Bethany Hamilton Young Novels & Stories

He walks forward and I finally see him. He’s dressed professionally with a crisp black suit and blue tie. Even his hair is slicked back in a more professional looking way, though whatever hair product he used seems to be struggling to keep those few dark strands from hanging over his forehead. Radiating smooth confidence, he takes his spot beside the judge and is sworn in. Once he sits, Odette walks toward him. “I believe Miles Hamilton needs no introduction, judge, but just in case. Representative Hamilton is the youngest congressman and also a presidential candidate. He is here to speak on Esther’s personal behalf.”

Jace said. Bethany looked beyond Mrs. Hamilton to see an older man push forward. “Nice to meet you, young lady,” he said in a gruff voice. “Jace is very fortunate.” Bethany blushed and extended her hand. Ignoring it, Mr. Hamilton hugged her. Bethany had never been around such a spontaneous, huggy bunch of people. It was weird and yet . . . nice. “So did you cook, Mia? Or did you cheat and have it catered?” Jace said in a teasing voice.

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

And then. Haden let out a low murmur before pulling her in closer to him, "You," he said, "It's definitely you." She froze in his grasp, her eyes still wide, set firmly on Leo. "What's your name?" He asked but Lia didn't respond. "Lia Loren, age 17 from Triton," Leo said deeply, emotion practically undetectable in his tone but upon examining his face, I could see it deep and repressed. "The Alpha's sister..." Haden said, getting a proper look of her. "Nice to meet you, Lia. I'm Haden."

He was interested in what she wanted to say. Jasmine walked away from the girls and she stood in the middle of the room. "Okay guys. I just wanted to tell you that…drum roll, please." The girls laughed at that and Ariel took it upon herself to do the drum roll. Jasmine finally continued what she was saying, while the drum roll was being done. "Thanks, Ariel . So, I wanted to tell you guys that I'm.. expecting a baby."

“How dare you, you vicious hag? Do you even know who she is? Let me tell you, you’re in deep trouble now. She’s Phoebe Larson, the first daughter of Michigan.” Bethany grimaced with malevolence. She laughed as she said, “First daughter? Bullsh*t! I’d say that you’re just boasting! An escort could be a young daughter! The first daughter could also be an escort, doesn’t she just spread her legs for men and let them enjoy? Could it be that her pussy is even inlaid with gold and jade? What a blowhard!” “You… you’re just seeking for your own death!” Jack pointed at Bethany, his whole body trembled from anger.

I said. “Barely married two years and already they want younger men,” Felix said. “We need to step up our game,” I said as Felix shook his head. “So what do we know about this human girl?” Felix asked. “Her name’s Bethany, she just turned eighteen, she works at the diner, poor background, smart as hell, can’t afford college even with the scholarship she got and going nowhere slowly,” I said. “So why is she avoiding our boy Max?” he asked.

“No problem, I’ll just wait on the porch, no need to spread that further.” “So dramatic…” Bethany said before placing a kiss on Rob’s head. “Feel better, I shouldn’t be too late.” We slid into the backseat of the car while Bethany was doing something on her phone. She had a distracted smile on her face. I wondered how well she knew the artist of the show, or if it was a business venture. “Do you know anyone at the show?” I questioned trying to grab her attention. “Yes, my firm represents the artist. Talented woman, very young too. Amazing she doesn’t have the typical drug problems.” She mused still looking at her phone.

Beth was just smiling looking at me so I asked her why she was smiling. "I noticed you were smiling earlier. Why, Beth?" I asked. "It's fun to look at you. One of my dreams is to have a child, Ma'am" she replied with a smile. "Uhm, that will come to you too, Beth. Right now you're still young. How old are you?" I asked. "19 years old, Ma'am," she answered. Beth is a working student. Ransom's family allowed her to work in order to support her studies and also help her parents. Because their life in the province is so difficult, her parents cannot afford to send her to school.I know that because they talked about it in the past.

She explains. I honestly didn’t give the camera a second thought after I realized that I forgot it at the barn. I was worried about getting Gabe to the packhouse and then I was busy trying to take care of him while he recuperated. “I also hear that you helped my little girl too.” She beamed at me. Then she grabbed my hand to examine my palm. How did she know? “It’s alright Hannah, you can trust Christine”, Gabe tells me seeing that I am anxious about this conversation. Christine goes on to explain that she works as a researcher for a nonprofit that was established by a coalition of packs in the area.