Bridget Jones's Diary Novels & Stories

A grunted and throaty laughter escaped her mouth causing her dad to glare at her from the rear mirror. "You are laughing." Ethan sneered. "No, I am not," Emma whispered, even though it sounded like a laugh, she had become a jester, from an A-straight student to a pregnant teen. "You better not be," Ethan growled, his eyes briefly met Camille. Was she angry at him? or disappointed?; she better not be, because he was not the one pregnant at fifteen. ***********

When I'm about one meter away from him, I make the pages of his notebook flip shut and he snaps his head up and spots me. I smile and take a seat next to him giving him a kiss on his cheek. "Did you do that?" He asks "Do what?" I tease with a smirk. He shifts closer to me and playfully stings my forehead. "I like your hair." He says smiling at me. "Thanks." "Alright everyone, take your seats." Our teacher says as he walks into class. Professor Brody. Everyone loves Brody, even though he can be strict and unreasonable sometimes. He's generally a sweet heart.

Get a cup of hot water, like what she always does whenever she feels restless. Then she opens a secret wooden box, and she found a book… she opens it, and starts reading… *** Inside the Book *** A heredity… Something that starts from the great grandpa of the one whose name is “Bridgette Arden”… It will not perish… It always happens… At the end of every quarter, a girl or even a boy to whom this book visits, will turn into a white furry dog in the midnight of that day until the sun rises. He or she will continue to transform into a dog for three days. The curse will continue and anyone who will know about it will die… “Bridgette Arden”… This girl is the only person who can break this curse. A

Bridget seemed to have come home early which was quite a surprise. Dinner was awfully quiet, everybody ate their food without uttering a single word, Ohhh it’s so peaceful minus their cackling voices, I wonder what happened?So I could repeat it again ;p. After wrapping up the rest of the chores, I go back to my room to prepare for tomorrow when the mother and daughter quietly crept up to my door. What now? “Yes ladies, do you need something?” I asked anxiously. “Do you recognise the girl on the front page of these magazines?” Bridget questioned hurling the current issues of Vogue, NYC Society, Cosmopolitan amongst others.

We went for the run, we passed through the long cut instead of the short cut, it nice running with them, it was fun we talked, I see Bridget has taken a liking to my brother. We went back to the dorm, we took turns to bathe, after one forty-five minutes, we were done. We went to the cafeteria for breakfast, the competition continues today. We ordered turkey with vegetables with coconut rice with juice, Bridget ordered an egg, salad, and milkshake while Annabel ordered Fish and salad with a milkshake. Bridget said she is on a diet because she wants to have a slim figure, damn I can’t be on diet, it like starving yourself to have that figure. We are waiting for James and Abigail, those love b

~Miss Pretty Seeing the first page of her diary made her cry. That was the time she started to write a diary about her feelings for Thyago. That was the time she started to foolishly fall for him. When she looked closely at the page, something suddenly took her attention when she saw a little note written below her notes. When she checked it, it was like a note so she read it. Dearest Miss Pretty: I have a confession to make. The very first time I saw that cute little girl named Bea, I know something strange tugged in my chest deep inside and maybe I'm not aware of it. She was so adorable, cute, shy, and smart.

Christina shook her head and took a sip on her iced coffee jelly. "Girls, you think this Jonathan guy is really handsome?" Bridget suddenly opened. "I don't know. Stefani said he is, but he's arrogant too..." Dianne commented, thinking back on what their dear friend just said moments ago. All of them paused for a moment. Their eyes then twinkled and they started to giggle as they whisper to each other. "Arrogant plus handsome? .... Time for some investigation, girls!" Everyone nodded in agreement as they pulled out their black sunglasses and auntie scarves from their bags.

Let it be her ridiculous obsession with books, her love for history, or her dreams to be a photographer that she'd had ever since she was a little girl. And Jacob Broder, the fucking asshole he was, always made her feelings of excitement change into the feelings of shame. He had demonstrated that perfectly well when he had put his fucking hands on her shoulders and basically shamed on her for expressing her excitement for the trip we were leaving for in about fifteen minutes. I had seen the embarrassment replace the ecstasy in her eyes, though the smile she had used on the outside to try to conceal what she had actually felt on the inside.

The blackmail and revenge for what he did to her and that didn't seem good, one bit. "Are you in a rough patch with Lexington?" Bridget asked, giving her daughter a tight smile. Daisy returned her smile and kept mute. So, Bridget continued. She dug a hand into her handbag and brought out her tablet. She flipped open the tablet’s protective case and started tapping at the screen. "There have been some pictures of the two of you together that looked promising." Her gaze was on the screen. "Then there is something else." She turned the tablet around to face Daisy. "Can you explain this to me, Is this a sister of his that I know nothing about?"

Joseph said confidently. I laughed. “Bridget is using her grandson to get votes in the election. She paid Jessica to ruin my good name. Do you think she wants to deal with someone who's no longer useful?” “You—” he protested. “You know I'm right. Bridget dumped me, her daughter-in-law, the mother of her grandchild. Do you think your position or Jessica's is more important than mine?” I scoffed. I pressed the button to close the elevator doors when Scott and Taylor were inside. I stared at the naive bodyguard until the doors closed. I took a deep breath to calm my pounding heart.