Brianna Buttowski Novels & Stories

she said, her voice echoing through the speakers. "I just wanted to share something really interesting I learned today. About our lovely student Vianne Howard." Bianca's eyes found mine across the gym. "See, I did some digging. Made some calls. And I found out something fascinating about her mother." My blood went cold. "Turns out Briar Howard has quite the history. Want to know what she does for a living?" Bianca's smile was vicious. "She's a con artist. A scammer…" The gym had gone completely silent. Everyone was staring at me now. Phones were definitely recording.

"No doubt we will be seeing quite a bit of each other." "It’s a pleasure to meet you," Brianna dutifully answered. "May I say you look stunning?" "Every head turned when you walked in." In Elmo’s direction, Brianna wanted to point out but instead she murmured her thanks. "This is my wife, Bonita..." Evaristo said cheerfully, sliding an arm around his wife’s tiny waist as she came over. "You're looking stunning too—though so should you, darling," he teased good-naturedly, "with the amount of time you spent at the parlor today!" Bonita, this is Brianna Elmo’s new personal assistant! And from the tiny nervous dart in Bonita’s eye, from her polite response, and from the kiss on Brianna’s cheek,

he declared, grinding his teeth angrily. "Daughter, I'm with you 100%!" Rosita wholeheartedly supported her stepdaughter's decision. Jack looked at Briana. "Sis, you will always have my support!" "Thank you so much, guys!" Briana said, teary-eyed. "Um, guys, can you call Bodhi for me and inform him that I want to talk to him this morning?" she requested. "I have his number," Jack said. "Do you want me to call him right now?"

They were beaming like crazy and it was contagious. After half an hour, Mike Trivino finally arrived at our table, his date following him behind. “Hey. I believe you already met Brianna”, he informed us. H.ell no! Brianna was wearing a pink strapless mini dress that it was so tight, it seemed that it was sewed on her. She is actually pretty, but it is very hard to tell under that heavy makeup and fake eyelashes. “Hello Hank. Hi Matt”, she practically purred, completely ignoring Michelle and me. Which is pretty stupid, considering that, in the past, she asked us to help her get a job for her sister where we work.

Alpha’s son pushed past me rather harshly and gripped Shay's arm roughly. “What the hell are you doing here,” he said angrily. “Let go of my hand and I came out with my friends to have fun,” she snapped, tugging at her hand. “Where’s the card,” he growled. She tugged at her hand obviously being hurt. “Erik, let go,” Brianna defended her best friend but he growled at her and she cowered back. Brianna was a beta wolf, all of the girls were beta wolves so they were no match against an alpha.

Horrified by the thought that she’d let a stranger cuddle her, she shot up and scrambled backward. “Who are you?” she questioned—“What did you do to me?”—wary of any person who came near her. “Grayson Walker.” He stood from his crouching position and reached out a hand. “Sheriff of Silvercreek. You passed out when you saw me. I knew I had an effect on women, but I’ve never known them to faint on site.” Bree stood up without his help and brushed the seat of her pants. “Brianna Stone.” She reached out to shake his hand. “I’m sorry I’ve been having these intense headaches, but this is the first time I fainted.”

NATHALIE’S POV - I couldn’t take my smile off Brianna the whole time she was getting her hair done, while her make-up was done and now Amy – Brianna’s seamstress and stylist – was fixing her gown. It’s her day now as well as the BriW company. It is on this very day they celebrate their birthday.. It turns out that Sir Calix had also hired a trusted photographer team for Brianna, who was going to take photos of every angle of all her preparations, all the way until we got to the venue.

“Absolutely not. You’re not going anywhere near that woman.” I blinked at her. “You don’t even know her.” Oma smiles, this smile that hints she definitely knows her more than I do and it just clicks that obviously she would. She was literally sent by Sasha to shadow me so it’s possible she’d know the real Katya... “She is Katya Morozova. Her family operates the ammunitions sector of the Brtava, Jo. She definitely knows how to use weapons that could kill you.” My heart stutters from the bluntness of her words. “Please... I’ll only feel at ease if I get answers from her. I need to know how she knows I’m here.”

she laughed. “But I loved you, I did everything you wanted, I even fought my father for you…you were the lady with Allen in the club,” I cried. “How could you?” “I am sorry…” she said, her voice dripping in mockery. “I was ahead of you, did you think that you could dump me after giving you a son?” Allen moved the phone away. “Mike, I really wanted you to see me take over The Rodriguez's group, but Maria is just being a bitch right now…and you are not cooperating, I can't let you destroy all my years of efforts…Goodnight Mike,” he said cutting the call.

Brea grabbed the step stool Joy kept behind the counter so that all five-feet-nothing of her could reach the top shelf of the products they sold, climbed on the top rung, and cleared her throat. Instantly, the room fell silent. “I’m Brea Bell and I’ll be making this one and only statement. I won’t be taking any questions afterward, so please listen carefully. As you know, Cutter Bryant is my fiancé. We’ve already discussed his recent time in California protecting Shealyn West. I know the story beyond the salacious gossip and I’m satisfied with his explanation. We will be pressing forward with our wedding. We hope you understand our desire for privacy as we look forward to our future. That’s