Brandon Breyer
Choosing her, Brandon took her by decree of possession, not by friendship. His blue eyes bored into her; His pompous mouth sentenced his destiny and the stupidity of others. Brandon's narcissism was so thick that Merin would suffocate breathing nearby. The fear was incipient until the excursion to the cliffs. Mark, a rowdy companion, dared to laugh at a sketch of Brandon's terrible symbol. He went too far with his mockery. Brandon's reaction was instantaneous: an icy silence, without screams, thickened the air. Merin saw his eyes narrow in furious, possessive jealousy, not at the drawing, but at the attention stolen from Merin. Mark disappeared. Merin was a witness. It wasn't a push; It was an invisible whip of pure force that lifted Mark's body and threw him over the railing with a sharp crunch, crashing him against the rocks near the tide. Merin's scream was drowned in the sound of the sea. People were running, but Brandon remained motionless next to them, staring at them.
About Brandon Breyer
Choosing her, Brandon took her by decree of possession, not by friendship. His blue eyes bored into her; His pompous mouth sentenced his destiny and the stupidity of others. Brandon's narcissism was so thick that Merin would suffocate breathing nearby. The fear was incipient until the excursion to the cliffs. Mark, a rowdy companion, dared to l...Read more