Brittany Beckett Novels & Stories

"That's to much to take, and how did she? Then what of your best knights? " "She tame the beast using a special relic called Ishigar, the ancient relic that can tame the monsters lurking deep within the sea, and to maintain the Hakley under the sea and to remain what's left in our land, head knight, Keven, co-commander, Shelner, my greatest knights, Mirai, Clienta, Havric, Shimon, and Nathalie, they sacrifice their lives to take Hakley with them underneath the sea, and they all died from killing that monster, they lost their lives. "

"Okay. We could say you were smart but not mature. Mature people know that one partner is enough." "Lecture me, Miss Blackmore." "That's your job, Dr. Abbey." "Yes but seriously, if I'm not complaining then who are you too? I'm like your big sis, remember?" She rolled her eyes. Yes. Ara is three years older than Destiny. "What are you drinking?" "Jack. Want some?" "Not now. I just came." The other band also finished and another ascended the stage. People were screaming too loudly for this particular one. "What's about them?"

After giving Jasmine a really deadly look, Damien stood up and walked past Jasmine, brushing his shoulder against hers violently. He didn't know how he felt about Ariel 's water breaking, but he was definitely angry. He started walking slowly and he went outside immediately. He mindlinked the head of the warriors to meet him immediately. Damien was feeling really betrayed and really angry. He went outside to meet Tobias.

Brittany looked over and shot us a glare, only to get a smirk from us in response. “Bri.” Beckett pulled her to arm’s length. “What have I told you about speaking like that about your future Luna?” His tone was stern as he looked into her wide ones. I about gagged when he called me his Luna. He has been calling me that since we met 4 years ago, swearing up and down I was his mate. Yeah, then why did he cheat on me? He had no answer to that. “She’s not going to be our Luna!” Brittany snarled.

Delcan walked back into the room,when she was all dressed and sat down next to Chantelle. He looked her in the eyes and said, "I know that was probably awkward, and I'm sorry if I crossed a line. But I want you to know that you can trust me. I won't do anything that you're not comfortable with, and I'll always respect your boundaries. You're safe with me." Chantelle felt tears welling up in her eyes, but they were tears of gratitude, not sadness. She felt like she could finally start to let go of her past and begin to heal.

Andien smiled at Sarah's reply. All the employees of Kenan's company knew that she was Andien, but Andien doubted that Sarah knew that she was the woman who had been married to Kenan. "Have you ever been betrayed, Sarah?" Andien asked, lifting her chin. "No." "You wouldn't say that if you knew me." "I know who you are, Andien. You used the name Anggela to get into Kenan's company. I'm so disappointed that you're not as good as Kenan thought you were," Sarah reproached enthusiastically.

He pulled her closer, making her snuggle more into his broad but warm chest. The tender touches adding to the overall warmth of the scene. The moonlight continues to bathe the room in its gentle glow, enhancing the feeling of closeness and connection as they all enjoy this intimate moment together. "I love you, butterfly. You are a beat to my fucking heart" He whispered with his sleepy eyes, making her shocked at his confession. Her heart raced every time Vincent’s eyes softened with genuine affection. The shadow of her traumatic childhood loomed over her, casting doubt on the sincerity of his declarations. She had never experienced love before, only pain and abandonment, which made Vincent'

The bigger the chair, the higher the status of the team member. Isabella's eyes widened as she took in the scene before her. She saw five large chairs, each with a tag on the seat. The smallest chair belonged to a young man in his twenties, with a tag that read "Jeff". The fourth chair was occupied by a stunning girl with long blonde hair and beautiful eyes, her tag reading "Stephene". The third chair was taken by a gay man with a large stature, almost like a giant, his tag reading "Claus". The second chair was occupied by a girl with a big snake tattoo on her body, dyed pink hair, and green eyes. Isabella immediately recognized her as the girl who had interrupted her and Collins' intense mo

At the pack dinner party, I asked for a washing machine, only to get tea dumped on me by Peyton Bell, a she-wolf who claimed to be the daughter of my uncle, Nigel Taylor. When I stayed silent, Peyton thought I was scared and became even more arrogant. "What, scared now? If you hadn't used that face of yours to seduce Mr. White, he never would've made you a Beta. You're a cancer ruining the pack's reputation. Letting you stay here is a disgrace to the entire pack!"

Five minutes later, Mark knocked. "Ms. Brittany," he announced. She walked in like she was the cEO of my company. Brittany looked younger, exactly as I remembered- she was still beautiful, flawless, expensive. A cream dress that clung to her curves, perfect hair, perfect makeup, every step calculated to draw attention probably my attention. She was everything society expected at my side. But she wasn't Adrian. And all I felt when I looked at her was exhaustion. "Darcy," she said warmly, like we were old friends, not ghosts from a broken past. "Thank you for seeing me so late."