Bethany Frye 소설 & 이야기

"You dead." Bethany nudged him with a firm smile. "Don't be scary. You don't look like a killer... Rather cute, thanks to your white hair." Xavier raised his brow and scoffed. Of course, killers do not have the title inscribed on their foreheads. They go about freely and live like ordinary persons, just like him. He heaved a sigh. "So tell me something about yourself, and then we can be even." Bethany bit her forefinger, wondering what she was to tell. "I'm an only child, who lost her mom to cancer at the age of ten." She shrugged, holding unto her toes on the couch.

Her d-cup tits get the men's attention. Enjoy ************** Bethany sat in the hotel bar and sipped a Bloody Mary. She'd checked in an hour ago and now she had a whole evening ahead of her, nothing planned, no people to see. It was perfect. Her favourite part of travelling a lot on business was that she could act like a slut on a regular basis without anyone in her hometown finding out. And she loved being a slut.

_Silence. Bethany Vane. 42 years old. Interim CEO. 5 months. Since Chapter 47. Hair gray now. Wasn’t gray in Chapter 47. “Mrs. Vane-Knight,” Bethany said. Hand out. Shake. Firm. “Good to see you. And him. How is he?” “He’s Dada work,” Ivy yelled. From hallway. Running. Toy laptop. Showing off. “I help!” _Thump._ Bethany laughed. Real. “I see that. Future CFO.”

(Eve's POV) ‘I want to reset my life. Please, can somebody push that button?’ I groaned, wincing at the bright light when my expected guest turned on the switch. I immediately pulled the old, worn-out blanket and covered my face. “Reset? Where’s the button, Eve Bennet, and I will.” Bethany sneered, grasping the edge of the blanket and tugging it towards her. Bethany Bennett, my chirpy and goddess-looking best friend, beamed like the sun in her flouncy, off-shoulder yellow floral dress, contrasting my black pair of silk sleepwear, and like my blanket, it was old but comfortable.

she places her hands in his palms and they gently move out. Gryphon looks about 6 feet or slightly smaller, he has long black hers with a few beards on his chin, he looks naive and kind. Overall he has an innocent face like that of his soon to be wife, Bethany... Bethany just turned 16 years old, but she's smart enough for her age, a very good observer. She speaks less and observes more. Also, she has good manners and she can be very mean when need be. . . ~ ~ Human's World ~ ~

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

Chapter 53: The Amethyst Serpents ───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 25 - 2027 ║ ║ Thursday║ (D - 1) Before the Commencement of Olympia's Cup║

Am going to act like i don't have a clue of their plans, when we leave this building am going to run away. But i need a weapon. "Hi my name is Bethany you can call me beth ."I said trying to flirt with a guard. "Well you have a nice name and a really sexy body."He said looking at me lustfully. "Do you want to ..."I whispered in his eyes. I saw a small knife in his pocket ,it would be easy for me to use. "Let's go to my room ,nodody come there."He said holding my hands. "Ok ."I said following him ,I could see the bulge in his pants.

Nothing to try and do. " At least they've caught the Alejo guy" Yeah. So Faryah was definitely with Miss Hae Soo and she's a witch that can do anything to hurt people who she hated. " Miss Hae Soo could be doing anything to Faryah now and here I am, sitting and doing nothing" my heart kept on breaking over and over as I let those words leave me. "Don't worry e...." Ethan was cut off by the sound of my default IPhone ringtone. I wasn't in the mood to enjoy the sweetness of my ringtone.

“No one. Let’s go.” Bethany’s heart shattered at his dismissal. She needed something—someone—to drown out her pain. And then, she remembered seeing Dean slip into a nearby room. Fury burned in her chest. She stormed up to the door and kicked it open. Dean was shirtless, smirking at her. Bethany yanked off her dress and sneered, “Let’s see what you think about this, Fred.”