Bettyboop Novels & Stories

"Sis. . . ." "Even though I'm a Freezell, I had a hard time finding a job after I graduated college because of my appearance and clothes. I wouldn't be able to enter the Montealegre Empire if it weren't for grandma, so I won't quit my job due to my boss's attitude. Firstly, I don't think he is doing anything to me, although there may be something wrong with his attitude he treats me well," I responded. "If it wasn't for Grandma Cassandra's help, I probably still wouldn't have a job today. You saw how I was bullied in the office on my past work, didn't you? The employees did the same as the previous ones I applied to. I said in a sad tone.

She said. I don't know if I should tell her my real name. "My name is Bethany."I managed to say. "Thats a nice name ,unlike mine its manly."She said . "Its a nice name ,I can call you Christy." "I never thought of shortening my name."She said smiling. "So Let's be friends."she added. "Sure."

Betty exclaimed as her eyes turned red, and she complained to Diana, "Sob... Mommy, Sean is mean!" Her daughter was too adorable, and Diana found it amusing. "Sweetie, why is your brother a meanie?" "He… He pinched my little tadpoles..." "Tadpoles?" Diana was perplexed, and glanced at the dishes. "Where are there tadpoles?" "T-These things..." Betty pointed at the broccoli crumbs on the plate. "They... They look like tadpoles." Betty was an adorable little girl, and she looked sweet and tender. Her mouth curled into a pout when she spoke, which absolutely melted Diana's heart.

My heart ached to see her as my Beta's daughter where she could have been my daughter… sorry little one… Orfilia's pov The bass of the loud music vibrated our windshield when we stepped out of Bobby's car. The entire place looked as if we had entered a different realm. The place was lit with fairy lights and glazes of hues were contrasting with the ambience. Bobby held my hands firmly and we entered the party hall. At first, I was surprised and surprised to see many guests at the party but then I realised that it was Alpha's daughter's birthday too.

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" Hello everyone! May I have your attention!" The chatter dies down as the crowd look at the elder. Anticipating. " Everyone! Today we found another reason to add on to our days celebration!" " Our Queen Scarlett Lockwood along with her team has successfully resolved the ever ending dispute over the northern province!" " And I with great honour would like to reward her with the entitlement of...the Golden medal for the best and the first Beta female in history!" Scar looked shocked. The title was the most prestigious award ever given to a Beta.

Moi grinned waltzing over to my livid body, as I laid staring at the roof of her room. "Okay, story time!" She chimed happily climbing into the bed beside me and folding her feet like the statue of Buddha. I groaned annoyed, which earned me a slap to the shoulder. "Hey, that hurts! " I said nursing my arm. The hell! I can never understand how the smallest people have the heaviest hands. "Come on, you mope around all day about being bored, " she says tucking a strand of her blue dyed hair behind her ear. "Now is your chance to have fun, " Her eyes narrowed on me mischeviously. "Unless you're terrified. "

she snapped, “I need to get back the shop before the boss has my head. Is this about the Bloody Barbies again?” Bloody Barbie was the nickname Maria gave to the murders ever since she’d gotten involved as a suspect. It was an apt name. Each crime scene that had been investigated was painted red with each victim’s blood, and in each one there would be a bloody doll left behind (though, not exactly a Barbie), no less than three feet away from the body.

“Our children die, and then demons crawl up in their bodies and wear them like a suit.” Betty looked around at those nearby, including her husband. Nobody was reacting as though Mabry were some crazy cat lady in a comic skit. No. They were nodding. Even Tim. She was surrounded by lunatics. And now I’m in their number. The old woman leaned forward and wrapped her claws around Betty’s wrist. She appeared so wiry and small, only the strength in that grip was as frightening as anything Betty had ever experienced. Fear made people weak, this she knew better than most, but in turn, nothing fueled the human body better than hatred. And the more unfounded that hatred was, the better the mileage.

“Thou royal highness, I beseech thee to dip thy golden hand into Jonathan's genital area and stroke his one-eyed dragon for a minute, and I implore that thou doest it with haste, master.” Betty hissed out loud. “It's not as if I am afraid to do it o, but you could've given me someone better na,” she complained crabbily, eyeing Alice badly. “Out of all the fine men here, you gave me a local baboon. Pathetic!”