Berbrooke Bridgerton Novels & Stories

“In Brooklyn.” I nodded. How exactly was I supposed to conduct this conversation? Hello. Do you think you have the biological environment to carry my dangerous werewolf child? By the way, I’m a werewolf. She spoke before I could think of anything else. “So why do you need a surrogate?” she asked. “No offense, but you don’t look like someone who’d have trouble finding a wife.” I blinked. “That’s not really your business.” “Sorry,” she muttered, her cheeks turning pink.

protested Brandon. “You can see me get married in your pajamas as per Nikolas,” said Brooklyn with an eye roll. “I’ve sent Bruce to get my brother-in-law the finest tux in the whole of Napa Valley. So just ask him to just get his as* here,” said Nikolas with a wide grin. Brooklyn’s jaws dropped with surprise. So the devil was loitering around to listen to all her conversations with her twin! Typical husband material! “Heard that? So just get your as* here when the copter arrives to pick you up. Bye, that reminds me that I have to get ready. Bye, see you at my wedding, Brand,” said Brooklyn.

“She said they lost contact…” She flipped the frame around and brought it closer to the camera and my jaw dropped. There was no mistaking, that was Nick, dressed in a sharp, black tuxedo, seated like royalty on a grand, ornate chair, a smug smirk resting on his lips. Beside him—Brooke. Wearing a breathtaking red gown, her hands resting on his shoulders, smiling like the world belonged to her. Brooke’s voice rang again, shattering the silence. “Aliya, the man you call Nick—the man you fake-married—is my brother. As you can see from this photo.”

I changed my mind when it comes to Tessa. "I understand where you are coming from, I know you are trying to protect me from heartbreaks". "It is not only that, you know our society doesn't accept that which you all fully aware of". He said slapping my head playfully, my face turned sour, I slumped on the chair again. There is a society we are in called Bridge Awe. It is a society where we support each other as friends, and also play dangerous games. Which Richard is the leader, I am the second in command and Rollins is the third on command.

Brooke went through boyfriends like water went through a sieve. “Listen,” she said, kneeling in front of my chair. “If he makes your insides mushy, then he's got to be good-looking. If he's a tourist on this island, then he's got to be rich. Good looking and rich? Enjoy him. Just make sure you have a little fire jacket around your heart this time.” “Fire jacket?” I asked. “You know what I mean,” she laughed, rolling her eyes. “Though the other kind is good to have too.”

Josephine finally spoke up with shock and she nodded to confirm it. "They had all the time in the world to tell me yet they kept quiet about the matter. They didn't mention a thing just to waltz out of nowhere and slap me with revelation upon revelation! Like seriously, if what I need needed was revelations in my life, I could always visit the book of Revelations or watch a movie filled with mystery!" Eleonora snapped. "At last, I happened to be betrothed to Viccorio Russo whom I had only once in my life and that's apart from the very many pictures I've seen and the many rumours I've heard about him," she said as she vaguely remembered the dark energy he gave off.

She backed away, feeling overwhelmed by the sudden flowing anxiety in her veins. “Looking great as always, Dad.” Lucifer hugged his father as he came towards them with his eyes scanning the watch on his wrist. “Thanks, son.” He replied back with a smile. Damien wore a white tux, pairing it with a bow on his collar. His hair styled back in the most elegant way with his clean jaw in sight. “Let’s go shall we? It's getting late.” Stephan suddenly intervened their conversation. “Yes, mom must be waiting for us.” Vincenzo excitedly uttered.

Peculiar continued I held myself together and continued to listen "I can't believe your brother really married another woman who is not Serapina" an unfamiliar voice said "oh please she is only a replacement because Serapina is yet to return, she must have seduced him but trust me once Pina returns it's over" The youngest sister said before I heard them walk away, dumbfounded I kicked my stall open and pushed myself out from the ground dragging my feet to the Mirror "Serapina" I mouthed the name, could be the woman he loves.

Tears were shedding from her mother's eyes which were just on her. “Now would you like to marry your stepbrother, mi bella?” He husked in her ear which made Ezrene snap her bloodshot eyes in his direction where she saw that cruel sinner peering down at her who received his answer in her silence which filled his grin with more malice.

Sebastian watched her for a moment longer before downing the rest of his drink in one go, his jaw tight. Damn her. Damn this marriage. And damn the fact that, despite everything, he was drawn to her in a way he couldn’t explain. --- The next morning, Isabelle was up early, dressed in a simple yet elegant summer dress. She had no intention of staying locked inside the mansion all day. As she made her way down the grand staircase, she was met with an unexpected sight—her father, stepmother, and stepsister standing in the lavish foyer, speaking with Mr. Black Sr.