Glitch Briana Michaels Novels & Stories

"I messed up. You're better than this. Just let me go!" Eric yanked her back a step, pale and wrecked. "Lena, I screwed up." I stepped out of the elevator, baby bump out, Shelby and my legal team right behind me. Briana lost it. "Lena, I swear I've changed! I'm begging you!" I stopped. Looked down at both of them. Zero sympathy. "Briana, I'm not a rehab center." Calm. Cold. She stepped closer, jaw tight. "We've paid enough. I got kicked out, Eric too. We're broke. What else do you want?" "Enough, Briana."

comes the familiar voice of Briana, one of the production assistants. I leap up off the couch and go over to the door. Briana is there with a large paper bag in one hand and a tray of coffees in the other. "Come on in," I tell her with a smile, moving aside so she can enter. Briana steps past me, masterfully juggling the food and drinks without even wobbling on her electric purple heels. Her shoes match the single purple streak across the bangs of her retro platinum bob. She's got a Forties-style cat eye going on today, and her lipstick is a deep berry red. How she manages to look so cute and put-together at this hour is beyond me. She's fresh out of film school, and her enthusiasm is insane

She should have moved her hand to let him take over—only his was above hers. Perhaps it was the prospect of physical contact with him, perhaps it was nerves, or an impossible combination of both, but at that second, precisely, her hope for a glowing reference from the Nicoli Hotel for her work experience melted away as rapidly as Brianna clicked the mouse—not once, not twice, but as if her finger had suddenly developed a nervous twitch. She repeatedly tapped away, her panic rising as she deleted Elmo Nicoli’s number-one guest’s entire financial history before his very eyes. He should step in, Brianna thought, frantically hitting the back arrow, sweat trickling between her breasts as his hand

A Few Weeks Later – Light Shared POV, Through Amelia's Lens "Kirill, if you growl at the unicorn one more time, Elizabeta's gonna put glitter in your boots. Again." The former enforcer didn't even dignify that with a reply. Just narrowed his eyes at the child perched on the table, wielding a glue stick like a grenade. Amelia, sleeves rolled to her elbows, flipped another pancake with the skill and grace of someone who had not, in fact, been allowed near the stove for several consecutive days. She hadn't earned back stove trust. Not since the grilled cheese incident. Or the tea kettle mishap.

I groaned “ Sorry boss, they were arguing how much it would hurt if I fell off the roof.” Noah whines “ I don’t care what you three was arguing about, we need to go!” I commanded They all race to the car. Bless the goddess these boys don’t act like this when we get there. Briella POV Laying down on the ground training has killed me. Literally I can’t feel any of my body parts. “ oh this sucks!” Savannah groans

Oh Goddess… Please bless me and my unborn chi— “Excuse me, are you… Brianna Jones from Reverie Entertainment? The main dancer of swan group that went missing months ago?”

Doctor finally got up and walked to the elevator and pushed the button for the ICU floor. “Briana what are you still doing here?” Shawn asked when he spotted her once they filed out of the conference room. “Oh I decided to catch a later flight, your momma was worrying herself sick thinking that if her and her husband left you would have no one to sure look out for you. I know and understand that we aren't getting back together, as long as you’re seeing someone else and I respect your decision. I am only staying because I have experience and training and you're still my best friend and I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if something happened to you.” Briana said thinking quick on her feet

Moreover, Briana seemed to have a good background. Nuella continued, "Everyone had high hopes for them back then, but unfortunately, Briana had an accident soon after they got engaged!" "What happened to her?" Hilda asked immediately. Nuella answered regretfully, "Many years ago, when Briana was still with Nathan, she somehow fell down from the stairs and was severely wounded. After she was sent to the hospital for examination, it turned out that she had a brain injury and there was a blood clot. When she woke up, she had forgotten everything about Nathan and hadn't remember anything until today. Shortly after the accident, Nathan took the initiative to cancel the engagement."

*&CEO Linford arrested his fiancée LIVE… this is insane. **So Briella Milton wasn’t the problem after all…** **Did you hear? He admitted he still regrets her.** **Poor Briella… imagine being cheated on like that.** Her name, her pain, her past was suddenly back under the world’s microscope. Her fingers tightened around the phone until her knuckles ached. She wanted to shut it off, to throw the device across the room, but her body refused to move. Because under the humiliation, under the memories, under the storm was something far more dangerous.

Even with the two of them combine, they didn’t stand a chance against Hail. That was the last time she ever paid Briane any attention. She was blaming him for her bones that broke, for the burnt she has had. Michelle thought she would stay in that memory lane forever. It wasn’t until a jerk in the navel woke her up that she realized she wasn’t breathing in real life. The first thing she’d seen was Reigna. She was standing in front of her, a white beam of energy surrounding her body, the body of water moving away from her.