My name is Brooke Barker…
And I’m a freaking disaster.
No, seriously. I’m a college drop-out working a dead-end job, my best friend Carly’s dog gets more action than I do, and I have more bad dates in my diary than there are movie remakes.
Not to mention I’m completely and utterly in love with Cain Elliott.
The problem? He’s in a relationship. With a girl who’s so plastic she makes Barbie cry herself to sleep with jealousy.
The second problem? He’s my best friend.
My shut-up-and-put-harry-potter, yes-this-is-your-shirt, help-I-have-no-power, crap-I’m-out-of-tampon, kinda best friend.
And that’s all he can be, right?
Being Brooke is a standalone romantic comedy. Hilarious, super-sexy, and possibly highly inappropriate at times, this is the perfect feel-good read!
4TLOReading Triple Review
Review by Donna
From the moment I opened this book and saw the warning the the first chapters sentence to the last I was captivated and I loved it. I laughed and sighed, smiled and frowned in frustration. To be honest I completely identified with Brooke, who she was, what she stood for and how upfront she was.
I swear you can see Emma in this character, and her sassy quirkiness is what we love in Emma and her ability to interact with her loyal followers has traces throughout this book.
If I could I would be Brooke, but if I couldn’t be her I’d want a friend like her especially with how forthcoming she is and her friends are hilarious !! Brooke and Cain ‘Sigh’ oh my, oblivious to Brooke’s unrequited love for him and it’s adorable.
With the side splitting laughter and the heartfelt moments of joy to the top tips of Brooke. Emma has been able to masterfully write a cleverly planned romantic comedy that doesn’t need the angst or heartache or sex to completely draw you in.
Just give me Brooke her sassy, witty and clumsy ass self !!
Review by Jordan
Every time I hear Emma Hart is releasing another book I get so excited, she is one of them authors for me that I read any of her books knowing that they will be awesome and Being brooke has been no different which really wasn’t a surprise.
Pretty much from page one this had me laughing. Told entirely from Brooke’s POV we get to hear all of her crazy thoughts throughout. It all centres around her and her best friends Cain and Carly, and the fact she’s in love with Cain, and everyone but him seems to know this.
Brooke is one of them friends that you would just love to have as one of your own as you know she’ll tell you if you look like crap, or you’ve done something stupid with no hesitation. I want one of her, she’s just so honest, but not when it comes to her true feelings..
Cain, is he like Emma’s typical alpha males? No, but he’s still hot and a loyal friend to his best friends. He puts up with Brooke and Carly comical ways which I suppose makes him a saint, but he also fits just right and balances them out just right. He’s always there for them when they need him, even if it is to put up annoying ikea furniture.
The friends and family in this book are so lovable, and add to the humour especially Grandpa James. They are all such a normal bunch of family and friends that don’t hold nothing back and tell it how it is, how you’d imagine anybody would be. And I know it’s a standalone but I’d love to hear more from Carly and Zeke maybe?
Emma can do sexy, funny, mystery you name it she can probably do it all, she is so diverse. I love it that she can write a book with scorching hot sex scenes, then a book like this with zero sex and they both be so different but so good. Where there may not have been any hot scenes in this there was tonnes of sarcasm and quick witted banter which just had me giggling throughout, and maybe wanting to bang their heads together a few times!
A brilliantly light, easy and entertaining friends to romance read with a lovely refreshing cover that has made me order one to go on my book shelf already
Review by Lou
Okay, let me start by saying this is the first Emma Hart book I’ve read!! I’ve got a fair few sitting on my kindle, and have always been meaning too, and finally I started with this one. Well it didn’t disappoint and I look forward to reading more from her in the future.
Being Brooke – What a lovely romantic comedy! I thoroughly enjoyed this from start to finish and found the whole book brilliantly written. It flowed so well, and I was completely drawn into the story, captivated by the characters and riveted by the writing!
Brooke was brilliant. I could totally relate to her in so many aspects of my own life. She’s crazy, clumsy, klutzy, witty, funny and an all round ‘Hot Mess’! I loved her fierce friendships with both Carly and Cain – the three of them had some brilliant banter and exchanges which had me chuckling! Cain was lovely – he was kind, caring and extremely tolerating of Brooke’s madness and awkwardness!
Being Brooke is written entirely from Brooke’s PoV throughout which I think worked well. I liked a number of the secondary characters as well – and did I see a hint of a Zeke and Carly in the future in there?!
There was a lot of banter and humour from all of the characters throughout the whole book which made it a really fun, easy to read book. There is no particular drama or huge amount of excitement in the story, which I felt was possibly missing. I’d have liked ‘something’ – I don’t know what though!! It’s a great book which will leave you feeling happy and content with a smile on your face.
Cain’s phone begins to buzz on the table. The screen lights up, and the short name on the screen makes me have to fight a frown.
I know it’s Nina. It always is. It’s like she has a Brooke-dar. She can sense whenever Cain and I are alone and hanging out.
My heart sinks, slowly but heavily, and I school my expression into one of not caring. I refuse to look away from the TV now.
Cain hands me his pizza box, which I take, begrudgingly, then he leans forward and grabs his phone. He waits for the buzzing to stop, then unlocks it and turns it off vibrate.
Then? Then he shoves it under the table, screen down.
Ho. Lee. Shit.
I gape at him. I can’t help it.
A piece of pepperoni drops off the slice of pizza in my hand—the same one that’s frozen halfway to my mouth as I stare at him in total disbelief. Did he really just do it?
“What?” Cain shrugs and takes his box back, grabbing a piece of half-eaten, meaty pizza and shoving the end in his mouth. The crust crunches as he bites down.
I swallow and glance at the coffee table. “I don’t think you’ve ever not taken a call from her.” I can’t help the derogatory way I say ’her’. It’s not intentional—honest. It’s ingrained in me to be vicious to other women. I think it’s a female thing. Self-preservation and all that.
“I don’t think I ever haven’t either.” Cain tilts his head to the side and meets my gaze, a suspicious glint in his green eyes. “But the point is, we haven’t done this in weeks, and I’m having too much fun to leave. Besides, we have all this junk food. If I don’t help you eat it, you’ll eat it all, then it’ll be my fault when your pants don’t fit.”
Oh my god.
“Does she know you’re here?” I smirk slyly and raise my eyebrows.
He shifts uncomfortably. With a cough, he puts his pizza down and grabs his beer bottle to swig from it.
Oh. My. Shitty. Life.
“She doesn’t, does she?” I sit up straight, throwing my half-slice back into my box and shoving his shoulder. “Cain!”
“No,” he mumbles, scratching the back of his ear. “She doesn’t know.”
I laugh. I can’t help it. It’s totally immature of me to delight in the fact he hasn’t told the Prissy Princess where is he and he’s ignoring her calls, but I do. It’s hilarious.
And, okay. I’m smug. Totally smug. There’s only one reason he hasn’t told her, and that’s because she hates me too.
Bitchy Best Friend Mission: Level Up!
“And tell me.” I snicker, just about holding back the volcano of laughter threatening to erupt. “Where does Nina think you are?”
“She thinks I’m at Mom’s.” He looks at me, his lips flattening into a thin line. “Stop laughing, B. No, don’t shake your damn head. I fucking mean it. She’s a little insecure over my friendship with you and Carly, that’s all. Sometimes it’s easier to just tell a… little white lie.”
“A little white lie? She thinks you’re at your mom’s!” I laugh harder and wipe at my eyes because they feel a little too wet.
“I just want the best of both worlds right now, all right?”
“What is the best of both worlds? Pizza with me and blow jobs from her?”
“She chooses not to eat gluten. Until she finds a gluten-free recipe she likes, I can’t eat pizza when she’s around.”
Which is a lot.
I raise my eyebrows again. “Your girlfriend won’t eat gluten but she’ll happily put your dick in her mouth?”
“Brooke. Don’t be a bitch.” He chucks a piece of chicken from his pizza at me, his eyes narrowing.
I’m dying. I think this is it—this is how I die, laughing at Cain’s lame excuses for lying to his girlfriend about spending time with me.
“Oh my fuck. This is hilarious. Seriously. Someone call Comedy Central.”
“Brooke.” He says my name again, this time quieter.
I stop laughing. Just about.
“I’m sorry. I just think it’s funny. You want me to be nice to her but you lie to her about spending time with me.” I shrug a shoulder and peel a piece of pepperoni off my pizza. I’m not even that hungry anymore.
He sighs, putting the top down on his box, and sits back. “She thinks there’s something going on between us.”
I laugh even harder because I might cry if I don’t.
Hi, breaking heart. Grab the tissues, yo.
There’s an awkward silence hanging between us now. It’s not the first time someone has thought that, but given that the more time I spend with Cain, the more I seem to fall for him, it’s awkward. Especially since he’s lying to her just to hang out with me.
I clear my throat and look up at him. “That’s ridiculous. You’re my best friend. Like anything would ever happen between us. I can’t put up with your shit taste in music, for a start.”
“Exactly,” he replies in a quieter voice, scratching behind his ear again. “It’s fucking stupid. I can’t stand your taste in music either. Who the fuck likes Justin Bieber?”
“People who think Kanye West should retire.”
By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she fancies—usually wine—and writes books.
Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a whole lotta love.
She likes to be busy—unless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.