Brittany Tyler Novels & Stories

Chapter 2 *BRITTANY’S POV* Wyatt Hayden. A 26th year old billionaire. Owns Wyatt company. Net worth 23.2Billion. Relationship status- single. ______ I groaned, taking my eyes off my phone. Why the hell am I going through Hayden’s biography. “You need to know about your husband, duh!” My subconscious said. “Eww! He isn’t my husband..he is...” I stopped when I realized I’m talking to myself.

she said with a yawn and made her way upstairs. Cole helplessly watched her go upstairs and felt a surge of anger within him. “Who do you think you’re? You must think you’re really my wife to walk into my house like that” Cole yelled. Brittany turned around and smiled “in case you didn’t know, my name is Brittany Byers and I’m crazier than you think I am, play with me” she threatened him and resumed her journey to the bedroom.

I cleared my throat before turning to him, rubbing the scruff on my face as I did so. "No my father doesn't know. He's healing slowly and I believe old age is catching up to him. Channing did a lot more to him than I thought," I chuckled out. Jacob smirked lightly. "She's a spitfire when she wants to be, but she's also very compassionate. She's a perfect Alpha Female, Tate. When are you going to hold the initiation fight?" He asked. A low rumble vibrated off my chest at that.

She kisses my cheek and runs to her car. Before too much longer I can hear the roaring engine to Tyler's ok Amanda's candy red Shelby GT ,since it's still in her name, pulling into the parking lot. As soon as he pulls into his spot I can see he's not alone. Tyler gets out of his car and I roll my eyes but soon I am fuming. He looks around the parking lot as if he's looking for someone, but then runs to the passenger side opens the door and out pops Brittney. Seriously what the hell Tyler how could you be with that I say to myself. I start to walk his way when I hear Amanda call his name.

"Yes, master!" I then headed to the hottie from earlier. "What's your name? How old are you? Can you pole dance?" I fired away my questions, not wasting any time. She slowly smiles and licks her lips, seductively. "My name is Brittany, I am 18 as of yesterday morning and would you like to see me dance?"

Brittany handed the laptop over to her before joining me on the bed with her arms crossed and puffed up red cheeks. Isabella typed furiously for what seemed like hours yet it seemed like a few minutes before she said it's done. I thanked her before she left and Brittany hogged the laptop again. "Hey check this out" she said and I walked over to her. "She had a damn password to save a few videos" well that is odd. "guess she has a video of herself being a slut" she mused as I clicked on the first video curiously. What I discovered shocked me to the core. I wasn't expecting this.

Tyler sneered and a mischievous smile appeared on his face as he got closer to Britney. The two of them were getting so close to the point that his breath could reach her face, but Britney didn’t feel things becoming amorous. Instead, she could feel fear. “Your face and your mind don’t fit.” Britney was silent. “You’ve been waiting for me here, right?” Tyler smiled with a sneer. “You know what my last name is and that I bought the mansion owned by Mr. Maxwell. Are you investigating us?” Britney frowned and moved away from Tyler.

responded the lady. "hello. I'm Angela smith. nice to meet you?" started I. "oh God. daddy." responded she. "just let her in honey. you don't want Beth to find her standing at the door." "sure... sorry miss smith. my name is um... Jennifer miller. please come in."

ESSENCE I stood frozen for a moment, blinking like a deer caught in stadium lights. Did I just hear her say fiancée? My eyes scanned her face, waiting for some twitch of a smile that would tell me this was some kind of joke. But no—this girl was dead serious. Confident, smug, beautiful, and terrifyingly calm. Her voice was syrupy sweet, like honey dripped over poison. "Your name is Essence, right?" she said, lips curled into a lazy smirk. “I’m Brittany. Brittany Dane. I just wanted to say hello.... after all, we share something in common. Lucian.”