My Brilliant Friend Book Series Novels & Stories

, she said as she continued to look me up and down. "Yes, and I'm assuming you're the Dark Moon girl", I replied confidently. I was unsure of what to expect from her, as I am from her rival pack and standing in her packhouse, but to my surprise, she burst out in laughter. "I like this girl, she's got some fire to her", the girl stepped past Alpha Grayson and pulled me into a tight embrace, "I'm Brynn, your soon to be best friend. Now, I would love to stay and chat but I need to go. Take care of my big brother", and as quick as she came, Brynn left, leaving us both standing on the stairway slightly stunned.

None. "He's the Alpha. Can you blame him? Katie, you're the daughter of the pack's warrior, and Amanda Is the betas daughter; you girls are above me. We shouldn't even be friends; Gabriel wants what's best for the pack". Brinley said and gave me a half-smile. I could tell she's trying to be strong; being rejected is the worst pain you can feel. Please, Moon-Goddess, give her a second chance. Present-day.

Then she took a large step back, like I was something contagious she didn't want near her. "You heard me, Cassandra. So I'll stop pretending. Please don't follow me around anymore. I don't want to be your friend. Someone like Wendy, with her background and her world, that's the kind of person I want in my life. "Look at yourself. You've got nothing, and you solve everything with your fists. You're not even someone I want to be seen with. Honestly? Being your friend has always been embarrassing." I stood there frozen after she finished.

NOVA I'd be running and blabbing my mouth to my best friend if this had happened the week before. Yeah, I'm not about to make that mistake twice. But this... this is huge. I can't keep this to myself. I have to tell someone. And I can't talk to Ava. I literally ended my friendship with her. After the first two classes, I retreat to the cafeteria and find a table that's secluded. My head is reeling so much. I'm thinking about Bethany's offer. I'd be a bloody liar if I said I wasn't considering it.

“Excuse me, sir? Will you be checking any of these books out?” He tilted his head at her in confusion. He had reserved no books. The robrarian expected his question and spoke once more. “Your friend with the tail thought you would need these.” She showed him the different titles. The Lust Chronicles, I Am What I Am Accept It, My Lycanthrope Lover, How Not To Be An Asshole, and more. He nodded his head in understanding. She was a cheeky person when she wanted to be. He liked that.

“Anything for my bestie.” I’ve never felt so relieved to have a lawyer as a best friend. Initially, I never understood why Helen, the smartest girl in high school, would be friends with me, the bookworm who got average grades and preferred to bury her nose in a book than interact with people. We shouldn’t have worked, and yet we do. I couldn’t ask for a better friend than Helen.

Once done with the call, he stared at the door his son just stormed through, and muttered, "He's turned into a cold-blooded devil. Oh moon goddess, how do I handle him?" THE END PS. It's the end of Book 2- in the bully series. Vivian's story shall be continued in the third and last book in the series, which is named— Tortured by the bully. Stay tuned^-^

My vision blurred, the edges of the room turning a fuzzy, bruised purple. "Hey! Let him go!" The front door didn't just open; it exploded inward. The pressure on my throat vanished. I slumped to the floor, gasping, my hands flying to my neck. Through the tears stinging my eyes, I saw him. Ignatius. He didn't look like a savior. He looked like an omen. His tailored black overcoat caught the hallway light, casting a long, sharp shadow that cut across the wreckage of my home. He was Leo’s best friend, the man my brother spoke of with a mix of awe and fear.

Max waved at me when he saw me, a broad smile on his face. “Stace! Over here!” Max called out. He had been really glad after his scores came in and like that, we were back to being good friends. I smiled and made my way to their table, slipping into the seat next to Max. “Hey, Max. How’s it going?” “Pretty good,” he replied, leaning back in his chair. “Oh, this is Aubrey, by the way.” He motioned toward the redhead sitting beside him. “Aubrey, this is Stacy, my good friend. She worked magic on my brain once.”