Bright Young Women Book Novels & Stories

Being alive is not luck but natural intellectual survival skill CHAPTER ONE – ROAD TO RIYA The meeting was stated for 6pm and it was already 6:15pm yet Roxanne walked on comfortably down the busy street with no intention of hurrying down there clearly because she knew that the members of the youth group were born late comers–on the streets eyes stared at her, she was used to it already, it was not the first time, a lot of times guys have reminded her of how beautiful she was. Roxanne was a light skinned girl, so you would easily notice her complexion from the distance then her beauty throws men off guard but she never cared, Roxanne was an intelligent introvert who avoided people, she had ve

But Lara did… and it hurt her more than what he did to her three years back. Since she was left alone by Christophe and Francine, she went off to explore after dinner, wandering through beautifully furnished and decorated reception rooms that were lifeless. Lara was delighted to come upon a library and, locating the English section, selected ‘Jane Eyre’, her favorite. She hadn’t read it for several years. But Charlotte Brontë failed her for the very first time. Lara found it impossible to concentrate. Standing up again, she cast the book aside and stepped through the curtains to open the French windows that featured in virtually every room. She walked along the terrace. As Lara passed by ope

Truly, she is an oddball that still seems to fit in and blend with everyone. She is different. She is unlike any other. Yes indeed, Yulia Don Brook is anything but normal. But then again, no matter how strong she is, no matter how helpful she is, no matter how bright she shines and how good she is to others— she is still naive. She may be as bright as the sun but she doesn’t know the darkness that lurks behind the light, she isn’t aware of the shadows that swirl behind her and is just waiting for the right time and opportunity to strike. She isn’t aware of the dangers that the world presents to someone as bright as her. She isn’t aware of the corruption that lies beyond her, readying themsel

' Just because she's a library Prefect doesn't give her the right to bully me ' Back to Present The book was titled ' Hero ' , for a normal person it sounded Cliche and Boring but not to me. Opening the first page, I was not suprised to see the Dedication, I read it silently and I was amazed to find out that the book was written by a Young Woman of 18. ' So there are Young Writers? ' I asked myself feeling suprised. Almost all the books we read in literature class were written by old Men and Women with some of the Deceased.

She wanted to moan, but her mouth was stuffed with her own panties. Callista opened her eyes to look down at her lover. She saw the crest of Krista's head and could see the gentle movements of Krista's body as she licked her pussy. She looked beautiful. Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, Callista saw movement. Her entire body tensed and she froze, feeling completely terrified. She turned slowly to see what was moving. Krista appeared not to notice and continued to lick her pussy forcefully. Callista saw a woman! She was standing only ten feet away, her eyes opened, looking directly at them. For a moment, Callista almost cried out, but the pleasure between her legs was building. She coul

"I heard you lost your sight in an accident. I was once blind too. I understand what it feels like to struggle in the dark." She suddenly grasped my hand, and in the darkness, I could feel her smiling boldly and triumphantly. "But luckily, I was fortunate. I received a donation from a kind person and have regained my vision. I'm sure you will too." I couldn't see Indya's face, but I could easily imagine the smug expression she must've worn at that moment. Indya moved close to Anthony and sat directly on his lap. "What are you doing?" I heard Anthony's voice, low and strained, followed by the rustling of fabric.

The jealousy is almost tangible, a sharp undercurrent beneath the polite networking chatter. What no one here realizes, what no one expects, is that these two women aren’t just beautiful. They’re brilliant. Both Braylee and Clover hold flawless 4.0 GPAs, both on full scholarships, both already miles ahead of most people in this room. Hot geniuses. Academic powerhouses wrapped in beauty that disarms and distracts.

I took a look around and realized these women were more like me than I knew and after truly realizing the things Rogan said tonight about none of us being outside this house, I realized for the first time we were all trapped and it wasn’t just me. “Is anyone going to say anything about all this?” I looked over to see Caroline a woman in her mid-twenties maybe by the worry lines on her face in the early thirties. I made a note to myself that I needed to take more notes of everyone here. I regretted my self-involvement. “Come on surely we all see that the future alpha had some points tonight?” I was impressed by Caroline and her willingness to express her views. She seemed reasonable, hones

However, just when she thought that she had found an amazing item, she immediately got disappointed. The girl’s lips immediately ended with a thin line as the sparkle in her eyes disappeared. She thought what she found earlier was so amazing because of the light it was emitting but it turned out just a plain, brown book without a title nor even the author's name. The only parts she could flip were the front and back hard cover. The light also disappeared as soon as she tried flipping the covers—that made her think; maybe she was just hallucinating earlier.

Protectively overseeing both emotionally depleted women was Reyes, who looked as if he couldn’t be happier to be so exhausted as he wrapped a comforting arm over Elodie’s shoulders. The sight lifted Ava’s heart. It felt as if she’d managed to leave this place better than she had found it, even though she hadn’t been a member of Bright Light for very long. Still, being here, getting to know these people beside her, her friends, had been the highlight of her time in California. If she didn’t take another thing from her time here, she knew that what she’d learned at Bright Light would have been enough to make Layla proud. Ava had set out to find something in California, and she’d come back with