Bloodthirsty Betty Novels & Stories

The killed Martha to bend him to his will but that only made him want to stand stronger. Now they were doing it again. A man he thought was his friend and the other he’d known since they were both in diapers. Betrayal. He was no stranger to it but this time it stung. He hated the feeling and he was going remedy that very soon. “I will never accept your terms and you know it!” “Not even if I say pretty please?” Sergio said, there was some shuffling in the background and then the next thing he heard was low moans and whimpers.

With intestines dangling and blood dripping, she flew into the darkness. A few blocks away from the building a young gorgeous lady is waiting for her bus ride back home. She sat by the bench underneath a semi-parabolic dome listening to Spotify. Engrossed in what she is doing, the lady is unaware of the creature silently flying above her. Smelling the scent of fresh teenage blood, Sarah ejected her long pointed tongue that punctured the synthetic dome and hit her prey on her nape. She then commenced sucking her blood as the victim struggled to set herself free. This time the girl was ready. With a sharp hunting knife in hand, she slashed at the tongue which caused it to be disengaged from he

Celeste. Underneath her name was a single, clinical entry: Extraction successful. Settlement diverted to London account 4402. Subject 2 neutralized via induced cardiac event. I felt a coldness settle in my marrow that no winter could match. Induced cardiac event. He hadn’t just paid for her silence; he had paid for her heart to stop. He had killed the only thing I had ever loved to ensure the “merger” was clean. But it was the entry below hers that made my breath stop.

“I am telling the truth. I don't know Matt's skills, but no one has ever fucked up my brother.” “We bet he's gonna get a kick from my buddy today?” She measured him from head to toe. She already heard about the bets. “What have you all turned up with these bets? Are you compulsive gamblers or what?”

the guard spat blood out to the air, he felt his leg pulled down slammed to the floor. Quinn shock by Betty's actions urge the carriage to move however Betty picked a spear and rammed it into the carriage wheel tires. with her brute strength, she forcefully breaks the carriage tires then punches at the carriage side door. she pulled the door out to the floor from its carriage, Quinn in shock and fear at the sight, Betty's body flow with vigorous light yellow energy with her eyes blank white, smokes of anger jolting out of her mouth and at this points. she said while walking dangerously towards Quinn

She started taking small steps towards me which was irritating me. " I don't have all the time in the world for you, Ms. Taylor. Walk fast." I noticed her flinch at my sudden rise in voice . Walking hurriedly, she took a seat opposite me. I leaned back on my chair , keeping my eyes fixed on her. Looking at her face made me visualise everything. The memories were as fresh as we're from yesterday. The face which once was my world, I always wanted to see the beautiful smile on her face but she crushed those feelings. She threw whatever we had in flames. Now I want nothing more than to see pain in her face. In the last three years , each time she came to my mind, her betrayal overpowered our

We ran toward the source of the sound, my heart pounding wildly in my chest, fear twisting my insides. "That way," Adrian pointed out in the direction where the metallic scent of iron got thick in the air. As we broke through the clearing, the sight hit me like a punch to the gut. The same shadow darted away, only faster this time, disappearing into the woods before we could get a proper glimpse. Betty lay sprawled out on the ground, her throat slashed open. Blood oozed out of her wound, staining the ground with a dark stain. Her wide, lifeless eyes stared up at the night sky, and my body went numb.

Betty said with a blank expression and stood up. "I'd rather be killed than to betray her again. I wanted to change her, but it's too late. Please, just kill me," he said with his lifeless expression. Suddenly, the door of the torture room flew away. A masked female werewolf entered the room and knocked out Betty. As soon as he heard her voice, he recognized who it was. It was his mate, Tasha.

left to eat….then she came to me and gave me her bread…..my…my late wife….and that was the moment I fell for her, hard! She was so friendly and kind, Betty, she had that angelic looking face and I just blushes like an idiot and stammered as she gave me her bread….but she became my best friend and later on graduation day I asked her on a date and she said yes, so from that moment on we became a couple! She was the apple of my eye and on our wedding day she looked so beautiful! Like an angel and then later on she became pregnant with our daughter and I felt like the luckiest guy in the world and I wanted to get us a summer house back in the town I grew up with so we could spend our holidays e

I heard Betsy scream my name. And then something snapped. Her scent changed. Magic exploded. Her eyes glowed bright silver, veins glowing like molten metal. “GET. AWAY. FROM. HIM!” She didn’t shift fully. She didn’t have to. Her claws ripped through rogue flesh like paper. Jaws tore wolves in half. She moved like fury incarnate: brutal, unstoppable. Nick swore loudly, stumbling back. “Holy— Betsy?!” Matteo watched, eyes wide with reverence. “Her wolf is waking,” he whispered. “The Starblood is—”