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Find Myself In You	By : SensationalK Category: A through F > Black Dagger Brotherhood Views: 3825 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own, the Black Dagger Brotherhood Series, all rights go to the Warden. I do not make any money from it.

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SensationalK is back!!
Yeah!!!
Okay, I took away Summer Loving Had Me A Blast from the Twilight Section. I have to revive it due to me stumbling and seeing that AFF jumbled the words together! Argghh… And I’m way to lazy to do it right now!
Psst....The Black Dagger Brotherhood is a better series any way. J
That’s why I had to write this fan fiction!
Though, I wrote and finished story before Tohrment’s book was finished. (I was petrified that the mighty Warden was going to put Layla and Tohrment together, THANK GOD, she didn’t! No’One and Tohrment rock together, I sort of cried near the end.....)
So this is my mix of the Black Dagger Brothers. I know you’re going to yell at me as why I made them human! But I had too; I have another fandom coming soon with their original genes! Hehe! The characters are going to be a little OOC, but their human now they didn’t have to go threw the fucked up lives before they met their shellans.
I kept some things the same....Ack!
I’m babbling! Just read it! Please Rate and Review! I need it! I live of it! It’s my blood that I need to drink from!!

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“Fuck! No No No!” Janelle Landry was going to into full panic.
This couldn’t be happening to her, this had never happened to her, she felt so dumb getting herself into this situation. She ripped the kitchen draws open searching for what she could use, but finding nothing. She turned around leaning against the kitchen drawers and countertop, her heart beat was rapid, her stomach turning inside out; she felt like she about to throw up.
She wanted to cry.
She had run out of flour…
And she still had to make a batch of cookies.
Janelle looked out her window, and it was snowing hard. Hell, no, she was so not going to even attempt to drive to Wal-Mart in this weather. Sighing, she felt defeated, there weren’t going to be cookies for this evening. Damn, she had a craving for some chocolate chip cookies too. She was just about to mope and go into full pout mode when it suddenly hit her.
“Thank Fuck, I live in apartment complex!” she hollered and cheered, someone on her floor had to have some flour stored somewhere.
Janelle had only moved to the Commodore a couple on months ago Vin diPrietro, the owner and builder of her apartment complex, was a good friend of hers. He had told her to come closer to town to be in the city instead so far out of the city in the rural country. He had repeatedly called her and left the apartment open losing money in the process until she couldn’t refuse and caved in.
Though the move just came about right; a couple of months ago she had nasty break up with her ex and the idiot had some stalker tendencies always driving by her house and parking across the street to watch her. She felt a little unsafe in her old home. She also had a bunch of patients living in the city; Janelle worked as a midwife and sometimes babysitter; her patients often called her at odd times of the day and night so being in the city instead of 20 miles out was way better for her to reach to her patients.
She hadn’t able to talk all of her floor mates, but the ones she did meet in the elevator she had talked too, like Beth and Mary. She found out from them two that the whole floor that she was on was related. All of men on her floor were brothers, 8 god damn kids with all different fathers except the twins Zsadist and Phury and the fraternal twins Vishous and Payne. Jesus, their Mother had seriously loved the men in Caldwell and she had chosen got damn good men to help supply her gene pool. Jesus those men were gorgeous bunch of brothers with wicked names.
From Beth, Janelle knew the whole apartment complex had more family members living here since V’s sister Payne lived upstairs with her husband Manuel Manello, Beth’s little brother John was sharing an apartment with his two best friends Qhuinn and Blaylock, Bella’s older brother Rehvenge had the penthouse that where lived with his wife, Ehlena, who was also a patient of hers.
Ehlena was a few weeks away from giving birth. She had decided on a home birth and after hearing, probably from Beth, that Janelle was a midwife; she had approached her and asked her if she could deliver her son.
Janelle was also living in Beth’s father’s old home; the man had sadly died a few years back of a heart attack. Janelle didn’t really feel comfortable living in a dead man’s apartment, but knowing Vin he’d probably did this on purpose knowing so many men lived on her floor. The man had an over-protective brother complex.
Grabbing two cups from her cupboard, Janelle headed towards her door, opening it and stuck her head out. With a sigh she mumbled to herself, “Now which apartment was Beth’s” she looked at the eight doors that were closed, she tapped her lips and walked out across the floor.
She hated talking to people she didn’t know, maybe she’ll get lucky or something and Beth would answer the door. She rang the door bell, her heart thumping, looking around the down the hall and then the other side, nervous. She was about to leave when nobody answered the door, but then her ears picked up heavy footsteps on the other side of the door she was in front.
The door swung open, and Janelle was momentarily stunned. She took in the slight before her, her whole face turned red including her ears. It was the Adonis known as Rhage that stood in front of her with his shirt off and his sweat pants that hung very…very low on his hips.
Janelle looked away, trying to compose herself, “I want to ask if you had some flour for me?” she cursed mentally her voice as it went three octaves higher then normal.
Rhage gave her smile that could have dazzled anyone and with the deepest sexiest voice she has never heard, “Sure, how much?” he asked.
Janelle handed him two mugs in her hand. “Those would be enough,” she answered him, her voice cracking; she coughed to clear her throat, God, she wanted to melt with the floor beneath her feet.
“Come on in,” Rhage nicked his head toward inside of the apartment; she followed him down the hallway into the kitchen passing the empty living room.
“Where is Mary?” she asked. She had met Mary the same day as Beth. Janelle, Beth and Mary had been over Janelle’s to have coffee. Janelle had been nosy about her neighbours and had invited them; she sort of struck up a nice friendship with Mary and Beth.
Rhage answered her as he opened the kitchen cabinet and reached up to get the metal box that had flour printed on it, “She’s at the Safe House with Marissa and Beth,” as he was about to dip her cups into the box, he stopped.
“You know what, Mary doesn’t really bake much and I only use it when I have a taste for fried chicken. How about you just take it, use it up and then give us the box back,” he turned to her and handed her the box.
Janelle smiled at him, “Thank You!” Janelle happily started to bounce down the hall to her door, when a thought suddenly struck her.
“What are you and you’re family doing for Thanksgiving”, she asked before she went into her apartment and Rhage closed his door, “Usually we all would just go out to eat” he answered.
That would not do.
“If you guys want you guys could come to me for Thanksgiving. I wouldn’t mind having to cook for all of you. I love cooking and baking,” she smiled at him, jiggling the boy in her hand to make her point come across.
Rhage raised an eyebrow, “We are a lot of people, I don’t know if you can cook for that many” he chuckled.
Janelle shot him a look, “I’m the oldest and only girl out of nine boys. My parents were hard workers and never at home, so I had to cook and clean for nine boys and then another fives cousins that lived down the street,” Janelle nodded her head proudly as Rhage gave a surprised looked.
“Well, I have nothing against it. I could use some real soul food. I’ll ask the others this evening,” he winked at her and then closed the door.
Janelle stepped giddily into her apartment and headed over to her kitchen, and started to bake her heart out.
The cookies were starting to cool when her doorbell rang. She answered her door to find Zsadist and Nalla before her, Janelle opened her arms and the Father handed his daughter with precious care like she was going to break into her arms.
“Thank you, again, Janelle” he said to her.
“Nothing to be thankful for, Zsadist, I love taking care of Nalla. Right, sweetheart,” Janelle smiled and kissed the four year old cheek’s, who giggled and nodded.
“Right, Daddy,” she answered. Nalla was already dressed in her Hello Kitty night gown, her yellow eyes darkening from being a little sleepy.
Janelle thanked Beth again for this job. Beth had introduced her to Bella and Nalla while strolling through Target. Janelle had instantly pulled to the little girl sitting the cart playing with her dolls. Beth had said something about Janelle being a professional Babysitter and then the ball started rolling after that. Over the last few months, Janelle took Nalla mostly on the weekends or weekdays on her off call days when Bella had to work longer and Z was on shift.
“You adults have fun tonight, and say Hi to Bella for me,” Janelle spoke to Zsadist, she shooed him off towards the elevator. Janelle knew that the Dagger Brothers were all going out with their wives tonight. It took a lot of moaning and whining from the females to get their men off the same night and take them out together.
“Cookies!” Nalla hollered as she smelled the fresh batch, it wasn’t a couple of minutes later when her door bell ran again.
“It’s open!” she hollered as she handed Nalla a plastic up filled with cold milk, she heard heavy footsteps enter her house.
John, Blay and Qhuinn walked into her open kitchen and living room. Quhinn was carrying a case of Coke and Blay was holding a bag filled with chips, and John held three movies in his hand.
“You guys make yourself comfortable, I’ll put little sleepy head to bed,” Janelle picked up Nalla from the counter, her cookie half eaten the poor thing was sitting and sleeping. Heading to her bedroom, Janelle laid the little thing on her bed, tucked her in. Janelle smiled at the slight of the multicoloured curls fanning out on her bed, and little cherub face sleeping.
“Goodnight, sweetheart,” Janelle murmured leaning down to kiss Nalla on the cheek before stepping out of the room.
She smiled at her boys were arguing over which movie was first. John, Blay and Qhuinn were younger than her all three of them 23 and her 28. They had met the day that she had moved in; they had been so sweet to help her carry her boxes from the U-haul to her apartment turning her planned four hour move into an hour and a half move. They gotten really close, they shared the same interests in today’s views also Janelle saw them as her little brothers, her real brothers Daryl, Lamar and Richard were around the same age as John, Qhuinn and Blay, and they reminded her so much of them .
A little home away from home.
“Just choose one, fools!” Janelle shook her head; Qhuinn snatched a DVD from Blay’s hand, and went to the surround system to put in the movie. As always, it was another horror movie because, well, those boys had a sadistic side to them and loved watching Janelle hide under covers like a little girl, and laugh about it.
There was a whistle, Janelle turned the head to the source, ‘I tried to get a chick flick for you, but I was over ruled,’ John signed to her.
Janelle had to laugh, she leaned down and patted his cheek, “You’re a sweetheart, sugar,” she flopped down next to John and took his arm and wrapped it over her shoulders and spread the covers over them both. It turned to be a scary Zombie movie, which Janelle absolutely hated.
At the end of the movie, Janelle was under the covers, and refusing to peek.
“Janelle, it’s over,” Qhuinn laughed.
“No! You’ll probably put the damn thing back to the scene were the dude gets eaten, I’m not coming out!” she hollered from under the covers. Blay laughed this time, and John’s big hand rubbed her back in comfort.
“Well it looks like you’re blowing John from here,” Quhinn laughed out, Janelle growled.
“So what if I was! It’s better than watch people get eaten!” she pouted, her head was leaning on John’s stomach under the covers, as she looked down to his crotch she blushed. She did have to say she was dangerously close to it. If the outline was correct, John was packing some big ass heat.
The room broke into full laughter and Janelle got curious, and pulled the covers from her head. She looked at John and found that his ears were bright red; her statement caused him to blush so hard that his ears turned red.
How cute!
“Oh John!” she pulled the young man into her arms and held him tight, as his blush receded; Janelle moved from John and got up on her couch.
“Anyway, John, want you ask you about Rehvenge’s niece, how is that going?” Janelle asked the poor thing about his true love Xhex. That boy was so madly in love with that woman, that it made her heart hurt.
As the boy’s shoulder drop, Janelle felt like an ass, “Don’t worry, sweetheart, once she drops the ‘Ohh…Woo me’ act, she’ll see what’s in front of her” Janelle grabbed the boys shoulder and squeezed.
Janelle looked over to Blay shot him a look, he looked away. Janelle had two brothers that were gay, Frances and Luke, so she knew the signs and spoke Blay on it also about the googly eyes he’s been given Qhuinn. Hell, Janelle was never wrong about her instincts that Qhuinn would not turn down his best friends affections. They’ve been out together, and when a young woman would try to mack on Blay, Qhuinn would steal that girl but only too keep her away from his Blay.
Janelle was keen in such things, she grew up being a part time Mother to nine younger brothers and five cousins that live next house over she sensed those kinds of things. “Any one wants Chocolate cake?” she smiled at different eyes beamed at her. As the cake was cut and passed around, the boys got even with her and love life.
“So, Janelle got a man in your life?” Qhuinn smirked at her eyebrows raised.
Janelle shook her head, “Hell Naw! I don’t have the time nor the energy to keep up with a man,” she rolled her eyes towards given him a little playful attitude.
“Why not? You look like a girl that needs to get some every once and a while?” Qhuinn countered back rolling his neck and waving a finger at her.
Janelle laughed, “Please, honey, I got my friend named Vi in the back, so far that’s all the man I need,” she pointed to the bed room. Blay started to laugh hard, John’s shoulders vibrated telling her that he was laughing also.
“Hell, Janelle, you could have so many men? Have you seen yourself in the mirror?” Blay spoke to her, Janelle’s eyebrow scrunched up together.
“I’m average looking gal, sweetheart, nothing special,” she spoke.
John whipped his head around and started to sign, ‘Are you fucking crazy! You’re freaking hot!’ he signed rapidly.
Janelle laughed, putting her chocolate cake to the side, she lifted her shirt and grabbed her pudgy stomach, giggled it, “Hello, defiantly not a supermodel,” she slapped it and watch it giggle again.
The boys laughed once again,” Supermodels are overrated, men want something to grab onto and be able to pound into without something breaking. Janelle, you have Boom Boom BOOM!” Quhinn got up on his knees, and with each boom, he held his hands over his chest, hips and ass.
“True, you defiantly have an ass.” Blay nodded, Janelle started laughing so hard that tears started running her face.
They talked quite a bit when there was a knock on her door, Janelle got up to answer the door either some crazy manic try to kill her was at the door this time of night or Zsadist was there to pick up his sleeping daughter. She peeked through the peephole, and opened it. Rhage was standing at the door with Zsadist and Phury.
“She’s in the bedroom. She didn’t even last ten minutes,” Janelle moved out the way for Zsadist, he greeted the boys and headed into her bed room, and came seconds back out with Nalla in his arms.
“Thanks for watching over her” Zsadist spoke to her; Janelle waved her hand as she blushed.
“Stop thanking me, Zsadist, I love watching over Nalla, awake or asleep she’s an angel.”
“What’s up fellas?” Rhage waved a hand towards the boys in the back that were lounging on Janelle’s couch.
“We talked about Thanksgiving at dinner the family agreed, Janelle, but if only we bring something also,” Rhage turned to look at her.
“Thanksgiving at Janelle, Hells Yeah!” Qhuinn high-fived his best friends. “Wait until you taste this girl’s Southern Fried chicken, Rhage, I have to say she’s makes better fried chicken than you,” Qhuinn nodded his head towards Janelle, who’s chest just inflated with her ego.
“Well see,” Rhage winked at her, Janelle’s whole face lit up.
As the men headed out, the boys followed after cleaning up their mess, which was so sweet of them. They got the batch of cookies to share. She showed them of the door and wished them a goodnight. It was close to three in the morning, and tomorrow was a Sunday. She could have stay up a little more, but Janelle decided that her comfy bed was more of her taste. After changing she fell into her bed, and slept peacefully.
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