Briar U Series In Order Novels & Stories

Brian's POV. I have lost count since Wilson had injured my Millie and had vanished. But as far as I could tell hew as no where near the castle. And I was running low on human meat. I needed more. I would have to go hunting. I would have to leave Millie alone for a while but not for long. I got dressed since it was still snowing outside. I tucked Millie into bed and locked the door so she could be safe. She hasn't been feeling well but her leg was getting better. So I kissed on her on the forehead and headed out to hunt with my gun. I walked for a while before seeing ome human tracks in the snow. With my gun ready at hand I followed them. Before finding a man who was just wondering aroudn in

“I couldn’t. But she can breathe now.” Aerin studied the sleeping girl for a long moment. Then she smiled, faint and knowing. “That’s often enough to start.” Later, when the hearth burned low and the night settled into stillness, Briar sat by the window, watching the last remnants of the storm drift away. Somewhere far beyond the Stillroot, she felt it again—a pulse. Green. Steady. Alive. Not lost. Just not here yet. Briar folded her hands in her lap, heart pounding with quiet certainty.

Briar adjusts her strap, squares her shoulders, and points a finger at both of us like she’s issuing orders from a throne she never wanted. “I’ll be at the blacksmith,” she says. “You need me, you come. You don’t wait. You don’t ask permission.” Tessa nods fast. “We’ll visit. We’ll bring snacks.” Briar glares. “Don’t bring anything. People poison things here.” “I’ll bring… morally safe snacks,” Tessa offers. Briar’s mouth twitches like she’s fighting a smile and losing. Then she’s gone, escorted out by palace protocol, irritation worn like armor, happiness tucked underneath like contraband.

“And her concerns are well-founded.” Briar knew how to play the Pack like a fiddle. All honey and strategy. She had known since childhood that she was in the running to be Luna. My position in this school meant that she was never more than a stone’s throw away from power, and she had no intention of letting anyone stand in the way of that future. Least of all, someone like Nora Carver. A dragon. A mystery. A threat to everything that Briar had so carefully mapped out for herself and the Pack. “She’s manipulating you,” I said. “She made it sound like I’m being distracted, but what she means is I’m not distracted by her.”

"When will you learn to respect people?" Pointing at the door, I barked, "Get out!" He flinched, realizing he'd misread me. Mortified, he raised his hand to hit back. "Who do you think you are?" "Stop! What are you doing?" Lauren stormed in and pushed him away. "Is this how your dad raised you? You messed up and won't own it, and now you're raising a hand to a woman?" I watched, wiping my cheek. Colin glared at me and ran out.

Derrick teased huskily. "I-I know you b-believed I was-was someone el-else," Briar gasped in embarrassment as she snapped out of her thoughts. She remembered how his mistress looked at her in disgust. She was beautiful and... Briar wasn't on the same tier or even her sister's tier. "You-You couldn't poss-possibly want m-me." "What do you mean?" Only confusion and a hint of anger colored his tone, causing her break out of her throughts.

A small club called Claire Delune, fixed in the heart of the city, is the prime spot for gang lords, criminals, and dark characters alike. It is because of the clientele that I work here. They are the ones who can give me the intel I need to solve the biggest unsolved mystery in my life. Who or what killed my brother. My name is Briar Atwood, and I'm twenty-one years old. I'm an orphan who lost her parents at the precious age of two due to a car accident. After that, my brother, who was thirteen years older than me, became my caregiver and my only family despite only being in high school.

After reporting, the two men hurriedly left the tent. Briar looked unusually worn out, dark circles under his eyes, his face ashen and clearly more gaunt than before. He didn’t even notice when two people had entered the tent. Raina approached him with Gale still in her arms. Hearing footsteps, Briar assumed it was another report and closed his eyes wearily, pressing his fingers against his temples. Without looking up, he said weakly, “What now?” Raina walked to the seat opposite him, set Gale down on the chair beside her, and sat down herself. With a smile, she said, “Senior, you’re really busy, huh? Your junior sister came and you didn’t even spare a glance.”

Serafina Marazona The early morning sunlight spilled through the bedroom windows, painting long golden lines across the sheets. I remained where I was, staring at the ceiling without truly seeing it. Sleep had come in broken pieces throughout the night, interrupted by memories of locked doors, Cassandra’s questions, Vincenzo’s silence, and the promise I had made simply to survive. Now that I had made it back to the estate alive, another battle waited for me. I had given my word, and whether it had been made under threat or not, I had no intention of pretending it had never happened. If I wanted Vincenzo to treat me as something more than a frightened girl hidden behind his name, then I h

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