Brittany Broski Fanfiction Novels & Stories

When they got to order their Ice Cream, everything seemed okay with both of them as they started with light conversation which somehow bounced back to Hugo and Briella's relationship. Brittany pretended to block her out, but it was not working, so she ate her Ice Cream and nodded along with everything the other girl said. "You're not even listening, are you?" She has been caught. "Of course I am, and as long as he treats you right, you know I don't have a problem." Brit covered up quickly. "I know you weren't listening, but that's sweet, thanks, sis." Brie fawned. "I don't even know why I agreed with you on this when all I knew you were going to talk about was your beloved boyfriend." Brit s

Brittany scoffed, her eyes narrowing as she stepped closer, the smirk on her face deepening. “You think I owe you something?” Brittany laughed bitterly, crossing her arms. “I didn’t ask you to play mom, Sky. You were desperate for attention, playing the martyr, and now you’re mad because I’ve got what you don’t. You’re just bitter because, deep down, you know Andrew would rather be with me than with a washed-up loser like you.”

I know they wouldn't do anything, so I try to let the tension go and move on with what I originally wanted to tell them. “Guys, I never thought she would say yes but I had to bribe her with keeping my trap shut during class so she could focus, she kept telling me no because she could feel Brittany staring daggers into us from across the aisle way. I think Brittany realizes she knows that she and I were never together officially, but yes I've got Chelsea right in the palm of my hand and I'm going to show her the best weekend of her life I'm going to show her what a real charmer I can be.”

brittany asked and she was busy looking at her phone she want to ignore a small details of king shun so she busy herself with other stuf "Just asking and why are you so busy with your phone?" King shun ask and walk towards brittany and sat right next to her, she was still busy with her phone. "oh im on my social media sites" brittany just shrug and answer didnt even bother to look at shun, she even rest her head to King Shun bod

“Like what the hell??” “Chill. I was kidding,” she rolled her eyes, finding it hard to stand straight. ′Crazy bitch alert.′ Brittany was officially cancelled. She’d scared the hell out of me! “Bye!” I exclaimed and turned to leave but she grabbed my arm and made me face her. “Who do– do you think you are?” she stopped and burped a little. “To reject me? You’re such a pampered kid. You behave like one. Do you know the guys out there that want me?”

The voice calls again. I snap my gaze to Landon who looks concerned. Although I itch to look at the man again, I force myself not to and gaze at everyone with a wide smile on my face. “Hi, I'm Brooklyn! Let's get along.” Billie snorts. “Brooklyn, this is Logan, my mate and the head warrior of the United Kingdom.” She starts, her hand falling to the male beside her whose hand encircles hers. I look away when she gestures to the couples before her, “and these are my parents, Miranda and Adam. Former Beta and Beta Female of the United Kingdom.”

Chase didn’t smile back. “Hey.” The word came out flat. Careful. Brittany’s gaze flicked to me—curious, assessing—then back to Chase. “Introduce me?” she asked lightly. Chase’s jaw flexed once. “Sloane,” he said. “My… stepsister.” Brittany’s brows lifted slightly. “Stepsister. Right. Richard’s daughter.” She extended a hand. Perfect manicure. Warm smile. “Hi, Sloane. I’m Brittany. Chase’s… old friend.”

The rest of her girls gripped me tightly and dragged me down to the basement, throwing me to the most rascally boys in Briarwood—the ones I’ve always avoided—leaving me completely at their mercy. “Please, don’t do this to me. I beg of you. I won’t—” “Shut up, bitch!” Allison whipped a slap across my face, causing me to fall back hard, my knees hurting badly. By now, I was already feeling burning hot, beads of sweat rolling down my face. I felt dizzy, and a strange, terrifying arousal was taking over my body. “Mmmm, I understand. We are going to fuck her and record it like we usually do,” one of the bad boys of Briarwood said as I ran my hands frantically over my own skin.

Sienna will not think twice about killing a wolf when she feels I am being threatened or sees our loved ones being threatened, and Silvie is very special to us. Bryant laughed, tightening his hold on my waist and pulling me closer, leaning to kiss me. My eyes widened in shock, making me panic when his hands went lower, grabbing my butt. "Let go!" I yelled. There is no way I'm letting this asshole molest me in front of his stupid friends. I was ready to knee him in his balls as soon as he turned to force a kiss on me again when I felt someone pull him away from me. I saw a tall figure with broad shoulders, wearing a white button-up, black dress pants, and black shoes.

She whispered. My heart skipped a beat. “The fuck are you going on about? You poisoned me.” “Shut up!” “Fuck you!” I spat. “What did you do?” She shook her head repeatedly, mumbling to herself like I wasn’t even there anymore. Drake’s mate. The word trembled through me like thunder. There was no way I was becoming Drake Tanner’s mate. I was just Betsy Alister, a 19 year old girl who happened to be his beta’s little sister. And he was too arrogant. I turned to glare at Vivian, this was her fault.