Msbreew Novels & Stories

He was a colt when I got him and is as stubborn as they come. “Don’t worry, I plan to exercise him a lot.” I say with a chuckle, it has been a while since I rode but you never truly forget how, the same as riding a bike. Brutus is my baby. He was a gift from my parents before the crash. He is a black Friesian. Strong and beautiful with his glossy coat and long wavy mane, tail, and feathers around his hooves. A beautiful boy. I plan on spending as much time with him as I can while I’m here.

then he yanks his arm free. The words hit harder than they should. Kieran gulps. “The alpha wants you in this mission; it's not my choice, so quit being difficult and learn.” Seth stares blankly at Kieran, his eyes dead and dull; they make Kieran's heart race. “Let’s just get this over with.” Kieran doesn't argue as he straightens his posture. He crosses his arms over his chest as he watches Seth reset his stance. “We are going after mad wolves. They won't fight like trained wolves; they don't think; they just tear, fast and wild.”

I replied with confidence but only just to provoke him. "Oooh, you're still as bold as ever even when you're left with only the bones and no flesh." He said, leaning back on his desk. He took a lusty look at me from head to toe, biting his mouth. It was as if he already undressed me but with his eyes. Even when you loose a game, just make sure to dress like the winner, as confident and sexy as ever, only then you can get in the nerves of your opponent, and that was exactly what I did.

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2 MONTHS LATER. Brian's POV. Two months have passed and the snow has melted. Spring has come, and Millie has been getting a lot better. Her leg was no longer injured. But a scar still remained on her leg. I had been preapring for Wilson. Each day I would get up before dawn while Millie still slept and I would work out and build up my muscles. i was getting all my slaughter rooms ready for his arrival. Whoever he may bring with him would be slaughterd as well. I had to protect my Millie, she was so precious to me. So beautiful and I was not gonna let him take her away from me. It then hit me, I have been working so hard getting my castle inside and outside ready for an attack that I wanted to

Then I added vodka and mint syrup. The emcee called me up. "Contestant No. 13, explain your creation." I took the mic. "I first called this 'Forgive', but now it's 'Moon Breeze'. It's a breakup drink for people who got hurt. It's about forgiving yourself and not punishing yourself for someone else's mistakes." I smiled, letting go. I won a participation award but wasn't discouraged. My mixing clip went viral online, dubbed "The Most Beautiful Bartender". I didn't love the focus on my looks. Beauty without skills often got labeled trophies.

Adrian staggered back and returned it, but Monsell disappeared into the thin air. Afian glanced around, trying to find Monsell, when he glanced back. Monsell appeared behind him and scratched his back with his nails. Adrian yelled in pain and tried to reach for his back. He turned around and stretched Monsell's face with his claws. Blood splashed as the nails came into contact with Monsell's face. Monsell frowned at Adrian and lunged at him. Adrian ducked out of the way. He had been taught the earth and water elements at the element school; he could put them into good practice now.

She must have lots of money, I thought… After 3 minutes of waiting, a young man and his driver's head in the direction of this pretty-looking car. The driver held the car open for the young man to enter. Damn, I've never seen a man so beautiful. The young man looked terrifying but tall and handsome. He had dark, shiny, and full hair. His eyes were blue, almond-shaped, and had a radiant sparkle. His wrestler's shoulder perfectly complemented his Spartan physique. His movement was tiger-like. It seemed like he possessed a latent, leonine power or he was filled with purpose and authority.

I wanted to know if he was bipolar so I could make a mental note about it “That’s the thing about you newbreeders, you get an inch and then you want a mile” he started to move closer to me as I backed away from him. “Why do you have to ask for so much? Damn, I thought you were going to be different” he said before he stormed off.

The last message grabbing his attention. Mila: and yeah, Aria's the worse liar ever. There's a bruise on her wrist. Says its a burn from hot steam. She probably fell on her wrist and sprained it but she's too embarrassed to tell me. She's acting weird too. Lol. He reread it, brows furrowing. “Strange.” Damian looked up. “What?” Cole hesitated. “It’s… Mila. She says Aria's acting weird. Lying about a bruise or something. But she said it’s fine.”