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posted by twilightlovie14
This time I will get the POV of Turner, Brook and Adam, along with Erik, Gabbie and me! This is a brutal chapter for me to write,so enjoy!

End of pt.7,Sarahs POV:"I must be going,too." dicho Adam, winking at me. Then, the two were gone.I looked at Erik.
"Don't worry, we won't be interrupted again tonight, Sarah." He smiled that sexy smile of his. I smiled back. He playfully sucked on my lips, and I let out a high-pitched, girly laugh. I bit his lip back, and he threw me to the floor, getting on parte superior, arriba of me. We laughed together, and it sounded like music.
Adams POV
I was going to see her, and we would be together again. I knew that Erik planned to come back to Sarahs house later, but I could not wait a moment longer.I knew that my kind outtershell fooled many, but not Erik and Turner. They knew everything about my past...almost. The one thing that the didn't know was that I had been in amor with this girl since I had seen her for the first time - when I saw her walking inicial from school, all alone... and I just happened to be there. I saw her face, and wished I could walk her home. But when i didn't, I had lost all hope. I never thought I would see her again, nontheless be WITH her. I know she likes me, and I just can't help myself. I needed to be with Gabbie. So I rang the door bell, hoping that she was the one who would answer the door that was keeping us apart...
Turners POV
God, I hope I don't scare her off. I really want her to be mine. It's almost like a sick obsession with how i feel around her. I feel...alive. I can't get her off of my mind. I think Brook is great: shes funny, shes sweet, but most of all, she was a hot young school girl. She was a good girl, but I don't think I would have much fun with someone that can't get loose. I knew she could. And I knew she would. I would make her loose. The best part is, I don't even think I would have to force her to. She definitely seems up for such a challenge...
Brooks POV
Oh my god! Turner was actually coming! i am so glad that I didn't come off as the desperate type. Then I would lose him, for sure. I think he was the hottest thing to walk this earth. I don't even know where to start. I had to play it cool, like I was exspecting them to come, like it was no big deal to me. But it was. That is the hard part about this. I am trying to be something I am not. But, I think he sees through it, and likes what he sees. At least, that's what it seemed like to me. In the middle of my thought train, the doorbell rang.
Gabbies POV
End of pt.7,Gabbies POV: She nodded with wide eyes and ran into the bathroom. Just then, the doorbell scared me.
I scrambled up, eager to see Adam again. I didn't exspect him to see me for a while. He seemed to be the kind of person that was always busy, having better things to do. But, then again, it was really late. I opened the door.
"Hi! It's so great to see tu guys again!" I said, grabbing a hold of Adams wrist, leading him in. Turner followed in behind Adam with a bright smile on his face. But I could tell he was looking for Brook. "Um, she's in the room at the left, down the hall, Turner. tu can go see what she is up to. Make yourselves comfortable." I said, turning back to Adam with a smile that I hope looked sweet. And with a warm smile of his own, he picked up my hand ans kissed it, maintaining eye contact with me the whole time.
"How are you?" He whispered in my ear when he hugged me.
"I'm great." yeah, now that he was here.
Eriks POV
I threw her to the ground,being sure not to hurt her, getting on parte superior, arriba of her. I had barely known her for a day, and she already made me crazy. There she was, under me, and I wouldn't let her go anywhere without me tonight, and I the same. I wanted her so badly, and I barely knew her. I couldn't live without her, and I knew so already. We have only been together for a few hours, and I was already initiating sex. We both wanted it, i was sure. But why take advantage of her already? I knew it wasn't right, but right now, I just didn't care. I needed her now, and I needed her badly. I kissed her everywhere. She moaned so loudly I thought that maybe I accidentally punched her in the gut. I stopped to look at her.
"Whats wrong?" I asked. She wrapped her long legs around me and pulled my camisa, camiseta off.
"Nothing, now." she said, her sweet, sensual laughter, Filling my eardrums with her sound of happieness. She rolled herself over me so she was on parte superior, arriba and took off her shirt, too. She put her knees on either side of my thighs, leaning down to kiss me on my neck, my chest, and all the way down to my pants. Slowly, she unzipped my pants and began to pull them off when my cell phone rang from inside my pants pocket.

OHH! OHH! What do tu think? I know that Gabbie and Brook didn't get much action in this one, but, don't worry, I assure tu that their times will come...!:)
posted by twilightlovie14
So, this is where the real plot is formed. This one is pretty long,too! My first one! I hope it will keep tu guessing...(not really sure how thats going to work out, but, again, i'll give it a try.)

End of pt.14, Eriks POV:I took my capa off the arm of the couch, along with Sarahs, and walked out the door, Sarah falling behind. I had to watch Sarah carefully now. I could tell that she was ready to pass out. I didn't blame her, though. She went through so much today. In fact, I had almost forgotten that we only met about ten to fifteen hours ago. Wow. What a day.
I grabbed Sarah for a goodnight...
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posted by twilightlovie14
Sarahs POV
Something was going on in here. I could feel it. Adam and Gabbie were on the couch, sitting very close, staring at us guiltily. I slowly walked around the couch, hand in hand with Erik, watching them as their eyes followed me. I glanced at Erik, and then walked to the basement stairs. As soon as I heard the basement door close behind me, I also heard movement and laughing from through the door. I just ignored it. I didn’t want to know. I tried to find the light switch in the pitch black room, skimming my hands along the wall. I tripped over the faulty step and went adelante, hacia adelante down...
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posted by twilightlovie14
"Kay,so this is going to be good for all three couples!" dicho my inner perv. So,here ya go!

End of pt.8, Eriks POV: She put her knees on either side of my thighs, leaning down to kiss me on my neck, my chest, and all the way down to my pants. Slowly, she unzipped my pants and began to pull them off when my cell phone rang from inside my pants pocket.
Sarah took the phone out of my pocket and checked the caller ID.
"Its Turner." She handed me the phone, which I swiped from her, hoping she wouldn't take it as an angery reaction to her. She looked sad, so I painted a smile on my face. She smiled...
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posted by brooki
"Where do people go when they die? Are tu a Heaven/hell type person?" He didn't think the pregunta was too out of line. Of course, he was feeling bold, having the most outrageous and spontaneous person laying siguiente to him in a field in Somewhere, The Middle of No Where, Some Place Else, United States of America.
"We don't go anywhere, squirt. We turn into stars. Explosive people might even turn into galaxies. o another sun that gives life to people on another planet people on earth will never discover. That's what I'd wanna be." Amazing. He'd failed at predicting her answer for the millionth...
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posted by brooki
No one understands themselves. We're all walking around confused and dazed, pretending we know all the answers. Everyone is a hypocrite. We have no right to condemn each other over the mistakes we make. Having a quirky fault is something to be proud of, not to hide from the world. Sometimes I wish I could unmask the people, as a whole, to it's emotional core. In my mind, people have several different layers. However unorthodox it may be to say this, I believe we're in our most knowing state as children. We are not born with these extra emotional layers carried around as baggage and masks. I...
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tu walked out of my life. Everything I've known for years and years vanished. My life would never be the same, I'd have to learn to live again. We all would. Learning how to mover on is like learning to walk again after a bad accident. tu know how, tu remember how, but that was how it used to be. This time, it's another game. The ways my life changed were remarkable, it was incredible and terrifying. o maybe not my life, maybe I just changed. Maybe it was something inside of me that wouldn't be the same.
Even though it was hard, I finally got to a point where I no longer had to struggle to...
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posted by brooki
"Really, what are tu wearing. tu look like an idiot," She was the best in her field - constructive criticism. The very last thing she would do would be to let her best friend out of the house looking like that.
"Dude, I look fine." Dude, no tu don't.
"Sorry but no. Just, no. Put on a black shirt, that seems to be the simplest thing for tu to do to fix that catastrophe." And shoes, don't even get her started on shoes.
Sam and Roxy had been best friends for years. Neighbors since they'd been in diapers. This was a usual morning routine. Sam would sometimes ask himself what he'd do without her,...
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posted by xIXIxRSBxIXIx
You're my friend and that is true
But these words are dado from me to you,

We went through moments that were good and bad
Even moments that were happy and sad,

Whenever you're sad o even in tears
I'll stick por tu when your in fear,

I'll be there when tu need a hand
o someone to listen and understand,

Words can't explain how much I'm grateful
For your friendship I will be forever thankful

Miles away can't keep us apart
Because you'll always be there right in my heart


Short and Sweet!
Hope tu like it!!!


Love,
Resha
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posted by twilightlovie14
Ok, so Brooki and I were at a bit of a disagreement with where Lustful was going: I wanted there to be a Stelena, but she didn't. So, I took it upon myself to write a story for Stelena (don't worry, Damon will not be forgotten!)!
I have a name for it already, and I will be posting it soon! The Terrible Triangle. What do tu think? Too cheesy? Let me know what tu think about it, cause I can;t wait to get started!
If tu have better name suggestions for me, comment!

Here is a preview!:

I got out of the car and locked my door, nervious and embarassed for being late...for our anniversary. I raced up the steps and knocked on the door. No one answered, so I turned the knob; the door was open. I walked in to hear a loud crash coming from the kitchen. I ran to the cocina to see Damon and Stefan arguing - again."

Come to my fanfic to read it! Comment!!!
posted by brooki
This one is shorter and not as well-written as the others, just bare with me until the siguiente chapter ;)


Damon’s POV
I walked into the bar somewhere in the middle of no where. It wasn’t busy, basically what I suspected to be the ‘regulars’. I’d been driving all día and this was my first stop. I went up to the bar.
“A beer, please, sir,” I dicho to the old man with a white beard. His cold, dark, blue eyes took me in for a few segundos and then nodded.
“Can tu tell me where I am?” I asked as he handed me the ice cold drink.
“My, you’ve made it all the way to the mountains of North...
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posted by brooki
Lustful

Elena rocked back and forth on the cama with her knees at her chest, lovingly watching Damon. She was still caught up in the moment, but she knew that when this feeling passed, the guilt would be back. It wasn’t the first time she’d done this to Stefan. He had no idea where she was every night, and Elena thought he had no right to know. As far as Stefan and the public were concerned, they were the perfect high school couple who would end up marrying one day. No one knew of Elena’s naughty secrets with Damon Salvatore. She loved Stefan, she truly did. But there was something missing,...
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posted by brooki
I stared out the train window with Damon’s hand gripped on mine. A lot had changed since the night he changed me, but our amor stayed the same. We were now on the way to wherever life took us, and I knew that we were strong enough to make it through. All of the fears from my past were gone and Stefan had met his dream girl, fallen in love, and left Mystic Falls for California. Before we’d left, we’d made sure that we were avoiding the West coast. Jeremy was now old enough to take care of himself, go to college, find a job, marry, have kids. Of course I was worried about leaving him, but...
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I watched out my window as the rain poured from the sky. "The ángeles are cry," Mom used to say.
Nothing seemed to be going right. Yes, I know I have a lot to be grateful for. But there's always that craving for something tu can't have. I wanted my life back, with John and Carrie.
The toritial downpour seemed to fit my mood, bringing with it más memories of home.
I'd woken earlier than necessary for my first día at Beaufort High School, which was probably a bad idea, since I tried not to leave myself any extra time for thinking. The palm trees that lined our road swayed with the wind as the rain...
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posted by twilightlovie14
So, From now on, I will only be posting on my fanfic instead of Brooks, because I unlazied for two minutos and thought that I should get that done so there would be no más confusion! Wow, that was a long sentence. BTW, this is the last time I will post on Brooks fanfic. This articulo is up on my fanfic, too, though. Enjoy!

End of pt.17, Eriks POV: We walked into the front room, and I held my nose to avoid the smell that I knew intoxicated the home. I knew what I was going to see, but when I did, I realized that I wasn't prepared for what I was about to witness.
The stench of bloody was everywhere,...
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