Beetlejuice X Lydia Fanart Novels & Stories

They had orchestrated this, drawing Zadyre in like a lamb to the slaughter, using me as bait in their sick game. “You’ll never win,” I said, forcing steel into my voice despite the fear that churned within me. “Zadyre won’t fall for your trap. He’ll find a way to stop you.” Lydia laughed, a chilling sound that echoed through the cell. “Oh, sweet, naive Brielle,” she cooed, mocking pity in her voice. “You think you did Zadyre are end game and your relationship is so strong. But watch how I now break you both apart into a million pieces. It is going to end right in your face.”

Zilla took a left turn on the road. “Since childhood Daniel and I are best friends since kindergarten. Liam and Xavier are best friends, you will never find them fighting. There are more friends I will introduce tonight,” said Zilla. Amanda took a deep breath. “Finally, there is someone here who wants to talk to me,” she said thought. Zila was singing while driving and she looked so happy when her expression changes as if she saw something or someone in the middle of the road. She pushed the brakes and Amanda’s head hit the dashboard.

The Past. Lydia age 15. Lydia and her girlfriends were at the beach. It was summer break from school. She had just turned 15. The beach was crowded as usual. But she would still be able to see him. He was with the biker group. On the beach they looked like any other family. Well, except for the tattoos. He was tall and about a year older than her. He only had one tattoo on his back. It was their club’s logo. It fascinated her. He’d caught her looking before and grinned at her. But he had never talked to her. He was the most handsome boy she had ever seen.

Althea said, now walking beside Lydia. “Ugh, I’d love to. Really,” Lydia groaned. “But I’ve got a presentation I need to finish tonight. I’ll swing by tomorrow instead. I’ll bring Josh’s favorite—brownies... or maybe pudding?” “Fruit pudding would be better. Josh likes it more than brownies,” Althea said with a hint of regret in her voice. “Such a shame you can’t join us tonight.” “Enjoy your evening, Althea,” Lydia replied, wiggling her eyebrows in a teasing gesture. “Besides, you’ve got plenty of time to spend with Chase, right?”

“You get a group discount on evil lairs? Is there a coupon? 'Rent one warehouse, get a free moat monster'?” “Your humor is ill-advised,” he said, getting out of the car. “Yeah, well, your interior design is ill-advised. This place gives me the heebie-jeebies.” He ignored me and popped the trunk. The second the latch released, a blur of gray fur and fury launched itself at his throat. Lucius didn't even flinch. He moved faster than I could track. One hand snapped out, caught Lydia mid-air by the scruff of her neck and slammed her down onto the concrete with a sickening thud.

she hummed with her eyes closed, her phone on her left ear. “Did you get my mail?” A feminine voice asked through the phone. “I think so. I'm busy, I'll check it out later” Lydia replied and was about to throw the phone back on the chair when she heard her friend say, “Lydia, you have to open that mail and see what I found out” “I'm in the spa getting a good massage, Becky. I don't want to do any fucking thing other than get a good massage and sleep for twelve hours” Lydia replied and the masseur smirked.

“If I were you, just go and throw their stuffs out like what they did to you. It’s what they deserve.” “I know. But you know me, Venus…” I tucked my hair dramatically like how she’s done it. “I’m a natural angel and I couldn’t help the natural kindness within me.” Venus rolled her eyes while Lydia laughingly shook her head. "My bad. I’ll leave you two here quickly to get you some drink. Is there anything you want that I can prepare?” I shook my head at Lydia and told her that a simple juice will do. Venus began wandering around the living room and I noticed how the huge paintings hanging around the wall caught her attention.

(Chris piggybacked Rose) Go, go,go,go ( Logan protected them from the butterflies, slashing the butterflies that come near them till he saw that they were both out of the house) ANYA: (slashed the last butterfly) You know I haven't forgiven you for trying to trap me in my dream LYDIA: It's a pleasure (smirks) LOGAN: And you pretended you were my girlfriend? Ultimate crime. RIVER: You know Lydia, seeing how your dream trap works, I thought you will be tougher but I'm disappointed. You are starting to bore me. LYDIA: Don't worry my dear, you are about to have company. Evil clone (clones of Lydia appeared) Won't be so boring anymore. CLAIRE: I despise talkative LYDIA: You....(angrily) Attack th