Novel & Cerita Bloodthirsty Betty

Alex replied coldly. Indeed, a shocking remark. This was particularly true for Hailey, who did not know what to think. She instantly regretted a little, asking Alex for help. This was not what she expected! “Damn it!” Betty was enraged and immediately sent her hand flying across Alex’s face. Alex grabbed her hand and slapped her instead. “How dare you hit me!” Betty was taken completely by surprise. Ever since her marriage into the Summers family, her status had skyrocketed, and everyone treated her with the utmost respect and reverence. Nobody would ever hit her!

How she stabed her three more times and left her on the cold ground. Betty slapled her hands over her ears to let out the cry Sophia made as she stabed her over and over again. Betty rocked her self back and forth, trying to clear the awful image imprinted in her head that would always remind her what kind of a monster she had turned into.

Bellatrix repeatedly asks fate-why is her innocent life drowning in the folly of sin? Bellatrix walked slowly towards the door at the end of the room. She is moving a little bit while looking at the bats carefully. Her illusion is that they're going to run and jump like those wolves. She pulled slowly on the thick wooden handle. But it didn't open. He pulled it a little harder, then with all her might. Can't open. Meanwhile, her body is in critical condition. Her head is spinning, my vision is blurry from here, and her legs are shaking so much that she can't stand up straight for long. Chucky looked back at the sudden sound of wings fluttering. The bats stared at her with a frown. The bats j

“What the f*ck is wrong with you? What is there in that S*ut which I don’t have??? F*ck me Mark or else I will pull that bitch out by hair and destroy her disgusting body which you love playing with!” That was the last straw and Mark landed a hard slap on her face! ‘SLAP!!’ Betty fell on her bed roughly and hair sprawled over her face! She was shocked! Though she didn’t expect Mark to be nice and polite to her but when she removed the hairs from her face and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, see saw blood and couldn’t imagine that Mark would hit her so hard. “How? How dare you do this to me for that wh*re who must have F*cked more men than you could imagine??” Betty yelled throwing

“Ugh, stop taking already” “Make me?” I said with a smirk on my Face. Betty quickly leaned closer to my face, her lips hovered over mine. As I grip her neck with one hand. Her nails sunk into my neck causing me to groan. As she flickered her tongue over mine, her hot breath lingered over my lips. And I’m on the fucking wheel with just one hand. She’s gonna get us killed. “take that babyy, don’t you dare make the mistake of underestimating me again, I can get you killed if I want”

My eyes drifted to the woman and saw her blazing red eyes staring at Jaxon intently. "What are you doing to him?! Stop it!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. I remembered Carter had told me that vampires who were born and didn't undergo transition can acquire unique abilities. And what this woman was doing must be her ability. "Why would I? I am enjoying this," the woman said evilly. Tears formed in my eyes as I witnessed how Jaxon kept on shrieking in pain.

she cursed out loud, forgetting for a moment where she was. "Blood." Her abductor growled, a deep sound that sent shivers down her spine causing her to feel dread. "I hate the sight of blood." Hers was a rich red and thick blood that smelled nice and caused his nose to pucker. He tried so hard to contain his fangs but couldn't. They bared themselves out in agitation and he turned away immediately. It's been so long since he had any contact with human blood. The beastly side of him had become excited when they perceived the richness of her blood and had reared up its ugly head.

The faint smell of rust and saltwater filled the air, mingling with a sense of danger. A lone figure stood in the center, bathed in the eerie glow of a single hanging bulb. “You came,” the voice said—cold, clipped, familiar. Damon’s heart skipped. It was someone he hadn’t expected to see again. “Why now?” Damon asked, voice low. The figure stepped forward, revealing a face etched with years of secrets and pain—Betty. But Betty was supposed to be dead. Sarah gasped, clutching Damon’s arm. “That’s impossible…”

Her eyes trailed to my hand where the blade was still in my hand and she let out a small scream, pressing her hand to her mouth to hold it in. “You're a fucking monster,” she cried, looking my eyes with her tear filled ones. I hated to see her cry. It affected something deep inside of me that I couldn't identify. I thought of what Viktor had said and my blood ran cold. I glared at Nazlynn, unable to show what I was actually feeling. “You’re right chica bella, but this fucking monster is your husband,” I yelled, slamming my fist on the mirror. It cracked, a web-like pattern covered the surface. “And that’s the only thing keeping you alive till this point.”

She looked back one more time ,found out that he was no longer following her. The cool night breeze was the only consolation in her situation. She saw light coming from a far distance. "Please help me .."That was the last thing she said before fainting. When i opened my eyes i was in a room. "Why do i always end up in a room."Beth murmured. "I see you have woken up."The man said. "Let me go." "Is that what you say to someone who helps you." The room looked like a motel, the lights were not too bright making the room look like an interrogation room.