Winx Brandon Novels & Stories

He smirked down at me, the spitting image of Asher, only with messier hair and crystal blue eyes. The lights in the hallway were bright, making my eyes ache, but I could still smell the alcohol that wafted off of Brandon in waves. Rich amber and notes of thick honey, definitely some kind of whiskey. He wasn't piss drunk, not by far, but he had consumed more than enough to affect your average male wolf. "Just mumbling about a dream I had." I said a bit harsher than I meant, but he was blocking the bathroom door with his frame. Both Claire and Killian had agreed it was better not to tell Brandon the truth. At least, not until the big announcement. Apparently, the man couldn’t keep a secret to

Brandon yelled and moved the chair. "Ronald!" Axel called out as he nodded. He loved how he was being spoken to by Brandon, it only made more sense and that's needed. "Yes sir!" Ronald, one of his many men, he is a drug dealer and a lowkey business man. He is also his bodyguard and a man who hits well. A retired boxer. Axel dedicated a lot to him and he is forever indebted. "Prepare the boiling water and take him to the changing room. He needs to feel some heat!" Axel said as he walked out to his car. He had ordered some chicken and potato sauce and his bat was in the car too. Axel was sure he would ruin Brandon.

I said We both sat down and started talking to each other. About different things. While we were talking I was getting lost when looking at Jaxon and Lina's activities. Brandon noticed it. "Your brother over here is pretty handsome, you don't have to look there" TRISTAN POV:

“Wendy, you need to behave yourself tonight.” Patrick spoke with deliberate patience. “Do you remember what I told you about Shawn Xander? He’s the younger son of the Xander family. He’s been abroad for years, outgoing by nature, and he’d be a good match for you. Don’t keep saying you don’t like him. You won’t know until you actually meet.”

“Don’t fall for him again. The only think you would feel is pain.” I heeded the warning, downed my wine in one sip, and made my way back inside. As I entered, I noticed my phone buzzing. “Hello.” “Hey, Aoife. How was your day with Alex?” Brandon’s voice came through. “Brandon, where are you?” I asked, a hint of worry in my voice. “I’m out with my old friend Xander. Would you like to join us?” So, he was with Xander. No wonder he sounded drunk.

He is here in front of the woman he should never meet again. Xander is nothing stupid. He already knew there is something wrong when he discreetly examined Gwyneth's posture which was changed in an instant. Brandon is the only one who could have triggered it. He looked up to Brandon who was so stupefied at seeing Gwyneth, and when he brought back his eyes to Xander, they both knew they would have to talk about it later on, or maybe to deal with a ruckus later on. Xander's eyes are making him prepare for an acceptable and on-point elaboration.

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

Grayson says taking the glass pieces from my hand and continuing to clear them from the floor. Zac’s concern is etched on his face as he sees the tiny dots of blood on my palm. I smile politely and bow, “Alpha Austin, Alpha Raymond, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” “Congratulations Luna Isla,” Alpha Austin says returning my bow. “Yes yes, congratulations Luna. I sure hope you didn’t hurt yourself just now... Seems the glass may have been a bit..weak” Alpha Raymond says with a wink. I tense up at his words and just smile.

The situation sounded bizarre, but who was I to judge? "Well, no judgement here" Hunter shrugged, and sat down, "he'll suck your soul out". Brandon was here on some sort of scholarship. I didn't know much about him, but I knew that he'd been an olympic wrestler when he was just eighteen, and won gold. It wasn't hard to tell why. The guy was built like a refrigerator. "Can we do this then?" He asked, and I nodded and watched as he lay back on his bed, took yet another deep breath and closed his eyes. "Okay, go ahead" he swallowed, refusing to open his eyes as I looked nervously back at Hunter who shrugged.

With a warm smile, Alex looked at her and replied, "I had the pleasure of meeting your daughter-in-law at Jenna's wedding. It turns out that her cousin's husband is also my cousin, Jake. Through Jake, I learned about Brandon's passing and his remarkable cancer fund. His story deeply resonated with both me and my mother." As Alex spoke, a wave of emotion crashed over me. Anger surged through my veins, and I struggled to contain it. The fact that Jenna had shared such personal details about Brandon with Jake without my consent was infuriating. It was a breach of trust, and I couldn't help but feel betrayed. Gripping my fork tightly, I angrily stabbed at the chicken on my plate. Regret washed o