Brooke Hannah の小説・ストーリー

No one cares to correct her because she’s Cyrene. “You’re going to have to move faster than that, Brooke,” I growl, nipping playfully at her tail. Brooke was one that had a horrible shift her first time. I wasn’t alive then, but I hear Doc Everett had to sedate her and add some of my father’s DNA to help her. According to my mother, Brooke is part water dragon, part polar bear, and part hyena. It was the hyena that was different from the others who live here that made it hard for my uncle to help her. Thankfully, my father’s DNA helped.

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”

Thorn is not a kid anymore, he is much taller than me even though my age is two years ahead of him. “Honey!” It was Roger. He almost ran just to hug Brook. Brook looks radiant in her dainty brown curly hair. She’s quite petite and small. Karen approached them and gave Brook a peck on her cheek, then she introduced William to them, and lastly me. “You are so beautiful, Alayna.” It was Brook, she came closer to me and pulled me in an embrace. “Indeed, beautiful.” It was Thorn. He was smiling all ears as I shifted my gaze at him.

I introduced myself with my full name – I felt it provided a buffer to protect me. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Rafe smirk when I used my full name knowing full well everyone called me Kate. As I paused the gentleman continued holding my hand introducing himself, “It’s very nice to meet you Katelyn Adams, although the circumstances are not ideal. My name is Boyd Maxwell from the Red Moon Pack. I am Rafe’s Uncle and I believe we have some business we regrettably need to discuss this morning.”

“Shawn!” “What the hell? Stop yelling, would you? And who's Shawn?” “That’s my boyfriend’s name. Have you forgotten? Shawn Mendes.” “You wish!” Brooke scoffs. “Keep dreaming.” She pulls giggling Steph closer to the kitchen counter and makes her sit on a stool. “Wait here, let me get you water.” Steph nods, grinning mischievously. Once Brooke has her back turned, Steph hurries out of the kitchen, trying not to stagger on her way out.

Which was kind of odd since she was usually the first staff member I run into at events like this. Her mysterious date must be keeping her busy tonight. I couldn’t help the smirk that crossed my face at that snarky thought. Finally, Brooke can finally get some real action going with her sex life. But that smirk instantly froze on my face, when Jake tapped my shoulder and motioned in a direction somewhere in front of me, and I followed with my eyes to see Brooke, smiling radiantly as she approached us in a flowy green cover-up robe that floated around her long bare, tan legs. Her feet were bare and something glittered against the lights around one of her ankles. Her short blonde hair swayed i

"A pleasure to meet you." "Brooke Lawson is one of our most gifted rising designers. We are beginning the winter hunt for the new line. Emani, if you have any instincts for the cold season, share them with Brooke." Lucas was grinning, but he quickly sensed the frost between us. "Have you two already scented one another?"

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.

The way 'seagulls' rolled off her tongue, I knew she meant 'winged rats' instead of any true avian. Oh cool; she had a Carnegie-Melon ring. Oh cool; she was watching my still erect penis bobbing her way. I thought a little damage control/diplomacy was in order. "As I said, I'm Cáel. I work as an intern at Havenstone Commercial Investments. Brooke recently graduated Vassar, was going to get married to some other guy, but that fell through a little while ago," I directed the conversation to Brooke and I not being parasites. "School?" Hana inquired. So much for that.

It all fits too well. Like Gunner said, Brook is a tiny woman. She’s barely five foot two, so for her to be able to take out a six-foot guy, she had to bring him down to her first, weaken him, then kill him. I don’t turn immediately. I just stare ahead for a second before looking back at Killian, my focus shifting. “Any updates?” I ask. Killian and Jack shake their heads almost in unison. “No new movement on her accounts,” Killian says. “We haven’t picked up any deposits close to the amount she withdrew.”