Brittney Atwood Novels & Stories

I feel like I just sucked down jet fuel and I’m spitting fire, the other girls giggling at my reaction. “Fine, we won’t make you take anymore,” Quinn laughs, spinning around and leaning her torso over the top of the bar, waving to the bartender to get her attention. “Count me out, too,” Brooke mutters, making a face. She turns to me, setting a hand on my arm. “I’m with you, Serena, shots are gross. If it wasn’t for peer pressure, I’d never do them.” Astrid hiccups, tapping Quinn on the shoulder. “I’d better sit this one out, too. Time for me to switch to water.”

Brittany believed she would not lose to another girl. As she sat in her car, she hurriedly opened up the envelope. Inside were photos alongside a brief write-out. The first thing she looked at was, of course, the photos. There, she could see both the couple's side and front views. However, Brittany slid her fingertips slowly across the woman's face, squirting. 'There's nothing extraordinary about her! She looks like a girl next door! No one would pay attention to her in a crowd. Fine, even if she has a sweet smile, that's the only attractive thing about her!'

Where the heck was she? Then I found her seated at the seventh row with her head bent down and zoomed closer to see her legs shaking due to anxiety. I typed into my computer and chose my top three amongst the women in their order. Bridget Stone. Samantha Walsh. Ariel Donald's. I watched everything as Bridget Stone sashayed her way into my office. I sat cross-legged and waited to interview my soon-to-be surrogate if she passed. "Hello, Mr. Adrian Cuban." She winked, glancing around the room, and twirled her hair around her fingers.

She also knew the owner as a result of her popularity and was truly surprised that Martin brought her to shop in such an expensive store. It's a store owned by Shirley. Shirley's store was where most celebrities loved to shop. It was the number one store for wealthy people. Caitlyn felt honored to shop there. When both women walked into the room where Shirley kept the best outfits, Caitlyn couldn't help but gasp in awe. "Wow!" She began to feel each dress with her hand and exclaimed softly at the cool and soft texture of each. Although the dresses looked beautiful and elegant, none caught Caitlyn's eyes. She liked the dresses, but she couldn't imagine herself in them. She loved to dress simp

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.

Britney said earnestly. "Do not talk like that. What you did was more than enough.” Right after Darla said that, Britney's cell phone rang. She gets a notification that a client has booked a girl. And that girl is Darla Anderson. --

Nicholi took over Ryan, dropping him to his knees and holding him in position as Wyatt and Xander approached Artemis and I joined them, approaching her from the side as she shifted back to human form. “Name,” Brianna commanded the Alpha in a tone I hadn’t heard come from her before. “Brianna,” I tried to draw her attention and caution her, this wasn’t just any wolf that was going to attack me, this was an Alpha, THE Alpha, that threatened her, us, and now our pack. She was also exposed to the entirety of those in attendance, naked having shifted back, though no one had yet dared to drift their vision from her face.

, BJ for short. Then the pain returned, a fierce reminder that my journey wasn't over yet. Each birth brought its own wave of agony and joy. Thorne., with his fierce little cry; Phoenix, whose quiet strength was evident even in her first breath; and finally, Daisy, my gentle flower. One by one, my four babies entered the world, each bringing a small but profound piece of Brax with them.

Briana POV Not long after I got back from the bathroom, and settled back behind my table, I heard three knocks on the door. I got up from my seat and opened the door to Britney White. I was surprised when I saw her. She looked like she came in for war. She was clad in a red halter top that accentuated the size of her b*east; the smallness of her waist, and the contours of her hips. The hem falls just below her knees.

She knocked gently and entered upon invitation. "Good morning Mr President," Britney greeted standing in front of Bryce's desk. "I want to bring something to your attention," she began and Bryce offered her a seat. "Thank you," Britney said and continued. "I am not sure what is wrong with Angela or what she wants to do. The script I shared with her for the movie premiere. She made some absurd changes to it," Britney reported. "What do you mean by absurd changes?" Bryce asked moving his gaze from his laptop to Britney.