Winx Brandon Novels & Stories

After all, it would've been difficult for Noelle to marry into the Quinlan family after what happened last night. "But now, Brandon is the one who secured the Extensa Project, making him the star of Quinlan Group. He can marry whoever he wants without needing anyone's approval. So you see, Hendrix, you've actually played the biggest role in bringing them together." Maxwell seemed ready to keep going, but Hendrix had already hung up the call. His lips were pressed into a thin line, while his fingers were clenched tightly around his phone. Suddenly, he felt a sting at his fingertips. Only then did he realize that the cigarette he was smoking had burned down completely, and the ember was now to

Brandon was slow in taking his sips of wine following Saul’s earlier instruction. “Your palate is incredible and you are the best narrator for wine tasting. I have been thinking of employing you for a while. How is your business going?” Saul suddenly asked Brandon. “Beechwood Downs is a small town near Los Santos. My dad bought small pieces of land from there to make some wine. Two years after I was born we had the biggest snow storm of the winter and all his efforts to sell wine were destroyed. Consequently we had to sell the land too, to see both the ends meet. Since that day I had nourished the dream to reacquire what I lost.” Brandon’s eyes turned dreamy while narrating his past.

Alpha Kyle's POV I paced around the room feeling rather uncomfortable. I was unable to sleep last night as my wolf didn't let me sleep. He had been disturbing me to look for our mate. Rejecting my mate wasn't a good decision as I didn't feel my body again. The pain was more than I had imagined. Even though I had tried to suppress it, I felt I couldn't continue to suppress it.

But don't worry we'll be your friends from now on. Xander spoke in a sweet voice as he extended his right hand forward. Evelyn looked at him nervously. He then took her hands and did a handshake. Xander: I am Xander Knights. Brandon jerked his hands away and shook hands with her. Brandon: Myself Brandon Tate. But you call me Bear. He spoke as he flashed her his beautiful box smile and made a cute face. Xander look at him with a disgusted face. Xander: Don't do that, you look terrible.

Before Xaver could finish his very not empty threat, a voice rough from sleep cut in on Dinah's end, "Honey, who are you talking to?" Dinah's heart skipped a beat. She'd know that sexily rough freshly-out-of-bed deep voice anywhere. Shuffling sounds became louder and she whispered to Xaver, "Don't say anything". Brandon was still in the dark concerning her pregnancy. A very sleepy Brandon came into view. He was wearing dark gray sweatpants and a shirt of similar colour. His hair was a sexy tousled disheveled mess and he was rubbing his eyes so they could adjust to the light in the sitting room. In that moment, without his tux and a shadow of his midnight stubble peaking through, he looked l

Brandon stared at Cynthia and Jake as the duo gave him a hysterical laugh. “Buddy, if you’re not up tight ... this would be the seventh time a lady would whoop your ass today” Jake jested. “And that means I’d actually be spelling his name” Cy nthia said with a smirk “7 – 0 equals to B – R – A – N – D – O – N” “Just chill and see, I’d win this now” Brandon replied with a serious note as he picked his card up shielding the number to his side, it was Cynthia’s turn ....

he replied looking back at Imogen before looking down at the train, pootling down the city. “Where are you?” “The safe house.” “Okay be there in two, ” he assured. Brandon is the doctor to the pack. He is also a werewolf who is 200 years old. He looks extremely young and handsome. His short curly hair, black eye, sophisticated lips said it all. He looks very breathtaking. Oliver threw his phone on the other sofa and held his hand groaning in pain, he sprawled on the sofa and rested his back before sighing. Suddenly the table in front of him screeched. He tumbled to the back of the chair in reflex and looked at the table which was looking absolutely normal.

Brandon said dryly, yawning and trying to blink himself awake. “Hi, Brandon. It’s Brenda Alex. the HR of Wings. How are you?” Brandon sat up, all sleep gone in an instant. He thought he said something, but he wasn’t even sure, his heart beating fast and his pulse thundering in his ears. He suddenly felt alive and wide awake. Wings. What did they want?

Not only is Brandon the Alpha's brother, but he is also the Beta. “Don't be too long,” Xavier whispered, and Brandon nodded. Leo never heard his father; his little motor drowned him out as he continued to scent himself with his mate's wonderful and manly scent. After a few minutes, the Omega's motor slowly died as he went limp in Brandon's arms. Soft breaths replaced the sound of his motor as he fell asleep. Brandon gently pulled the Omega's face back and lightly trailed his fingers along his beautiful skin. He kissed his forehead and cheek before gathering him into his arms as he stood.

Brandon said. After hanging up, Brandon's expression turned grim. Huxley was a relative of one of the company's shareholders. While his position had been secured through connections, he had proven capable and had delivered results over the years. After a moment of thought, Brandon called Damon. "Uncle Damon, do you have time? I need to discuss something with you," Brandon said. Damon had been in his study with Nyla, helping Mason with homework. He stepped out to take the call. "What is it?"