Brittany Williams Book Novels & Stories

Riella didn't say a word or maybe she didn't give her any chance to say anything. “I am Brittany Raymond, soon to become a William. Does that surname ring a bell?” She taunted. Riella looked like she had a lot to say but she didn't. She just gulped and went mute. “Good.” Brittany smiled and turned toward me. She walked back to me and hooked her hands with mine. “Now, the next time you do anything stupid when I come here, you will lose your job. It's not a threat. It's a fucking promise.” She deadpanned.

Brit spat in disgust. "Brittany Wilson," Beatrice replied with just as much venom laced in her words. "And Alexis Campbell, I really thought you died," she said crossing her arms and turning her sneering eyes to me. "Just because I was ill and missed school yesterday, doesn't mean I passed away. The fact that you care, though, is encouraging. I added, completing it with a smile that was obviously false.

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

“I’m in.” --- As Brittany walked away from the group, her mind was already spinning with ideas. She had set her plan in motion, and now it was only a matter of time before everything fell into place. “Step one: take down Elie’s,” she thought, her smirk turning into a determined grin. “Step two: deal with Tiffany. And step three? Damien will finally be mine.” **To be continued…**

AMBER The next days, Brittany walked to me and confronted me. rittany, once the queen of elegance, stood before me, her eyes ablaze with defiance. But I was unyielding, my resolve as unbreakable as steel. She thought she could outwit me, outmaneuver my revenge, but she had underestimated the depth of my determination. "You think you can ruin me?" Brittany's voice was a mix of anger and desperation. "I won't let you destroy everything I've built!"

Besides, the librarian was just few desks away; although she wasn't able to witness whatever happened there, directly. "Sure," she replied, cautiously. Brittany walked over to the nearest table, Aeliana following her. They took their seats, facing each other. Aeliana looked directly at the girl before her, although Brittany couldn't return the gesture. "What is it, Brittany?" Smiling, Brittany placed the bag that she had been carrying, on the desk. From it, she pulled out a white box, wrapped in cellophane. "This is for you," she said, gently pushing the box towards her.

He always thought that a person as high and cold as Kourtney could never read such pornographic books, but now Kourtney is holding such a book in his hand. Brittany noticed Ryan's eyes, and also noticed Ryan's expression, immediately with a hand to cover his face, said mischievously: "Kourtney, how can you read this kind of book? It is simply too shameful, this kind of book, I will never read, you'd better hurry up and put it away!" The corners of Kourtney's mouth twitched. This is Brittany's book, and she falsely accused it of being hers. Ryan's face is also a little embarrassed: "Miss Kourtney, this kind of book, you better study ...... it in private with Jeff."

"Sure ms. Your secret is safe with me, by the way nice plot" "My name is Brittany" "Okay. I know you know my name, were you looking at my i.d earlier " My eyes widened slightly "you know?" "Of course" We laughed at the same time when someone called me so we both stopped

“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 slowly pushed herself up onto her knees, rubbing her neck, a defiant, ugly smirk twisting her lips as she looked up at me. "She has really blinded you, hasn't she?" Brittany wheezed, her voice raspy. "You're running around playing hero, completely blind to the fact that you're walking right into a trap. This fight... it's a lost cause for you, Liam. You can't beat him." "You are not answering my question!" I shouted, the volume echoing off the hollow concrete walls of the warehouse, my patience completely snapping. Brittany flashed a razor-thin, venomous smile, tilting her head back defiantly. "I don't owe you an answer, sweetheart."