Brittany Broski Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"That's so protective. That's literally enemies-to-lovers territory right there." I roll my eyes. "It's not like that." "Sure it's not." She grins, abandoning the books completely. "The hockey captain who supposedly can't stand you just publicly claimed you in front of his teammates. Totally normal stepbrother behavior." "He was just being decent for once." "Decent? Bryson physically threatened someone for you. That's not decent, that's possessive." My mind drifts back to something else, something I haven't told anyone. The kiss in the gym. How Julian grabbed my shirt and crushed his mouth to mine like he'd been holding it back forever.

"We're stepsiblings. This is wrong. This is—" "Sorry," Ross interrupted, his brown eyes gleaming with amusement. "Rejection will only be easy suffering for you. And that's very boring," I shook my head. "No! We can't be mates! I, Skylar Hawkins, reject you Ross and Myron Archer!" Myron laughed again. "The more you want it, the more we'll never do it." Then, together they whispered against my ears, "Welcome to your doom, mate." "You fucking—" Another wave of pain crashed over me, and everything went black.

Bethany flicks her long blonde hair over her shoulder and sways her hips as she goes over to them. "Fucking bitches, you're pathetic." Sally mutters under her breath at us as she totters on her ridiculous high heels behind her friends to go and flirt with the guys. "Yeah we're the pathetic ones." Italia snorts at the three girls tossing their hair and giggling inanely at the guys. "Come on, you want to go get a drink in Sixes before going home?" "Ooo yes, I might even get the squirty cream and sprinkles today." Corrine grins, her eyes glazing over as she fantasises about the delicious chocolate bar milkshakes they specialise in that will almost certainly have us feeling sick afterwards.

Apparently you don't jump alone, you have to be strapped to someone and I have to battle my possessive caveman instincts when a good looking guy only a couple years older than us takes Elsie away to explain what's going to happen, his eyes raking all over her. "Hey there, I'm Bry." An older guy moves in front of me, blocking my view of where Elsie and the other guy went. "You wanna come with me?" I follow Bry, trying hard to focus on what he's telling me, but I'm ridiculously jealous when I hear Elsie's laughter from down the hallway and I'm pretty sure I'm risking my life by not listening to the guy who's chucking himself out of a plane with me, but I can't.

She had a big heart and protected me from being bullied when she could. Across from me, King looked up from his notebook. “What's going on?” he asked. King was one of the popular guys in school because he played ok the school's basketball team. He was hot, popular and rich. Sometimes, I wondered why he hung out with social outcasts like Giselle and I. Maybe it was because he and I shared a common enemy, Ryan who was his rival on the basketball team. Giselle pointed directly at me. “Look at Miles cheek, it's puffy and looks red. Are you hurt.” She asked again.

BRITTANY'S POV I stared at them both in shock and disbelief. Zik looked embarrassed as he hurried past me murmuring a quick greeting, and hurried out of the room. I turned to Ria who was suddenly grinning as she took her seat. She delved her fingers into her hair as she tried to fix it. “What's up, Brit? Have you been waiting long?” She asked in a chirpy voice. I took a seat on the couch and faced her. I scoffed. “You bitch. Are you just going to pretend like I didn't see what I think I did?” I asked.

“I could tell she wanted to say something else. She said she found his old skiing gloves and started crying. Now she wants to go on a trip with Aunt Melissa. Said I should come too.” “Aww, that’s cute. Maybe she just wants to spend some time again with her daughter.” “That’s why she called me at seven in the morning?” Brittany reaches over and squeezes my hand. “You know I’m here, right? For everything. Dreams, wolf men, weird shoulder miracles. All of it.” “I know. Thanks, Britts.” We sit in silence for a moment, the popcorn bowl between us. Then she says, “But I’m also going to need a detailed description of his outfit. For research.”

………… Brittany: Looking at myself in the mirror, I feel contented with what I am wearing, and with my beauty, each day, I fall in love with the woman that I am turning into, everything seemed fixed but something was wrong, how do I get out of the building without alerting anyone, I pushed my head out of my room door, there was no one at the stairway, so I make my way down and then I still have one more obstacle to overcome which is the Alpha’s Office, when the door came in view it was lock so I let out a smile, I was almost out the door to the main building when I heard a voice. “Sneaking out again.” I frown knowing who has come out of the office. “Hi brother,” I said smiling sheepishly at hi

"Brittany!" She flinched looking at me. "J..Ji..Jia.." Brittany was the most troubled girl in the school. She always kept to herself, never made friends and was always scared of something. I had tried to talk to her many times but she never reciprocated. She was bullied by everyone at school. She is Jake's mate? I looked at her hand. "What happened? Are you ok?" I asked with concern "Ya..ya I..I am ok. I..I just fell." She stuttered keeping her things back in her bag

t should have been comforting, but lately, the connection between us only seemed to pull me deeper into the storm. A familiar voice broke the stillness. “So this is where you hide,” Brittany said, stepping into the room as if she owned it. Her heels clicked against the floor with deliberate arrogance. “I was wondering when we’d get a moment alone.” I ignored her, focusing on the book in my hand, but she wasn’t going to let me be. “You know,” she continued, leaning casually against the nearest table, “I had the most wonderful time with Darian. He’s not bad in bed, but I imagine Lucas would be much better.”