Romans & histoires Beth Hart Bad Woman Blues

I turned to look at the mirror which now had a crack, probably from me leaning on it for so long, and saw that my hair was messy as was my makeup and perhaps the most jarring was the hickey on my neck. Gah! Why would Derris do something like this? I didn't even have any makeup with me to cover it up. I was actually a little joyful that he gave me a hickey but how exactly would I explain this to Max? Damn it! Anyway, after minutes of contemplation, I tried my best to use my hair to keep the love bite from sight. Love bite... (Giggles) After tidying up, I stepped out of the bathroom and made my way back to my seat in the main event hall. By then, Black Diamond was up on stage, performing their

Then he added with a sigh, "Austin was blind. How could he leave such an outstanding wife like you for Isla?" My brows arched slightly. "You knew her?" He shook his head quickly. "Not exactly. Back then, she begged me to help her climb the social ladder. She even drugged my drink, trying to get into my bed. When I found out she'd pulled a cheap trick like that, I threw her out without a second thought. Later, I heard she latched onto one of my students for a few years." I let out a quiet sigh. How pathetic—something others discarded, Austin still treated as a treasure.

I stopped and turned to see Blake speaking to Seth and the fact that they mentioned 'nerd' picked my interest. "What you don't know buddy is that she is next on my list" Blake "You have a fuck list," Seth asked, amused by the things his friends do "Yeah, every playboy has registers, where they mark the number of girls they smashed. I am telling you bruh, Elena is next on my smash list" I felt every anger in my fibre coming to light as I approached the dude. "Who did you say you want to fuck next?" At first, Seth looked surprised by the type of voice I was using but the idiot still dared to mention her name.

"Hey, people only fix their targets on the mistress, but what about the unfaithful man himself? Aren't both of them at fault? Most people only go after the mistress; you rarely ever see anything about the cheating bastard." I left the room to get some fresh air and returned half an hour later. With blood still seeping out of her scalp, Sylvia came over to reason with me. "Look, young lady. We admit our wrongdoings and promise it won't happen again. How about we forget about all this? You're so rich, surely you're not lacking the 2 million or so dollars we owe you." A woman from the Anti-Mistress Alliance chimed in, "Yeah, exactly! You're so wealthy. We didn't mean any harm, so don't hold thi

He often thought of the damage he had caused but that was like crying over spilled milk. He abandoned her within a backward glance. He hated himself for what he did to her. He hated he had to see those beautiful eyes of hers again. She hasn't changed except for the rage and boiling hatred she was looking at him with which was replaced by the look of love. She still maintained her tall gorgeous frame Her curves Which he could trace with his fingers. She was still the Gabrielle, everly Beautiful with her cheek bones and her elegantly sloped nose. He clenched his fists in a manner only him knew what was going on.

Only a speck of life was left in her body. She stared at herself in horror and in her eyes she could see her reflection. Her eyes were gray and her hair was brown. She was the Badblood girl. "H...help" she choked in pain. Tears fell down on her eyes. Rila just stared at herself in horror. She felt like her stomach was turned upside down. She looked in the distance and saw a tall man with unspeakable ugliness. His face was out of this world. He was holding an ax covered with thick crimson blood.

“A foolhardy thing to do, Jayden Wells, your attempts to remedy everything even more foolish. Now the human turns her back on you as you try to save her life, wanting to go back to her baby.” Jayden looked once more at the woman in his arms. Her hands were now off her ears, but her eyes glittered like stone as she kept whispering, asking to go back to her baby. “Look what you have reduced her to, Jayden.” Elliott’s voice came from behind them. “Her grief drives her mad, and now she can barely act like the human she is. We may be doing her great mercy by killing her.” “You will not dare—” Jayden started to yell, tears running down his eyes.

“You could’ve at least— “ “Listen, young man, you are very lucky that I’m not a callous person. I’ve been painted as a bad bitch and yes I am a bad bitch, I won’t even deny that. In this institution, a woman won’t go far if they’re not a bad bitch. But one thing’s for sure, I’m not a heartless person.” “W-what about Mr. Huang?” I asked suddenly remembering about the old man who owned the store that I just robbed.

Her pride was hurt. "Harriet!!!" Someone shouted, but Beth could not hear properly. The sound was fuzzy and distant. She opened her eyes, but her vision was blurry. She placed a hand over the eye. It ached. "For someone with such an innocent look, you sure are scary." Her voice came closer, and until her hands landed on Beth's shoulders, she did not know where she was. "Tell me, what did you do to get him to bed you, you disgusting seductress. Tell me!" Lady Cossington demanded, shaking her.

was that how it had truly happened? In the last two years of the great war, Beth had been confined to a dark corner of the Catii pack house, sabotaged by both Annalise's treachery and Matthew's betrayal of the mate bond. She had been poisoned slowly every day, hidden from the world who believed she was simply succumbing to a frailty that had finally revealed itself after too many years of fighting under Matthew Catii like she was some kind of true warrior. Female Alphas, many had sighed, clucking their tongues. This was why they were supposed to stay submissive and quiet under subjection. Fighting was too violent for women, even if they were the daughters of Alphas.