Total Drama Island Bridgette Novels & Stories

She held out a hand to me. Taking a breath, I tried to push Piercy out of my mind. “Hey. It’s good to finally meet you. I’m Brett.” “I love your skirt. Really flatters your skin.” “Thank you!” Gavin walked in and shut the door. “Do you ladies need a drink?” “Tall and on ice. This is going to be a long fucking day.” “He really isn’t that bad.” Brittany smiled at me as she grabbed my hand and pulled me to the island. “How are you adjusting?”

“I am certain we’ll get it, but I still think we should position ourselves strategically. I’m going to need you at the office tomorrow evening” “I’m not interested. I told you, no dramas this year”. If today went well, I would have a wedding to prepare for. “Why?” Bridget asked, irritation evident in her voice. Bridget did not like when things did not go her way, but she also knew how stubborn I could be. “Mrs. Eloise personally releases one drama every four years, and every single one has been a banger. Even your dad was cast in one of her dramas. Are you going to miss this opportunity for a woman who will not show up?” she hissed.

, I said softly. "Hello, Jeyah right? This is Bridgette Castillon." I furrowed my brows when I heard her name. I don't have any idea why she was calling me at this hour and where did she get my number. "Uhm, yes. W-what can I do for you Miss Bridgette?" "I just would like to tell you that Darren and I are already dating. So stop messing around with my boyfriend!", she spoke roughly. "Uhm, is this the reason why you called me just to tell me not to mess up with your boyfriend?", I paused for a while.

Bridget quickly diverted his attention by asking, "Did I take too long?" "No," Taylor replied. Bridget sat down close to Taylor, playfully nudging her shoulders against his. "Where's the whot?" she asked, looking towards him. "Look over there," he pointed, and Bridget got up, her buttocks swaying enticingly as she walked towards where he kept the whot. Taylor watched her intently. Initially, he hadn't paid much attention to her. Bridget picked up the whot and returned, sitting even closer to Taylor. Suddenly, her phone rang, and it was in her bag. She stood up and walked to another chair, opening her bag. Surprisingly, it was Larisa herself who was calling. Bridget didn't want to answer the

" I drew my lips in a straight line and pulled my hand out of her grasp. She was stunned and subconsciously took a step forward. Daryl suddenly began walking toward the door with red-rimmed eyes. "I'm sorry, Aiden. I won't make coffee for you anymore. Please don't fight just because of me." Then, he turned and practically ran out of the apartment. Bridget's face turned dark at once. "Happy now?" She grabbed her jacket and wanted to run out after Daryl, but I stopped her. "Do you still remember when my birthday is, Bridget?" She was already halfway out the door when she heard my question. However, she hesitated at the door and responded, "When was it again? I've been really busy lately and—"

Troy hired someone to clean Bridgette’s house today. It was such a mess when Bridgette left for the convention in Japan because she had no time to tidy up. He woke up early today as well to prepare everything at the shop for his fiance's return. Bridgette texted him an hour ago about being disqualified from the selection so he wanted to lighten her mood today by making sure that everything is in place for her arrival. He turned on the television and switched it to an international news channel and made it play in the background. He rolled his sleeves and began mopping the floor while the old lady cleaned the kitchen.

Jenna was still the same person that she was back then, using the public to attack people that she didn't like. Frankly, Bridget just felt like all of this was boring. "I am so excited to be working with you, Bridget. I have watched all of your shows ever since you started acting. Your first drama, Heiress, is my favorite film, and I have watched it a hundred times already, one of the minor cast spoke up, a smile on her face. Her words broke the awkward tension, and everyone started to compliment Bridget.

It was all a lie! "Hold on, baby girl." Bridgette's actions were restrained by the arms that were curled painlessly tight. Small sobs from her began to sound. "Don't cry, Bridgette." Xelle whispered very close. What did Bridgette care, everything she saw was hanging in plain sight. "Let go." Bridgette insisted on trying to break free. Xelle's tight embrace wouldn't let her go. "Please, no, Baby girl." ***

Four of Edward's men were hit and same goes goes with Bridgette's sides. There were five men left for Bridgette which was unfavorable for her. "Whatever it takes. If they will hold me captive I want Hillary dead ." Bridgette verbalized. She never failed in any mission before. Bridgette was carefully scanning the place and the people that surrounded the area. Her eyes focused on where Hillary was hiding.,

“The kind of quiet that doesn’t feel like it’s holding its breath.” “I can take you somewhere,” I offered. “Someplace off the grid. Just us.” She gave me a sideways glance. “You think I’ll let you whisk me away to an island like some mafia prince?” “If I ask nicely?” Bridgette smiled despite herself. “You don’t ask, Thiago. You command.” “Not with you.” She looked back at the city, and I watched her. She looked... tired. But alive. Bruised, but unbroken.