The Brave Fanfiction Novels & Stories

How she looked at me. Like she knew something. “You think too loud,” Dane said quiet and touched my hair. “Sorry. Just thinking.” “You were brave today.” “I was scared.” “Brave is not no fear. Brave is do it anyway.” He kissed my head. “I am proud. Even if I never want you there again.” I smiled on his chest. “Big protective Alpha.” “Guilty.” We were quiet good. But my head went back to that second. The rogue jumping. My hands up. The fear.

“Master, I know you’re the Supreme Warrior and that you’re incredibly powerful. You have strong combat powers, so we hope that you’ll help avenge our family. I have nothing to offer you, so I can only dedicate my innocent body. I only want your help!” “Put on your clothes first!” Fane glanced at her and spoke after Brianna put on her clothes. “Who’d honor you if you belittle yourself? Also, am I that kind of person? Your actions tell me that you’re looking down on me!” “I… I’m sorry… I… I really don’t know what to do!” Brianna’s eyes were filled with tears as her expression morphed into the look of helplessness. That stood out to Fane as he curiously asked, “Who’s your enemy?”

After Listening to Murry's words, Brandon became angry. 'How dare this pathetic fae call me Coward? I can show myself at any time. But I am sure he wouldn't like it. No one can stand straight after looking at a dragon. You will fall down on the ground with a heart attack' Brandon thought angrily. 'You are right brother, killing him is easy' Brandon told Blaze angrily. Blaze chuckled through their mind l**k.

asked a journalist. "I don't know why, but I'm also grateful that she knows himself. I broke our relationship as father and daughter with her years ago and kicked her out of the Windclaw pack, so she's no longer entitled to the name Braiven, but he has bullied my other daughter many times. Fely Braiven having a hard time with her arrogant and rude attitude, so I have to say this all. I love Fely even though she is the natural child of my second wife now."

I realized with certainty that I was starting to find his aggressive, dark, protective energy way more attractive than Trevor’s safe promises had ever been in two whole years. Trevor's love had been a performance. It was a soft cage built on guilt and compliance, a way to keep me small and manageable so he could look like a saint. But Brayden? Brayden was a monster, but he was an honest one. He didn't want me to be a fragile glass doll. He wanted me to bite back. He was a brick wall standing between me and a family that wanted to consume me, and for the first time in my life, having someone fight dirty for me felt exhilarating.

Kathryn Michaels is a country bumpkin with an honest personality. She's also a timid woman who tends to make careless mistakes at work. Just one glare can easily make her burst into tears. Chris Albert is the most well-known man in Harborlean. He's a cruel and bloodthirsty man with a penchant for brutal and inhuman methods. No woman dares to pine after him even though he's blessed with gorgeous looks. Unexpectedly, a woman actually manages to sneak into his room and sleep with him while he's drunk! Just as Chris scours the world for the mysterious woman, he realizes that his secretary is putting on more weight each passing day. With a dark expression on his face, he coaxes, "Tell me, Kathy.

Tessa “Go ahead.” His eyes open widely; he is astonished by my words. That I'm not scared is infuriating him. Well, I have no reason to be scared since I am aware that the camera is watching. “I love your bravery… but I dislike that it is laced with stupidity,” he says, stepping forward. I drag my feet backwards, my heart beating so fast, even as I try to keep myself together. “So tell me. Why should an Alpha's son get a no from you when the Alpha's driver gets your yes?”

“Three weeks until you help hold her accountable. Different framing.” “I don’t feel strong enough for this.” “You don’t have to feel strong. You just have to show up. Strength is optional.” Charlotte, observing her parents’ conversation from the doorway, spoke up. “Mama, are you scared about your work problem?” “Yes, sweetheart. Mama has to do something hard soon and it’s making me nervous.” “But you’ll be BRAVE anyway? Like when I was scared about my solo but I did it anyway?” “Exactly like that. Being brave when you’re scared.”

“Either way, it doesn’t matter anymore.” “You’re wrong,” Elayna said. “It matters. Because you were willing to give him a chance. You were brave, Mini. You opened your heart. That matters.” Mini finally turned her head and looked at her best friend. “Why does being brave always hurt so much?” Elayna smiled sadly and reached over to squeeze her hand. “Because it’s real. And real things hurt. But they also heal.”

"But you know what helped?" "What?" "Remembering that being scared means you're brave enough to face things that frighten you. Not-scared people don't know what being brave feels like." Luna created a soft shield glow. "You're very brave, Alice." "Don't feel brave. Feel scared." "That's what bravery is. Being scared and still trying." Luna rocked gently. "I'll stay right here. No bad ladies allowed near you. Okay?" "Okay." Alice's breathing slowed. "Luna?"