Reiner Braun Novels & Stories

“He doesn’t know us.” “That doesn’t excuse disrespect,” Elegida Zane growled, stepping forward. I could feel the heat rising in the group, but we couldn’t afford to ignite this fight before we were even heard out. “Did I just hear the word Elegida?” a voice boomed from the house. Relief tugged at me as an older man emerged. His hair and beard were streaked with gray, his presence heavy but not overwhelming. “I’m Braun, leader of the Rold Pack,” he said, smiling as though to soften the wait.

But if his thinks he can intimidate me by his hovering frame, than he had another thing coming! I, Sapphire Ronaldo, know how how to make arrogant men like him to bend on their knees! He walked straight to me and stood only at a step distance. I desperately wanted to step back but just to show him that I am not least intimidated by him, which I am not, I stayed rooted to my place. I gulped as he leaned forward. His minty and forestry fragrance was so refreshing. I gritted my teeth and maintained my eye contact with this ruthless beast! "It is your choice," he said stepping so close to me that our lips were almost touching. "Either do as I say or see your family ruin."

His heart palpitated and he gritted his teeth. He pinched the bridge of his nose and turned to the other direction where the Vanilla fragrance was coming from. He stayed in a dark corner as he heard footsteps, and when they got closer, Trevor leapt out of the shadow, startling the figure. His eyes locked on Lauren; he glimpsed the tears in her huge pale blue eyes that were filled with fear and pain, also as the club that was in her shaking left hand. Lauren bit her bottom lip to stop it from trembling, but no matter how hard she tried, it even worsened.

the guy with the wavy blonde hair jokes once we’re within earshot. Reid leans in toward me, slipping an arm around my shoulders. “Don’t listen to Jax,” he murmurs teasingly. “He’s just salty that so many of these females can kick his ass.” “I heard that,” Jax calls, shooting Reid a glare. He slides his gaze over to me. “For the record, Serena, that’s not true.” “Sure it isn’t,” the Jason Momoa lookalike chuckles, tucking Astrid under his arm.

His focus on the flames as they crackled and waved. “The Luna has arrived,” Odis announced. The young man turned around has dark skin and his black hair is puffy and wild. A firm strong jawline, thin lips, and sharp prominent nose. The most surprising thing is his eyes, brown eyes with a white cloud over them. The doctor is blind. “Good afternoon, Luna. My name is James Sylvester. It’s a pleasure and an honor to meet you,” the doctor said. “A pleasure to meet you. You seem quite…”

"And you're the famous Neptos Rein who chose to exile himself?" The old man frowned at Theo. "How much do you know, kid?" Prince Ciaran took a step in front of the old Rein, his eyes now held the recognition. "Are you my mother's protector, General Dana Rein's cousin?" Neptos blinked at the prince before his eyes went wide. "You're..." he stumbled back and seemed to search something from Ciaran's face.

Oh God, not again. Miraculously, the man stretched out his arm and caught me in time. I looked up and caught my breath. Green eyes, clean shaven, a Roman nose, side cut brown hair and strong double chin was the image of the man Reiner warned me to be wary about. Behold! Reiner's step brother, Sylvester Caesar.

“ Maximo Romano. You are? “ The man greeted. I made sure he saw my left hand as I greeted back. “ Brianna, Trentino. “ I introduced “ Ah, the famous Brianna. I have a feeling we will be great friends,” he said but I didn’t like the mischievous look on his face. Romano chuckled and gestured for Maximo to go to his side. He placed his hand around Maximo’s shoulder and a look of pride flashed his face.

Or was he still the same cold, detached Braun? She ran her hands through her hair, pacing. The only thing she could do now was ask for his help again and she hated that. Because that’s exactly what Braun wanted. For her to depend on him. For him to control her. **************************** Braun sank into the sofa in his office and pressed play on the old cassette. He waited for Reinhardt’s call, knowing it could come any minute. “Hmm. So Reinhardt has a curse,” he said to himself as the tape played. “Yeah, I’ve seen the signs, Uncle Leif’s death, Reinhardt pulling back from public life, Uncle Julian’s fall.”

A branch cracked behind me. I didn’t need to turn to know who it was. “You’re disobeying me again,” Giovanni said, voice low but laced with heat. “You are choosing to play a game that is a lot bigger than you are, Tatiana. And this is just going to end up harming more around you than you can actually think about fighting for. You do realize that, do you not?” “No,” I answered calmly. “I’m rewriting the chain of command. I'm simply doing what I want to do. I doubt that you would have believed that I would listen to anything that you command me to do. That is not how things work.”