Betty Archies Novels & Stories

"Who is it?" "It's Betty ma'am." Betty was my assistant. She was the first person that volunteered to show me around. "Come in." The door opened and she stepped in. "Here are the designs you requested for ma'am." She handed over to me the files in her hands. "Hyde's Clothing and Hyde's Jewelries?"

Bainbridge island 7: 55pm Betty had finished the meeting with some of the women in church concerning this year's end of the year children party. Her love for children, and her need for them to always be happy and satisfied, was what the head of church recognized, making her the head of that committee. For eleven good years now, she has been at helm of things, making sure no party was like the last. With a satisfied smile, Betty picked up her pink Louise vuitton purse that Cynthia, Veronica's friend bought for her last Christmas when they went to visit their daughter. She turned when she heard a voice, calling her name.

Elli stood beside Archibald as they waited for his car to pick them up so they can head off for lunch. She watched as Betty played with his father’s face gently and her heart just melted at the mere sight of it. She thought back of all the love she got from her dad. “Car is here,” Archibald remarked a few minutes later. He handed Betty to her nanny and patiently waited for his car to stop. He opened the car door and gestured to Elli. “You go in, first. I’ll sit on the front.”

Slowly his pale face recovered its colour. "You are now looking fine, so let's go to La City du Toit de l'Arche." "Where? What is it?" "A restaurant! A good one." The top floor spanned the arch contained shops, a large gallery space, and open courtyards with stairways to the roof. In a moment, they entered a lovely restaurant with a lot of floor to ceiling windows. However, Matthew wasn't happy. "Can we sit somewhere far from the windows, please?" He didn't play anymore. After the ride in the glass elevator, he still didn't feel well.

Before I could answer, a sugary voice cut through the air like poison honey. “No, you can’t,” Betty crooned, gliding toward us in a tight cocktail dress. Her heels clicked like daggers. “That’s my cake. And only I can blow out the candles.” She leaned down, lips barely curved. “Didn’t your mother teach you manners? When you go to someone else’s party, you don’t act entitled. And sweetheart, you don’t run around calling strange men your daddy. It’s rude. Isn’t that right, Archie?” The smug look she threw me was almost comical in its gloating.

As he walked in, he shot me a glance but did not speak anything until he took a seat in the principal’s chair. I fumbled with my fingers. It was very rare when we got to see beta Archer. As far as I was informed, he had fought several battles side by side with Rhett. People said he was a flirt when it came to pretty girls, easygoing, and cunning, but right now when I was in front of him, I did not see a glimpse of his rumored personality at all. Not that I wanted to BE face to face with him at all. He kind of intimidated me. His sudden appearance at the college increased my confusion even more.

Lucas’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts, and I glanced up to see him leaning against my office door, arms crossed, expression unreadable. Adam followed behind him, dropping into one of the chairs opposite my desk, legs stretched out like he had nowhere better to be. "Let me guess," Adam mused, eyes narrowing. "This has something to do with a certain brunette who’s been occupying all your free time lately?" I didn’t answer. Didn’t need to. Because they both knew. They had known since the night I walked into the bar and tore up that fucking bet like it meant nothing. Since the second I stopped pretending this was just another game.

“Thanks for that, Eden. Love you too. Pretty sure Bailey wasn’t after my resume.” Eden chuckled. “Well, if she was, it would go something like that, would it not? Asher Alcott, Beta of the pack, grumpy old bastard, with a face to match. Dark and mysterious with a face like a smacked ass. Face sure to crack if he attempted to smile and no clue how to mix with other people. Interaction with people limited. Do not expect conversation. If you want help, bring chocolate to bribe.”

I changed my mind when it comes to Tessa. "I understand where you are coming from, I know you are trying to protect me from heartbreaks". "It is not only that, you know our society doesn't accept that which you all fully aware of". He said slapping my head playfully, my face turned sour, I slumped on the chair again. There is a society we are in called Bridge Awe. It is a society where we support each other as friends, and also play dangerous games. Which Richard is the leader, I am the second in command and Rollins is the third on command.

Ravyn agreed. "I was at my desk when the Archer family came through the lobby to leave," Betty said, and her voice had the careful, almost studied neutrality of someone saving the most interesting part. "Which, fine, normal thing, meetings end, people leave. Except they did not look like a meeting had ended normally. They looked like—" She paused, apparently searching for the right description. "You know when you're watching a nature documentary and there's a confrontation between two animals and one of them loses, and it walks away but it's doing that thing where it's very deliberately not running because running would be admitting it lost?" Ravyn looked at her.