Novel & Cerita Brittney Atwood

Brittney says barely able to breathe through the words. I can feel the hot sting of tears threatening to fall, as I wished the Earth would just swallow me whole right now. But, sadly I am never that lucky. “Damn Liza I was just joking about the stairs, haha, but it looks as if you did fall down them. Girl have you been walking long! You want to embarrass me like you did. I told you not to mess with me. I am Brittney Larson. My dad is powerful, and I will make your life a living hell. Don’t mess with me again.”

The fan was drowning out all but giggles now and again and the high pitched din of muffled conversation. It wasn’t until Brittany made her way up the stairs halfway through the seventh inning that any of them got a clue. “Hey chicas!” she announced, her blonde, curly hair a little saggy since she’d come from work but otherwise looking pretty and put together. “How’s it going?”

I questioned " hey brittney -uh well she called me that,my name is Rina Carter I'm Junaid's girlfriend well ex now I think I'm not sure,i just wanna know if his okay " Rina said " Britt baby go play in your room, let me talk to aunty Rina for a minute " I said and waited for brittney to get in her room" close that door baby" I said coz I know she likes listening to people's convos..she closed the door, I chuckled my baby though" uh back to you since Brittney knows you then you must be important to Junaid, his in prison awaiting trial because of your little sister " I said blankly

H E R A As we arrive at the house, my stomach churns with nerves. I refuse to let my father belittle me once more. The progress I've made in the past five years is too significant for him to make me feel inferior or undeserving just because I've become a mother. Brent opens the back door and reaches for Addison, but I push his hand away. "I'm just here to help. I'll show you to your room. I won't harm her," he assures me.

Other than that, I had experienced rejection twice, so I knew how painful it was to have your fated mate reject you, and I wouldn't do that to another. But I knew whoever he would end up with was going to be very lucky. I smiled sadly and folded the note in two before leaving it where I had seen it. I then did as I was asked and took a shower. After I came out of the bathroom, I wore black leggings paired with a dark green top. •••• “We are not taking the car?” I asked once Clinton led me to a beautiful bike, a helmet in one hand while he laid the other hand out to me.

She's tall, and a fair-skinned woman. "Britney" is wearing a skimpy school uniform, and she's undeniably sexy, as she dances her way towards them. Behind that heavy make up on her face, Anthony felt that he's somewhat familiar with this woman... He definitely saw those pair of eyes back in the past. Her eyes reminds him of what happened in the past, when he was still a highschool student. "Jodielyn? Is that you?" Astley suddenly blurted out. "Britney" suddenly stops dancing and stared at Astley with a confused expression on her face. Then, after a few minutes, her eyes widened in shock.

Luna responded and clicked the line dead. A few minutes later Luna sat in front of her camera all dressed up and looking dazzling she smiled and began her speech “My attention has been drawn to some information circulating on the media about me and Cole and Cole’s wife Brittany, honestly… There are few things I’d like to say” she cleared her throat and adjusted her camera well.

I tightened my hold on Arthur's arm, holding on to him as if my life depended on it. "Who's this handsome man?" Brittney asked, her voice dripping with fake sweetness. “This is my boyfriend, Arthur. He’s an executive at AmeriCapital Investments.” Why did I say that last part? Brittney looks Arthur up and down, and I want to rip her hair out. “Isn’t that the largest investment company in the United States?” Brittney asks. Something about the way she said it, turning her body toward Anna when she asked, set off alarm bells in my head.

The assistant was grinning from ear to ear, still unaware of what had transpired. However, Britny was on the brink of rage at this point. She snatched the bottle, opened its cap, and poured the ice-cold mineral water on top of the assistant’s head. Then she threw the empty bottle on the ground, lifted her foot, and stomped it with her high heel. ‘Oh, you are good, Mimi Norton! You’ve managed to make Elias Burnham so hopelessly devoted to you. Just you wait, I’m gonna make your life a living hell!’

"Come on, let’s go take those pictures; there are really nice spots outside." Brittney takes my hand as she leads me outside. I hand her my phone, and she begins to take pictures of me while instructing me on how to pose. "Oh my god, these pictures are stunning,” I say, staring at the pictures Brittney just took of me. I look so amazing. "Wait till I edit them; there are going to be a thousand and one men in your DMs when you post these pictures.” I laugh at her exaggeration because I’m not really a social media person, and things like that don't really mean anything to me except I'm getting DMs regarding my pieces.