Novel & Cerita Bloodthirsty Betty

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.

I made the wrong choice in moving closer to the restroom. "Fuck... Lorna," Benjamin said on his sexual voice, the voice of my boyfriend. I couldn't function well now because my boyfriend is fucking my staff that is close to me. I could hear them moaning and knew they were having a good time. Even though it made me shudder with rage, I managed to record their voice. "Let's stop this... Alma is coming to check this," Lorna says. They are completely unaware that I am already here, having watched their betrayal. I slapped both of them with all my might as the door opened.

I hissed, my voice filled with disgust. But she wasn't done. She had to twist the knife even further. "Oh, and you know what makes this even sweeter? Your darling wife, she's with a child. Your child. I bet you're going absolutely bonkers wherever you are," she sneered, reveling in her sick game. That did it. My blood was boiling, and I was seething with rage. "You listen to me. You better not lay a damn finger on her. I'm warning you," I spat, my voice filled with a deadly seriousness.

“Where did she go? You need to find her!” “I will. But we need the rejection if you’ve already decided.” “We can reject each other outside the arena.” “I want to mark Zoey.” She smiled widely, her face wet with tears, and nodded. “Do it then, Beta.” I didn’t waste any time and stared into Vicky’s eyes, hoping the Goddess would forgive me. “I, Beta Andrew Murphy of the Dark Crow Park, reject you, Lady Victoria…” “Santillan, Red River Pack.” She added.

she screams. As he thrusts into her.,he watches as she shuts her eyes and throws her head backwards. He fucks her harder as the pressure begins to build in his core. He feels her body begin to pulse. And he hears her groan aloud. He knows it is time. Lucas edges forward as his seed spills out of his cock, and in one swift movement, he sinks his fangs deeply into the thick vein on her neck. Betty’s body freezes as she realises what is happening. She tries to wiggle away as her body tries to pivot from pleasure to pain. She swings her arms, lashing them against his head.

Carrie asked, licking her own spoon. "I don´t know, but you should see their Beta! My panty dropped, piercing blue eyes and chiseled jaw! Total eye candy, someone who would bang you real good! And I won´t mind if he does it to me! Come on! You both should go and see!" Her voice was too excited. My spoon got stuck midair at the mention of Beta and her description of him. Was he describing my Beta? Yes, my Beta! My heart started to beat erratically.

The Sequel for The Bet is out now, it is called Riptide❤️‼️ As requested it's Brittany's story after Andre❤️‼️ Chapters are already posted❤️‼️ Hope you guys enjoy it❤️‼️ Riptide *Sneak Peak* "It's you" She announced softly "So I did do something?" I asked thinking back, trying to figure out what exactly. "You're doing everything right" She confessed leaving realization to stand in my mind.

"Whether you want to or not, you will give away your location." "Pull the gag," Betty said as Brody removed it from my mouth. "Go to hell!" I yelled angrily. Brody punched me across the face, knocking me to the ground. "You're lucky we didn't kill you," Brody said, glaring at me. "Death to me!" Betty began chanting, and I grumbled. A scream ripped through my body as my body begged the pain to stop. Betty's chanting caused the screams to continue. She approached me with a knife in her hand. She drew the blade across my hand and pressed it against the rock. My body was still in excruciating pain, and I could barely move. Betty flung me into Brody's arms as he pressed the cool knife against my

I turn my eyes away from her unnaturally. “ Of course. She is Cody, the future Alpha’s slave.” Betty smiles, “ What else do you know about her?” I stare at Betsy coldly. “ I am here to investigate the case on behalf of the Alpha rather than answering your questions.” Betty nods with disdain. “ Fine, sir.” “ Have you seen anything weird among the flowers or the candles?” I get close to Betty and ask. Betty pulls her head backward and tries to keep a distance from me. “ Mind your behaviors, sir. After all, I belong to Bruce, the future Beta.”

"And now, it belongs to the future Mrs. Vincent Luciano." Gianna’s gasp was a masterpiece of melodrama. She instantly clutched at Santino’s arm, her fear manufactured and perfect. "V-Vincent Luciano? Il Macellaio di Brooklyn? The Butcher of Brooklyn? The head of the Syndicate!" Marco slammed his scotch down on a nearby glass table with a sharp, decisive clink. His face became a mask of profound disbelief and mounting, terrifying rage.