Monster Prom Brian Novels & Stories

his voice brought me back from my dark thoughts. “ Huh, what did you say” “ I said I have something to show you” he replied, staring at me with an intense gaze, almost lovingly. And before I know it, it happened it a flash, one time Brian was standing before me with a loving caring look, the next time I was staring into the eyes of a beast. A monster would be an understatement. He was converted from hair to toe with hair, his claws elongated, and his eyes pointed up, carving sharply at the distal ends.

🌹 Brian 🌹 Brian Sterling sat in his expansive study, the weight of the world pressing against his broad shoulders. The room, a sanctuary of mahogany bookshelves and dim lighting, smelled of aged paper and the faint remnants of a once-warm cigar. The news blared from the massive television screen mounted on the far wall—Victoria Fontaine had struck back. He exhaled sharply, muting the broadcast with a flick of his remote. His son was in danger, and the world around them was collapsing into chaos. Brian had spent his life ensuring that Damien had every possible advantage, but now, he wondered if it had been enough.

I smiled at the thought. "Hello!" Brian waves his hand across my face bringing me back to reality. "I was talking to you and you were smiling at me? Are you sure you're not turning gay?" He questioned with wide eyes and Ashton laughed. "Maybe after getting his heart broken,he realized that he was off women." Ash teased me and I laughed it off. "But guys seriously, finals are starting tomorrow, prom is a week away and so is graduation and then it's off to college." Brian brought up again.

" Here we go again. The same demeaning tone, like some kind of charity case, like he's handing out scraps. Using the pack's reputation as a leash, trying to guilt me into submission. Does he still think I'm the fool who'd grovel for one of his fake promises? As for whether Herbert and his pack would take me in—that thought has never even crossed my mind. Slowly, I turned my head, meeting his smug, close-up face—handsome, maybe, but disgustingly so. And then, I said clearly, "No." Brian's pupils shrank instantly. He stared at me, disbelief written all over his face. "You little—" His expression twisted with rage, and once again, he raised his hand. That large hand, filled with fury, reached o

Brian was even more furious. Brian William was known for his talents in sex. He had never encountered such an embarrassing problem. He felt right when Madeline lay down on him. But when Madeline touched his manhood, he just couldn’t get hard. How could it be possible? Wasn’t he cured? Madeline still tried to calm Brian down. Her expression carried a sense of sympathy. Brian was a famous playboy in Florida. Although he had other sex partners, he was a gorgeous guy who was good at sex. Madeline did quite like him.

“Yeah,Bryan is a wolf” Dorris said in excitement. “Yeah, do you know the actor that played Bryan?” “Sure he is Damon Montero”. “So it was really him!…Why didn't you tell me this, Dorris? Damon is a member of the Monteros family. I had a crush on him as a child”. “Oh.. I thought you knew”. Dorris replied surprised. “Of course I don't! I told you I don't know any of the Montero brothers except Anthonio”.

He teased me but I didn't respond. “Awnn the Alpha lover boy and his little witch mate.” Brian cooed, earning a hard from me. “Shut up!” Dominic and I said in unison. Jonathan laughed out loud at our united attack against Brian. “Unbelievable!” Brian exclaimed. “It's crazy how you humans are quick to change sides. Just a few days ago, I was your best person; now I'm not even allowed to talk?” He lamented, his hand on his chest feigning hurt.

Brian snarls, clearly angry at the men that hurt his child. “Why did it take so long for you to come here?” Mom asks, leaning back against dad’s chest with a challenging look. “There were many misleads about my brother’s whereabouts. I’ve been searching for my little Skye throughout the whole country, until I heard about the facility, where the Undeads were supposedly created.” “What’s my mom’s name?” Skye quietly asks, not taking her face out of the crook of my neck. “Stephanie.” Brian sighs sadly, clearly upset about losing her.

Tight jawline, pale white skin, dark hair with a couple white patches… He looked like an aged muscular version of Edward Cullen that was diagnosed with Lukemia a year and a half ago. “Brian?” He leaned against his desk. “You have a brother?” Shit. He pieces that together in seconds. Weird. Brian and I looked nothing like each other. I took pride in that, actually. “He's a new scout” Brian replied. “We're not brothers.” Thank God. At least he knew how to do one thing right. “We're half-brothers” he added. This stupid fucking asshole! “Oh” Liam groaned, more in pain than anything else. “You had a job to do, right?” He turned his attention to me, then glanced down at the files stained at the co

"Sounds like someone’s whipped." Brian laughed, not denying it. "I won't lie, man. I like her. I can’t seem to get her out of my head." "Well, I can’t wait to meet the woman who’s got you all tied up." Damon teased. "So, is she your girlfriend yet?" Brian glanced at him with a grin. "Not yet. You'll meet her soon enough. And hey, I'm glad you're here. I need new investors. Are you interested?" Damon laughed. "I run a tech company, not a fashion empire."