Beverly Marsh Novels & Stories

she suggested “Not now Ravel—” “I won't take no for an answer, bervi. You just got ACCEPTED amongst the different candidate by the wani's!!, You should be jumping right now, so please, keep your boring ass aside..” “Fine..!” “Good, I'll bring the drinks and you stay Put, I'll be back” she said and walked out of the door leaving Mariam and Beverly to chuckle almost immediately. “Just like her father” Mariam said softly, her throat not giving way for her to talk properly. “Yeah, I know right” Beverly smiled genuinely.

On the fourth day, when Diro left for a business meeting and wouldn't be back until evening, Beverly made a decision that terrified and thrilled her at the same time. She was going to prove to herself that her beauty was real. Beverly crept through the mansion like a thief in her own home, checking every corner to make sure Irene wasn't lurking somewhere with her disapproving glare and sharp tongue. The coast was clear—Irene was at her weekly spa appointment, the staff was busy with their afternoon duties, and Beverly was alone with her dangerous plan. She slipped out of the house through the kitchen entrance and walked the six blocks to the nearest drugstore, her heart pounding with every s

“Used clothes? Sorry, no. Thank you." The corners of Jackson's lips curved, “No. New clothes. Maria bought it and she hasn't had time to wear it. I think it's almost the same size as you. " Jackson explained at length. In fact, Maria and Beverly were probably almost the same height. However, Beverly was much fuller than Maria. Jackson saw Beverly's curves, from chest to buttocks. What do you think! Jackson said to himself. Beverly pushed Jackson's shoulder as she walked through the door. He tilted his body so as not to come in direct contact with Jackson's body. Once inside, Beverly took a towel and immediately took a shower.

"I'm all right now. We can go back now." "Let's give it a minute. Let your ponytail down, and I'll straighten it a little." Marsha obeyed Beverly like a child, and she sat her in front of the mirror, straightening out her tangles. Without thinking Beverly started redoing Marsha's hair, putting it in an elaborate braid. It made her even more attractive. Determining to go farther, she used a bit of blush, a hint of mascara, and a light pink lipstick on her. Marsha sat silently, her eyes getting bigger as she watched herself transform. When Beverly was done, she would have looked comfortable on the cover of any teen magazine.

"Or perhaps it's because she wasn't willing to marry him. She doesn't live here, but in Everport." Seeing Beverly's distress, she added, "Chief Bronson visited her even after he registered his marriage with you." Beverly looked stunned. Hearing Harold and Esther's cheers, she turned toward the manor's entrance. They were chatting and laughing with James. The moment she looked over, her eyes met James' as he glanced back. "Is she an exceptionally remarkable woman?" Beverly asked in a lowered voice. "Yes," Jessica answered. When she saw Beverly's expression darken with sadness, she emphasized, "She's a renowned cardiothoracic specialist in Everport."

“Just helping Bev with her NYU application essay. She wanted a second opinion.” Beverley nodded quickly, cheeks faintly pink. “Yeah. Thanks, Marcus.” She gathered her laptop and headed upstairs without meeting my eyes fully. I stood there for a long moment after she left, studying Marcus. He looked perfectly normal, relaxed even. But the laptop on the coffee table was closed, and there was no notebook or pen in sight. Another small inconsistency.

Marcus, on the other hand he was everything I wasn’t. Popular. Powerful. Untouchable. Every girl had wanted him back then including Beverly. But then he got his eyes on one person Vanessa Dews. A bitch… just like him. So it still shocked me how things turned out. How he ended up with Beverly. How he got her pregnant. How he married her. I sank deeper into the chair, letting the softness of it ground me. But even his marriage to her didn’t stop how I felt. Not even when everything changed when tragedy struck in our final year and I ended up in prison.