Pokemon Brendan Novels & Stories

“Hand me your phone. I’m getting it added to the family plan.” I chuckled and passed him my phone. “I’ll be out in a second.” Walking into the store, I resupplied and ended up with another two bags of items. I had also bought some pre-made potions to hold me over until I could make my own batch. Leaving, I saw Desmond waiting out front. All of the bags were now on one arm and he was tapping through my phone. Smiling, I walked up to him. He looked at me, confused. “What?”

Especially if I'm going to be Luna here. I took a shower, hearing Brendon come in only moments after I got in to shower. He brought my products to me and joined me for a quick shower. I looked up into his eyes as he met mine and I froze as my breath caught. His eyes were back to their amazing blue. He helped me get my back as we washed up together. The shower was mostly silent as we were able to take each other in and explore our bodies. Alpha Brendon was fit- muscular. He had only one scar on his body and it was located on his back, near his chest. Wolves didn't have scars because of how we healed. But his made me believe the wound he recieved wasn't normal. I'll have to ask later about it.

“Dad, this is Brenden. Brenden, Dad. Greg…” Brenden set one bag on the porch and reached out to shake Greg’s hand. Their shake was firm, both attempting to impress the other. Her Dad was standing straight, his full height five foot ten, still a few inches shy of Brenden, but his stance was sure. Brenden didn’t waiver either. “It’s nice to meet you, Sir.” “Call me Greg. You have a good trip?” “It was great. Surprising no drizzling until we reached here.”

He had to see that she wasn't meant to be part of this family. Millie's POV. I laid in agony screaming and crying. My leg was busted as far as I knew. Brian came over to me holding me. "Baby what's wrong?" He said gently picking me up. I cried out in pain as he did so. "I don't know. Something hit me in my leg." I could see blood soak through my black leggigns. Brian looked over at the snowball that had hit me in my leg. "Dammit! My mother's frog, Wilson. He, he couldn't have, he. That traitor!" I heard Brian say in rage.

He asked and started again. All I did this time was watch because my wolf was indecisive. All we knew was that we needed help. “Jasmine,” I muttered, and my claws retracted one after the other. “Okay, Jasmine. I want you to know that you are safe with me, okay?” He said, making progress with the approach. “My name is Brendon, and I am a werewolf, just like you,” he said, reaching for my hand. Still, with doubt, I placed mine in his, and he made an almost imperceptible nod.

"Brendan, you do need to be careful what you wish for. You of all know that you should not tempt fate. Fate has come to take a rather large chunk out of your ass." "You, you," he stutters, "You will pay for this." "Now, do you really want to come back for revenge? Please let us save ourselves the miserable chase and grand build-up, for I shall get mine first." "But, you," "But? You think that I am not a woman that is capable of such a thing. You have one wrong impression of me then. And in any event, if I do not, Tyler shall gladly hand what you are so deserving." As they put handcuffs on Brendan, I watch as Brooke makes her appearance and takes a firm hand around Brendan's arms. But I do no

Scatterbrain ~ Emei Shane’s hand shot out, connected with Gabe’s chest, and pushed him back. Leo caught him, and my brows furrowed as I wondered if he was part of Shane’s pack. I didn’t remember him ever telling us where he came from, and maybe that was bad on our part. My eyes dropped to my best friend. He looked disheveled, but his eyes were worried as they took me in. He wore a baby blue dress shirt, but the buttons didn’t line up because one side hung lower than the other. He wore shorts I knew were his because they were tight and showed every curve of his body.

He didn't wait for an answer, leading the way down the hallway that opened up toward the cafeteria. "And what are they?" I asked, following his lead. Our hands entwined naturally, his palm large and protective over mine. "My parents, my dog... and especially my little brother. He’s five," Brendan said, his voice lifting with an easy kind of affection I wasn't used to hearing. "His name is Xavier. They named him after my grandfather." " Wow," " I can show you a picture." He said ransacking his phone, delving his phone gallery and handing over his phone to me, " There, that's my younger brother, and my dog... "

one of the men asked in a quivering voice. "Even if we don't follow him, we don't have any other choice." A muscular man looked quite calm and composed. "Just look at how scared you all are acting. If you guys can join a Rank S dungeon, that means you must've cleared many dungeons in the past, right?" "This is my first time…" I raised my hand meekly. The muscular man shot me a weird look. "This is your first time here? You're saying this Rank S dungeon is your first experience in this game?"

He questioned, "How are you able to declare that you like a woman?" Beta Dillon let out a sigh. "Damn, alpha, you are getting whipped by your breeder," the other person said. Drake threw out a sinister cackle as he laughed. "Dillon, I'm in a complete mess. I'm not sure what kind of emotion this is, but I wanted to find out what it is. The response he gave was, "You like your breeder, alpha." "It is impossible for me to reject the reality of the situation." Drake shook his head, unable to comprehend how his Beta could have such precognition.