Betty Jughead Novels & Stories

Hybrid". Callum stuttered. He was more normal than before, still not fully. Stephen smiled a bit. "Hybrid. It's a mixture of Vampire and Werewolf. My Mother was a vampire. Mated to a Wolf. Which is fatal by the way. But she had some supernatural powers so... My Dad.. A pure blood wolf. He was the Alpha of the pack. That made my mom Luna, second in command.

Amara mutters kindly. Amara and I are not close friends, but I have hung out with her and the others in the past. Once a month, Zoe would have a girls’ night where she’d invite some of Azazel’s friends’ mates. It allowed us to hang out without the guys around. All of the women are a different supernatural species. We already know that Zoe is a siren; my sister is descended from oracles, Nevaeh is a Nephilim, Jules is a hunter, and Amara is a Breija. I guess it can be a little intimidating to be around so many powerful women. But none of them act like jerks. In fact, they’re all pretty sweet. Lucifer steps forward and faces the couple. Amara gapes for a moment, making me realize that she migh

He was looking forward to meeting Janette and Jordan Findley. This morning, however, he was eager to share the information he and Vicky had pried from the Vampire in the alley with the rest of their teammates. Vicky was one of only two women on their team. The other, Berta, was a large German Guardian who was known for her ability to pick Vampires up and slam them into hard surfaces—such as buildings or streets—crushing their bone structure and leaving piles of ash in her wake. Spying her squeezed into a chair at the end of the table, Aaron was glad to be sitting far away from her, next to the dainty-in-comparison Vicky, who likely wouldn’t accidentally crush his hand should she get excited

Since my stay here, I heard her name a few good too many times while the guys were talking. I hear the rumble of bikes and I turn, but the hill blocks my view of the other side. Kaleb howls his lungs out and I put my food down to get him from his rocking chair, but Jade gets him. She was the one who came back with Beggar 2 weeks back. She has a beautiful tattoo that she shows off on her back, of a fallen angel sitting with a broken wing. She’s shorter than me, but not by much. She played a game of Jenga with me the one night while we binged watched, Discovery of Witches.

Sitting in Annastasia and Mallory’s living room--again--Cadon tried to stay quiet and let Jamie and Ashley answer all of the questions the girl had. Plenty of questions popped out of her mouth as they were talking about the pluses and minuses of becoming a Hunter. Mallory’s biggest concerns seemed to be actually having to fight Vampires and the pain that she would have to undergo in order to turn herself into a Hunter.

Next to her, leaning against the royal blue wall was the French quarter head witch, Uncle Benjamin. Aunt Gabi, the Pack's beta female, and Uncle Mitch's mate was seated on the long couch along with Aunt Neela, a witch. And her chosen mate, Uncle Declan, the head Vampire of the Eastern Vampire Coven. Aunt Allegra was leaning on the armchair closest to the door. She was Uncle Benjamin's chosen mate and a vampire warrior. She was a badass. Theo was pinned on the armchair next to Aunt Rhona's. As the day passed, he looked more like the future Alpha of the Crescent Moon's Pack.

I grinned as I let my true scent sniff by the last were-rogue. I can tell she’s a girl due to her stand, her size smaller than them, and her voice. She sniffs the air and closes her almost dilated red eyes while drooling sticky saliva. “Playtime…” I coldly said as I get one of my personalized sterling silver daggers. Its handle design with ancient carves with a black diamond rune at the center. While the silver blade has a small skull with the letter “D” on its forehead. It’s my signature as a well-known werewolf hunter feared by them.

Betty's revelation flashed through my mind. It was a timely coincidence and one I was ever grateful for. Elena had said that their Lycan family had married a few witches some generations in the past giving rise to some of the Lycans having the gift of prophecy. It had been recessive in Elena but had started showing in Betty from a young age. When she had correctly seen another pack creeping on their village, it had given their pack time to make preparations and defend themselves. She was something of a local hero after that.

It was a really dark and bad thing to do, and it make a powerful warewolf of today useless and weak the next day. Beta Brent on the other hand, was totally clueless about the danger coming his way as he put his attention yo protect his master, Brent wa sjust walking back and forth of the silvermoon pack boundary. He was just very observant as usual, and ready to spot any threats, but he had no clue someone from his own Palacd friends was planning a bad attack. So, this evil girl, Princess Bethany, waited till it was super dark and crept up on Beta Brent. Her heart was racing because she was both scared and excited. Bethany had been getting ready for this moment, collecting all the stuff she

Dad said. “They want us to know that they are there, but they don’t want to engage.” Arlo said. I looked at Lucas and he looked really confused because he couldn’t mind link with any of us and he didn’t know what was going on. So, he just had to take his lead from me. I looked ahead and a female vampire with flaming red hair came into view, but was standing far enough away so we couldn’t attack her. Her eyes were fixed on me and a smirk appeared on her face as she cocked it to the side.