Book Review My Brilliant Friend Novels & Stories

“ It's my pleasure, Mira. I'd never cease being grateful to the creator for giving me an Angel, who's super beautiful and unique. I love you more, Babe. ” “ Gold is good, diamonds are much more preferred but I'll choose you over and over again rather than them! ” “ Jose, you and you alone are my Best friend and definitely the only one I have and need! ” “ So is that a book title revealed? ” He chuckled at the realization. “ Yeah. My newest novel is titled, My Best Friend : He's the one I have. ” “ Oh wow. I bet it's all about me. ” “ You don't have to be so smug. ”

I opened the book and started reading. I don't really know why I bought this book, I just wanted to share my thoughts with something. I'm not really good at sharing things to people so why not a book. But now that my best friend sister approached me last night, she told me she likes me. No girl has ever told me that before. All the girls I knew only likes my face and what I'm capable of doing. You may be wondering why I go around sleeping around. I couldn't really find a girl that likes me me, I thought I could never be honestly liked by someone.

Maybe it was something more. But then I remembered everything. His cruel comment about how I was “having fun” with others. His superior gaze. His silence where there should’ve been apologies. Dante looked at me, realizing what was happening. The difference between Dante and Bright was that Dante was more mature. While Dante wanted to be my friend, Bright played revenge games. I decided to keep walking. I passed Bright with my head held high and didn’t stop, though I felt his presence burning like fire beside me. I didn’t look at him. I couldn’t. If I did, maybe I would’ve broken, and I didn’t have many pieces left to gather.

I'd thought Debra would side with me, see the truth behind my words, but it seemed like, with the others, that she was blinded and was practically seeing the good in Smart, which would paint me as the bad guy who doesn't want to move on. Biting my lip, I closed my eyes as she continued talking about how important it was for me to get as much help from people as I could, emphasizing the story about an enemy who became a best friend. “Not that I'm hoping you two would be BFF or anything.” She chuckled, but I didn't do the same. I didn't see what was funny in what she said. “Jay's here. I gotta run.” I disconnected before she could say anything, pissed at my best friend. When I called her, I th

My vision blurred, the edges of the room turning a fuzzy, bruised purple. "Hey! Let him go!" The front door didn't just open; it exploded inward. The pressure on my throat vanished. I slumped to the floor, gasping, my hands flying to my neck. Through the tears stinging my eyes, I saw him. Ignatius. He didn't look like a savior. He looked like an omen. His tailored black overcoat caught the hallway light, casting a long, sharp shadow that cut across the wreckage of my home. He was Leo’s best friend, the man my brother spoke of with a mix of awe and fear.

When they reached the kitchen, Lily finally let go of her hand and threw open the pantry door with dramatic flair. “Guess what I still keep stocked just for you?” she announced, her eyes sparkling. She pulled out a bright red bag of kettle-cooked salt and vinegar chips. Maya’s jaw dropped. Then she let out a shaky laugh that turned into a sound halfway between a giggle and a sob. Her hand flew up to her chest as she felt tears sting her eyes. “Lily… you didn’t have to…” she whispered, her voice trembling. Lily stepped forward, serious now, and hugged her again. “Of course I did,” she said firmly. “I missed my best friend. You’re the only person in the world who would finish these with me wit

I only felt a dense, throbbing pain spreading from my chest outward. Everything in front of me became blurry, and I suddenly lost consciousness. When I woke up again, bright lights were blinding me, and the air was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant. "Hailey, you're awake." My best friend, Jane, was beside me, helping me sit up. "How do you feel?" I sensed a moment of hesitation in Jane's voice. "What happened to me?"

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But the way the man before me is looking at me is trying to tell me otherwise. "I know all of Miss Addams' friends." He enlightens. Oh, that’s why. "And you’re not one of them. That plus she doesn’t keep male friends." Hearing that brings a smile to my face. I must be insane. "Except Asher." And my smile drops just like that. "Is that why you let him in so easily?" I don’t know when the words leave my mouth and he stares at me weirdly. "What?" "Nothing. I’m a new friend of Brynn. It’s why she invited me to the party last month."

That jet, Serena Vale, had been my eighteenth-birthday gift. And yesterday, my childhood friend Daniel borrowed it. Thinking I must be seeing things, I pushed through the crowd to take a closer look. I pulled aside the gaudy decorations on the tail, only to find the initials my mother had carved there herself had been scratched almost beyond recognition. Clara, in a brand-new white dress and wearing a smug smile, strutted toward me with a flock of girls trailing behind. She lifted her chin, squinting at me. "Serena? You're here too? I wasn't planning on showing off like this, but my boyfriend insisted the first day of school had to come with a surprise."