Brittany/brittany Glee Novels & Stories

Brittany entered the cafeteria, her heels clicking against the tiled floor as she scanned the room. Her eyes landed on Damien’s table, and as usual, he was surrounded by his friends. Her gaze softened momentarily as she observed him. His charm and effortless confidence were magnetic, but what truly enraged her was how his attention was focused elsewhere. Turning her head slightly, she followed his line of sight and saw Elie’s sitting at a table with Jenna. A scowl formed on Brittany's face, though she quickly masked it with a neutral expression. “Her, again,” she muttered under her breath.

Brielle whispers, “I’m sorry.” “Sorry for what?” I ask, eyeing her in confusion. “You haven’t done anything wrong.” “Sorry,” she repeats, tears beginning to pour from her eyes. “I’m tainted now.” Eyes widening, I stare down at her while trying to make sense of what she could possibly mean, but didn’t that only mean one thing?

She would have seriously hated having to replace her brand new brown chiffon knee length halter dress and four-inch heel lace-up sandals. When the transformation was complete, she breathed a sigh of relief. It was so freeing to release her dragon, especially after such a stressful day. Launching herself into the air, Leah reveled in the luxuriating feel of the wind whipping past her scales as she flew towards her destination. While she could have walked to where she was going, it would have taken her more than an hour to get there, whereas flying got her there in no more than twenty minutes. Hazel Drift was pretty large. So, when the war broke out, it was divided into two. Her clan owned thi

Frowning, Brandon said impatiently, “Brittany, are you crazy? I’m your brother. Your biological brother. What are you saying?” “Huh, you’re not my brother.” Brittany was angry. She continued to yell at him, “If you’re my brother, you won’t be saying all this. If you’re my brother, you’ll tell me who the b*tch is. Tell me, is she the seductress from the Mitchell family? Or another family?”

Judging my his appearance, I was guessing he was one. Standing by the rare left, was a lady. A brunette. She was dressed in a long gown and gloves. She had on a beautiful smile. One of the purest I had ever seen but it seemed to be a facade. Behind her smile were her eyes which didn't seem to glow as her smile did. There was something about out her which nipped at me as odd. Something wasn't right about this picture. I was still trying to wrap my head around my weary discovery when a deep video bellowed.

A few members of the family turned to stare at her and she didn't mind the attention as she sashayed into the hall. Brittany was elegantly dressed in a silver gown, her bodice beautifully embroidered and her hair pinned up in a chignon. She looked at the perfect image of a classy girl. "It's a pity no one thought of inviting me over, I'm still family, right?" She asked with a smirk as she sat right beside Megan. Evelyn looked at her daughter who had just arrived and wore a small smile, nodding at her silently. Megan turned to look at the distraction, she noticed that Brittany was right beside her. "Did you really think I wouldn't come?" She asked in a cold tone.

Brittany muttered, as her breathe became faster. "This is for Derrick's good, he'll appreciate, once his well." He slide a finger into her pussy, her pussy dripped wet as he went in and out, sending pleasure across her body. She let out a moan, kissing him deeper as she sought to unbuckle his belt. He knew that, this was the most effective way of him getting her to doing his bidding, but he wasn't so certain if it'll still work especially after a year and half. He knew Brittany to be a decent lady, and had doubt she was seeing someone else, especially since the spy he hired to follow her around, reported the negative.

Kate POV “I Challenge Katelyn Adams for the Alpha title of the Golden Moon Pack!”. I couldn’t believe what I had heard. It was resonating through my mind, without fully comprehending. Looking into the crowd I wait for the voice to come forward. It’s familiar but with the crowd who jumped up loudly the voice was lost in the crowd.

she asked while thrusting her index finger at Aaron who immediately gripped it tightly. Brittany flicked her nails that were decorated with turquoise nail polish, "Is it not clear? you are low-life people, even people you as a maid,while iam the daughter of a senator who will soon run for president we are like the earth and sky right?" she said casually.

Throughout my mom’s explanation, I was perplexed by the whole connection. I know that instant that if I could discover the root of what happened between them twenty something years ago, I would decipher what happened to Smith. “What later happened to Collete?” I asked I saw the mood in the room turn sour. Maybe I asked the wrong question. Mr Stewart’s POV “That was our greatest regret. Collete was a Belgian-American. Her parents came from Belgium. She was very beautiful and tall, almost the same height as Melissa, but more beautiful and very smart.