Berbrooke Bridgerton Novels & Stories

“Because I can’t seem to stay away from you.” Her breath caught. He took another step closer. Too close. The air thickened between them—warm and charged. “Dante…” she whispered again. His hand lifted, almost touching her face—almost—when the door burst open. “Mr. Valerio,” a security officer said urgently, “we have a situation.” Dante froze. Amara straightened. “What happened?” Dante asked sharply. The guard’s expression was grim. “There’s been a breach at the penthouse.”

I’ve never been here before, but Brooke described it really well when she was in Summervale over the weekend. Things have been pretty crazy on that front lately- Brooke, one of my closest friends from high school, is my brother’s mate! I did not see that one coming, but I can’t say I’m disappointed. The two of them actually seem great together, and Brooke will be even more like a sister to me now. She’s promised that I’m going to love it up here at the complex, so I’m holding her to it…

Stacy raised her eyebrows in shock, not expecting Brooklyn to have a backbone. "Who do you think you are, you bitch," Stacy scowled. "According to you I'm someone who has been kicked out and is now living with people that hate her," Brooklyn said with a shrug. "But just so you know for future reference, I'm Brooke, it's been lovely to meet you, but you my pizza is more important than you and currently it's going cold." Brooklyn smiled brightly and took a bite of her pizza. "Also, I think Violet wants her seat. So can you move along?"

What does she even think about herself. I saw my other phone beeping, says Samuel is calling me. "Yes Samuel. That was too fast. I just called you half an hour ago. You've got anything?" I answered with a smile. "Yes. There's not much to know about her. I mean not much to find about her" he said. "What?" I asked not understanding what he said. "Daniel, she is Roger Brook and Sophia Brook's daughter" he said. "The business man who died almost 2 months ago?" I asked.

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.”

she grumbled. Vanessa exchanged glances with me and we burst into laughter while Brooke grumbled some more. "Sorry Brooke. It's not my fault they look nice," I said between laughs. "Well, Brooke isn't completely wrong," Vanny put in. I raised an eyebrow in question. "Let me explain," Brooke said. "Unfortunately, I can't remember the names of the security guy, the gardener and the cleaner but they both look good though the gateman looks like he could have a family. Your cook, what did you say her name is again? Your cook is very lovely. In fact, she's beautiful and also looks like a married woman. If her husband is as fine as she is, then her children must be drop dead gorgeous."

"She just married an old man, So you don't have to worry about her. Let's prepare well for this Banquet." "Let's go in and not keep the doctor waiting" Helen dragged Lillian with her into the hospital. After about an Hour of driving, Several cars stopped after they got into the Villa. "Miss we are here" Delano announced from the front seat. "Ok. What about Brother, Is he at home?" Amelia asked but Delano shook his head. "Sir hasn't gotten home yet but you will see him soon" Delano assured her, while opening the door for her to get down

“Keep me posted if there are any updates.” Mason was the wealthiest man in Brookesville. Now that both his wife and daughter went missing, the authorities were particularly worked up. They dispatched more than a dozen police cars to Fernbrook Hill. … Fernbrook Hill hugged the ocean and its terrain was complicated. Following the navigation app on her phone, Zoe drove the black Bentley deep into the hills and made countless turns before she stopped at the side of the road. At that moment, she heard a lady’s voice from her phone.

My blood ran cold. I turned slowly. Emma Brookes stood beneath a flickering streetlight, flawless as ever. Perfect hair. Perfect makeup. Perfect smile. Predatory eyes. “I’ve been looking for you,” she said sweetly. My pulse roared in my ears. “Then you should look somewhere else,” I replied flatly. She tilted her head. “You’ve grown bolder.” “I had good motivation.” Her lips curved. “You mean my fiancé?” Anger surged through me. “Keep his name out of your mouth.”

Within weeks, just weeks, they've gone ahead with wedding plans? Kimberley stood there in her dress, smiling smugly, standing next to Kelvin, it made me feel sick. I feel like spitting on their faces. Bunch of betrayals. My leg went weak, too weak to hold me up any longer, I sank onto the couch, My gaze fixated on the screen, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the screen, watching them all, Liana, stood beside them, grinning like she had won some lottery.