Bram Bsd Romane & Geschichten

she told me while taking deep breaths. I nodded my head and told her, “We won't go too far from the main house then.” “Ok,” she said, taking in another big breath. I offered her my hand and she took it instead of holding onto my arm. We slowly walked to where the workers would gather and rest during the day. Everyone was sitting under some large shade trees while drinking water and talking. We walked up to greet them and see how everyone was doing. The leader of the field workers was a werewolf by the name of Bram. He was a good guy and knew how to make things work in the field.

Darius says. “You cannot promise me that, Darius. As much as I understand what you are trying to do, I know you can’t guarantee that Lucas or I will see our sisters again. I don’t know this Bram guy. Based on what you and Renz have told me about him, he’s not afraid to hurt people to get what he wants. And I refuse to give him what he wants,” he slams his fist down on his desk, his crystal blue eyes staring at me. He knows Bram wants me.

Bram murmurs, continuing to go through his pictures, “And he has a fat neck, what the fuck is that about? He looks like he swallowed a book and is scared we’ll figure it out.” I laugh out loud. “You have terrible taste,” Bram shakes his head at me. “Trust me, I know.”

That would make him go crazy. "You have few minutes before I lose my temper. Get back to work now" his sighs of frustration were audible. He was getting angry as he said. "I found what you are looking for, so you let these people go" Grace put forth to him. "Oh gosh, do you think I am here to play or exchange words over an intercom of some hidden away luxurious inn? Get back to work now" he said sternly. "Bramble, a device that can override warships, submarines and others and others. It is funny something like this has only four buttons on it and an antenna, makes me remember some......." she went on unnecessarily for him to know they had it.

“Finally.” Liora angled her head. “You’ll need authority.” “I’ll take a mandate,” Bram said. “And a leash.” Varian snorted. “You? On a leash?” Liora cut in. “He means oversight.” Bram lifted both hands. “Exactly that. Oversight. I’ll hunt the code. Burn it out. Quietly. Internationally.” Varian nodded. “You have my backing.” “And mine,” Liora said. Bram met her gaze. “Good. Because this thing is clever. Edda taught it to hide in compassion protocols. Hospital systems. Relief funds.”

Lennox said coolly. Her jaw dropped to the floor as she watched him with an aghast expression. "You are a vampire?" She asked calmly with utter seriousness. Lennox glared at Rasmus before he faced the girl. "I am." He admitted rather proudly. "Then why the f**k you take orders from a human! You are a VAMPIRE, whereas Rasmus is a mere human being which made his brother a human too, and you... you are an immortal, yet you behave like a freaking slave. I'm disappointed." She said with utter seriousness.

I said. "Which means that I am not going to do anything that compromises the delivery." He looked at my knee. "Can you stand?" "I don't know," I said honestly. "Try," he said. The knee held but not fully. I was upright but weighted to the right and anything that required movement from the left leg was going to be a problem. Bram behind me was now quiet. I turned. He was wolf-form on the floor. Breathing consciously. The blade wound on his arm was

"You know what I meant." Grayson cleared his throat. "Do you think this... Bram, or whatever his name is, works for Lucius Sagan?" My hand fisted at the sole mentioning the name. "It's possible. I bet it's easier to hire low-level criminals. Bram was—and still is—a fugitive on the run. I bet he desperately needed money."