My Brilliant Friend Book Review Novels & Stories

Bright said as he accepted his black coat from my hand and turned to leave my sight. "Wait…" I chased after him, thinking he wasn't bad after all. He had helped me stand up against Mr. Karen, who had treated me poorly. "What is it? Did you suddenly change your mind?" Bright asked in an alluring voice as he turned to look at my face. My face reddened in embarrassment, seeing his intense brown eyes lock on mine. "Umm, maybe. But I do not have a home. I am going to my friend's house," I said as I approached him.

When they reached the kitchen, Lily finally let go of her hand and threw open the pantry door with dramatic flair. “Guess what I still keep stocked just for you?” she announced, her eyes sparkling. She pulled out a bright red bag of kettle-cooked salt and vinegar chips. Maya’s jaw dropped. Then she let out a shaky laugh that turned into a sound halfway between a giggle and a sob. Her hand flew up to her chest as she felt tears sting her eyes. “Lily… you didn’t have to…” she whispered, her voice trembling. Lily stepped forward, serious now, and hugged her again. “Of course I did,” she said firmly. “I missed my best friend. You’re the only person in the world who would finish these with me wit

Being the socially awkward kid in a new, big, flashy rich kid school where I felt like an imposter, I was grateful. "Blair." She gave me a look. "I'm not blind. You and Mr. Diablos—sorry, your stepbrother—were basically having a completely different conversation than the rest of us. So spill." "There's nothing to spill," I insisted. "We just... disagree about literature." "Right. And I'm the Queen of Scott." Madison rolled her eyes. "Come on, I'm your friend. You can tell me." But I couldn't tell her. How could I explain something that looked so wrong?

Right then and there, he’d become her first and best male friend. And now… Now she’d caught a glimpse of the virile, sexual man behind her dear friend and Blaze was afraid that she wouldn’t be able to forget it. Because the real, stark, unadorned truth was that seeing Fabien in such a blatantly sexual situation had been a huge turn-on.

Do let me know in comments which character you like the most in the book and why? Also please j.o.i.n my f.b Group Shree Above Story

Ashley pouts, her lips downturned but her eyes giving her away—disappointment and longing written all over her face. "Is the D really that good?" Chelsea asks, smirking over her coffee. "Better," Ashley says without hesitation, her tone so flat it's clear she's not exaggerating. I nearly choke on my donut. Fantastic. Now my appetite's gone. Nothing kills a sugar rush faster than hearing your best friend rate your brother's dick like it belongs on Yelp. Tuning them out before Ashley can scar me further, I slide my phone out of my pocket and open the group chat. My thumb hovers for a second, hesitation twisting in my gut like it always does when I feel like I'm bothering them while they're han

My white Ferrari was parked out front, but he headed straight for one of the black SUVs the guards used. He settled me carefully in the passenger seat, buckling me in. His hands lingered on the strap across my chest for a second longer than necessary. I cracked my eyes open and saw his face in the dim light. He looked torn apart. The man who never broke rules had just fingered his best friend’s little sister to a screaming orgasm in a public club booth. “Killian…” I mumbled, reaching weakly for his hand.

“But look on the bright side, those guys are totally checking you out.” I scoffed. As if. They had eyes only for her and definitely not me. Where Siobhan is I am just a shadow. Her blonde hair and green eyes were movie star gorgeous, she had the looks and the money. I had the brains and well…I don’t know what else. But we’ve been friends since forever.

The effect was so blazing; it was a lucky thing I was not on fire. Why my friend suddenly stopped, I did not know though. Maybe she was surprised to finally meet the magnetic boss my kids had been talking about. Whatever it was, I was amused to say it took a brush of my elbow to bring my friend to wakefulness and even then, it was slightly embarrassing to see her giving the man a thorough glance. And strange enough, my friend was not ashamed even when it was obvious the man knew what she was doing and he found it to be amusing.