Bethany Whisper Novels & Stories

—Ethan whispered under his breath, unheard by all but himself: “Heaven help me.”

" I catch her rolling her eyes at me when I turn my back on her, but I let it slide - for now. Weirdly enough she seems to calm down further as we walk down the street to our destination, just two people strolling around town on a cloudy Saturday mid-morning. Once inside the atrium of Beth's house I ring the bell next to the unassuming door down into the basement, knowing that today it will be locked to ensure privacy to anyone inside. Bella self-consciously picks some invisible lint off her sweater, then jumps a little as the door opens, her hand squeezing mine for support. I'm not surprised to see Raven, Beth's somewhat obnoxious

BETHANY~~~ Bethany was in a carriage on her way to the house of the merchant, oddly enough, it was hard to get a meeting with him than she had hoped but finally, she had put it through two days after, noting that it was urgent She had neared his estate, and she was very impressed at the stature of his wealth being this big, from the fountain that centered around the front grounds of the house, to the large horse she could see, majestic and expensive, her brows rose, she was impressed, but that was not what she came for, she willed herself to stop looking around

bethany said “you will be here for a couple of days?” little ava asked, bethany nodded “then lets do it, i want to keep dispelling those awful lies that asshole put in my head” little ava answered “thats my little tank” he whispered smiling “go on then i will make sure you both get to bed safely” bethany said looking back to the door where barry pushed through and waited

She pressed a kiss to her cheek before running for the stairs. "Beth, why are you back so early?" Sarah called after her. "I have a date!" Beth called back, pulling off her clothes and running into the shower. "A date?" Sarah mumbled to herself with a smile of wonder on her face. Beth took a quick shower and slipped into a sweetheart necklined white dress with cup sleeves, having a fitted bodice that descended into lovely loose pleats at the waist, ending just above her knees. Fastening the only necklace and bracelet she owned around her neck and wrist, she pulled her hair into a rough bun, put on her pin earrings and put on the white and brown fluffy flip flops she'd bought only a while ago

Gradually, the orb reduced in size and finally disappeared. “How did it come about? Tell me. Something must have triggered it right?” He demanded. Bethany nodded her head shyly. How does she tell him that the reason her powers had been activated was that she was mad at him? “Bethany, talk to me, how did it come about?” He repeated, staring closely at her and reducing the gap between them. *Flashback to the Last Day of Summer Trip* Bethany walked into the lunch area with her tray of food in her hand. She dressed in a pink crop top and baggy jeans that settled comfortably on her waistline. Her hair was slicked back in a ponytail and her lips shone under the hot bright sun.

In Abigail’s heart of hearts, she already knows, she has a special admiration for Debbie since the day they met. Abby hasn’t forgotten the days she felt the special connection, though it may not mean anything to Debbie but mere thoughtless words. She can vividly recall; it was their first meet up, as Debbie whispers to her ears and said, “I prayed for you when you’re sick.” Abigail was puzzle when Debbie did know she was sick; in fact, she was not ill during that time. It remains a mystery to Abby why did Debbie whisper those words. It was a sweet melody that touches her soul.

~Jayan~ Bethany’s pretty little mouth quirks up in a deliciously evil smile, and she leans over, close enough that damp tendrils of her hair frame my face, and I stop breathing altogether, world screeching to a stop as I pray to all the gods that she's going to kiss me. But instead, she whispers, “You want more?" Her fingers skim the head of my cock. I grit my teeth as my hips jerk up of their own accord again, desperation and need taking the reins until all I can think about is getting more from her.

I opened it and read through it. " Martha Hemsworth, former cheer captain at Brookdale high. Born in coastvile, age 23. Hmm, the bad girl Is 23 years old." I said and read through her document. " Stop reading her school file Riley." Bethany said, opening her closet. She saw a box that looked enchanted with shiny rocks. " What Is this?" Bethany asked. I stared at it dazed. She tried to open it with her hair pin but it didn't. Instead it bent out of shape.

Tanner My eyelids close for what I’m sure is the last time as the swamp swallows me whole. I blink, and I wake up from the nightmare of mud and mire to see an angel. Bailey is smiling down at me, her eyes shining with relief and love. Muck from the swamp covers every inch of her, and brackish water drips from her hair. She’s the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen. “Tanner?” she asks, her voice hushed and quiet as though she’s by a patient’s bedside. “Baby? Can you hear me?”