Betty Noire Novels & Stories

She can't help herself they just bring back bad memories for me. Towards the end of the night the evening had died down only a few people where left In the restaurant. She makes myself a cup of tea and sits at the bar and drinks it waiting till the diners all leave. All of a sudden she felt the hairs at the back of her neck stand up turning around seeing the detective staring at her, he pulled out a bar stool and sat down and said to her " I'm sorry if I'm staring at you but you look really familiar, I don't know where I've seen you but I feel as though I now you, or maybe you look like someone I just can't figure it out". I smile at him and nod my head bring my hair down to cover the s

All I have to do is act a little and you will be on the streets. And Betty knew that she was being serious because she had tasted how evil she can be so she nodded her head so that she can let go of her hair, she was hurting her. She gave her one last look and went out of the room. Betty was left breathless, the woman was not an easy one to deal with and she had to be careful next time.

As they moved together, the young woman introduced herself to us. “I’m Luna Charlotte’s Beta,” she said softly. “My name is Nia. It is a pleasure to meet you all. I’m afraid that my mate, Yosen, and our pack’s Gammas, Luen and Jack, are out on patrol tonight, but I wanted to come and meet you all.”

The officer gently pushed her aside, before saying “That isn’t your decision to make. Move.” Ruby gasped as they walked past her and entered her room. She stayed in the hallway, typing furiously on her phone to call the cops and report them when… “I found it!” he heard the attendant's voice. Ruby's blood turned to ice. Found what? Her phone nearly slipped from her hand. “What?” Ruby whispered, walking slowly toward the room. The officer who had shown her the warrant earlier stepped out holding a sealed white designer box. The box from Maison Elloria Couture.

"You need anything else? Food? We got pie." "We're good. Thanks." Betty nodded and walked away toward the kitchen. Sienna watched her go, then turned back to Dante. "You think she bought that?" "Doesn't matter. She's not going to remember us." "How can you be so sure?" "Because people like Betty survive by not asking questions. She sees people like us come through here every night. Runaways. Criminals. Addicts. She pours coffee, takes their money, and forgets they ever existed."

the Chairman asked, his voice like dry parchment. ​"Leona is a non-factor," Betty scoffed, waving a manicured hand. "She’s a doll. She’ll do whatever the strongest man in the room tells her to do." ​"You always did have a terrible eye for talent, mother." ​My voice cut through the air like a gunshot. Betty froze, her glass slipping from her hand and shattering on the stone floor. She turned, her face turning a ghastly shade of white as she saw me standing there—not in a tattered red dress, but in black silk, with a look in my eyes that she didn't recognize.

she said pointing towards Ria. Betty's eyes widened as she took a proper look at Ria from head to toe. She had mistook Ria as a maid because of the apron on her and the plain clothes she wore. But now taking a proper look at her, there's a baby bump and a ring identical to Adrian's on her left fingers. Betty's face suddenly turned darker as she clenched her hands into tight fists. “So you're the one? The baby trapper? The homewrecker? The woman who forced her way into Adrian’s life?” her voice came out sharp.

Nadia asked as she continued to search under the table. "Well... It has a silver heart in the middle with black and red inlays," she said. "And... obviously, the rest is in gold." "Oh..." Nadia muttered, looking to one side, where the small kitchen table with what Katherina was looking for was. She looked at Tom. "Take it and give it to her," she whispered, but Tom refused. "Don't mess around, Thomas. Do what I say. Do it before she stands up from under the table."

She wanted to see this mysterious guy who liked to punish women. Some of his old victims had told her that he was punishing them for someone else’s crime, but this woman was not worried. She liked it rough and he was going to give it to her tonight. She liked him. He was handsome. When he motioned her to strip, she bowed her head and then obeyed. Her head cover went first and she revealed her long chestnut hair. She was careful not to look into his eyes but she wanted to see if he was affected. She then pulled the ribbon around her neck and then around her waist. She slowly pulled down the zipper on the back, and rolled down her sleeves. She wiggled her bottom before getting rid of the dress

I glanced up just in time to see Loretta making her way toward us. “I’ll give you space,” Riven said, quickly rising and walking away. “Kaiden,” Loretta greeted, her irritably sweet as she settled into the seat beside me. “What a delightful party.” I ignored her, eyes fixed on my drink. “Silent treatment?” she teased lightly, then reached into her pocket. “Well, look what I found.” She pulled something out and held it before me. I froze. The gleam of silver caught the light, alongside the sparking of the black and red diamond, encrusted in its handle— the Darkhaven heirloom.