Billy Butcher Novels & Stories

I look from one young man to the other. “More fun with friends.” Billy blinks at me a few times, and I know he thinks he’s a heartbreaker. I grin. “Maybe you boys need to talk to my pa, then,” I tell him. “You gonna be helpin’ us keep the cattle in check?” Andy takes a step closer to me. His breath smells of cigarette smoke and whisky–not minty fresh creek water. I choke down somethin’ akin to a cross between a cough and a laugh. “You bet.”

Billy letting the others have a moment to take in the incredible sight of his stepmother before he sent her off to get them all another beer, even though their current one’s had been barely touched. “This is the best Billy!” said Clint, “you fucking rule man!” “Hell yeah!” agreed Dougie. “How would you like her to suck your cock?” Billy asked them. After seeing Billy’s hot stepmother strip off and let them play with her tits, Dougie and Clint thought that nothing could surprise them again. They were wrong. “You’re shitting us?” Clint said in disbelief, although everything he had seen so far suggested that Billy was deadly serious. “How would you like to fuck her?” Billy asked.

whatever the conclusion was, I was going to respect it and allow him do what he wanted to. "Okay, here's the thing. Billy owns a bunch of assassin. That's what his company is about. He picks up young boys and girls from the street or he buys them off from some traders and then he trains them to become assassins working under him. He doesn't pay them well but he does give them food and drink everyday and he believes that enough pay for them."

Bentley City — Helena’s Uncle’s House Helena stood on the balcony, arms wrapped around herself as the sun dipped beneath the horizon. The city lights flickered to life below, but her eyes weren’t on the skyline. They were on her phone. She’d just gotten a new message. Greg: Bianca’s starting to crack. Theo’s got the full video. The real one. Henry slipped something in your drink. We have it all. Her heart jumped. Finally. Proof. She ran downstairs, where Uncle Davy was reading by the fireplace. He looked up as she burst into the room.