Reiner Braun Novels & Stories

James clucked his tongue in annoyance. He looked at Reiner with a gaze full of distrust. It was obvious that he doubted Reiner's ability to cut hair. Indeed, when it came to fighting, Reiner was one of the best soldiers in the Ans De Lou Kingdom. That man even earned the nickname of the second best ground war commander after Greg Sehel. However, James had never seen him have any skills other than fighting so James had a hard time believing in his good friend.

I gushed a little too excitedly. "German Shepherd and he named him Slash," I heard him chuckling to himself, "he thought it was badass name according to him but it's actually one of his hacker terms." So I learned something new. Their eighteen-year-old brother was probably a hacker or something along the lines of one. Ace seemed to be into something more dangerous and deadly and Gunnar seemed to be into the business side of things. He seemed like the type to initiate meetings. But it was all one business. The question remained, what was said business?

Curiosity got the best of me and like a little child I tried to peek over Narissa’s shoulder, to see who this person was. Green Blue eyes stare back at me, his golden-honey hair slicked back, and his chin covered in a faint that cut nicely along his jawline forming into a smirk as I assessed him. Oliver freaking Steward… Boy, did he clean up good. When I saw him last a few hours ago he was covered in dirt, blood, and a whole heap of other stuff that I barely recognized him. The eyes, his eyes confuse me, I couldn’t place why they look so familiar before, maybe it’s the mate bond playing tricks on me, but his eyes, I know I’ve seen them before.

“YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO, YOU TRUNK OF A MAN!” A low, sinister chuckle leaves his lips at my lame insult, his wide shoulders shaking slowly at the motion. “My name is Santino Ricca.”

The group of princesses behind me made a squeal as the young man sauntered out of the crowd into the clearing in the middle of the hall. “Deucalion,” I whispered, looking at the selected prince. I couldn’t see most of him from where I stood, but he had beautiful black hair just like Valerian just longer, reaching almost his waist. He wore a red jacket over a pair of red trousers. He caught my stare, and I instinctively turned back to the announcer. He pulled a parchment from the second box and having already been caught staring at the handsome prince, the thought of having the dance with him was no longer appealing.

Random guy… “The person that now has to go home and take a cold shower!” Capris face turned red from embarrassment, it appears to be the guy she was backed up against grinding on his man parts.

Some begin to whimper and bare their necks, yet he remains unfazed. Kaelan cannot help but smirk inwardly at her audacity. Is this feisty little thing trying to command him? Does she actually think that’s possible? He is the lycan king. Selene holds the giant’s gaze, while Saya also remains alert within her mind. Where did her grandfather find this guy? He’s unlike anything she has ever seen before. His height, his bearing, his aura, and those enormous tattoos, along with his long, dark hair, give him the appearance of a dangerous man. She doesn’t doubt that he is, but she is not afraid of him.

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”

She dropped her arms from his neck and practically jumped from his lap. Liv felt a panic welling up in her chest. What in the world? Was I actually in his lap running my tongue down his neck? OMG! What's happening to me? Brodi sighed heavily and scrubbed at his beard in frustration. Dritt! Brothers! He worked to make his voice sound as calm and normal as possible, but he could still hear the guttural tones of his very unhappy wolf coming through. "Gunnar, this is Liv Fenrir. She's the new State Wildlife Biologist. Liv, this is my youngest brother, Gunnar."

I mumbled. “I know.” He admitted. “But things are changing slowly. One of my main responsibilities is to hold the family together, and for many people that means keeping the traditional rules. If I overturned everything all of a sudden, they would want to remove me. And I am a Rivera, only Riveras can be the Don.” “It’s not like you’re very progressive yourself.” I commented. “I’m learning, Bella.” "Who are you?" I asked, suspiciously. "Mariano Lionelli Montefiore Rivera. Google it, Bella." He said without blinking.