and a bruised ego from training. She’s thirteen, fierce, and entirely her mother’s daughter. I hear Valeria call her “little Luna,” and the girl doesn’t roll her eyes. Not once. She was our little surprise from the other realm when we sealed our bond. I guess, in a way, she was our gift from death to make things better. Then came our middle child, who wants to spar with our oldest, instead of Valeria.