Bloodthirsty Betty Novels & Stories

He laughed, shaking his head. "Mr. Jeffers, I promise you this is real. I've done the research, and what I find most intriguing is Darick 'The Bloodthirsty’, leader of The Brooklyn Blood Brothers, has done some horrible things that’ll surely make the front page,” I explained, trying to keep my voice even. "Such as…?" Mr. Jeffers waved his hand, motioning for me to continue. "Rumor has it that he leaves gruesome bite marks on the neck of his victims," I whispered, hoping the suspense would win Mr. Jeffers over. “Vampiristic marks.”

“I told you, didn’t I? I will put an end to that problem of yours. I’m not toying you, Katherine. Let’s say, I want to play a game with you.” “What’s the difference, huh? You want to play with me, it’s all the same!” “Toying you is different from playing with you. Toying you means I’m just the one who’s receiving all the benefits, meanwhile, if I say playing with you, you can cooperate and have your fair share of benefits in our game.” “Well then, Mr. Supernatural, I don’t want to play a game with you.” “It’s Helion. My name is Helion.” “I don’t care about your name at all.”

Balls And waves of red hot fire and golden flames flew like raindrops, knocking its target. The patrols fought for their lives, slashing and trusting their spears and swords to the enemies. Bong and Bato were fighting back to back a black wolf but suddenly the grasses on their feet grew and wrapped them. They helplessly cut the grasses but they just keep growing. Seizing the opportunity, the wolf lunged at the both of them and bit their head off. Bato's perfectly round and shiny head rolled on the ground and was squashed to pulp by a Reaper. Rila stared in horror at her friends. She picked a dagger from her hips and threw it on the plant Badblood. The dagger sunk perfectly on the forehead.

She was so ready to punch and kick the vampire who created her a month’s worth of blood and gore. “You really think I would jump into you in an embrace upon seeing you, Alaric?” Adrienne asked, her voice raised, fuming. “You’ve got to be kidding me, vampire. You have unfailingly awakened my bloodlust for violence, you impudent, selfish, heartless bastard!” “What are you saying, witch?” Alaric retorted back at her through the closed door. “Didn’t I only cater to your likes and needs these past weeks?” Adrienne snorted. Her nose was flaring.

The fire crackled between them. Betty’s throat tightened. “You arranged this.” “I arranged truth.” Cass’s gaze did not waver. “You were always going to need proof of what you are becoming.” Betty hated that part of her believed the woman. “What am I becoming?” Cass looked at her for a long moment. Then she said quietly, “The first wolf Thornfield has recognized in a century.” Before Betty could answer, the lodge shook with a distant crash. Both women turned toward the door. Another sound followed,

As I fell into danger, Jake put up a fight, his limbs ripping. Despite being drenched in blood, he bolted toward me and pounded my attacker on the head. Blood spilled all over the concrete floor, either coming from Jake or the rogue. Anna let out a shriek. It was total mayhem. “Joey!” Anna shouted. Through the madness, a massive black wolf came charging from a distance with incredible speed. I knew that it was Joey, my aloof mate. It never crossed my mind that Joey had shared a mind link with Anna.

the low whispers enter Starvos ears as he opened his eyes to feel the blood that had flowed from his stomach. Betty who didn't noticed he had woken up after falling from being stabbed, was having her fun while humming to a nursery's song. She was so proud to know that she had killed a wolf for the first time and couldn't wait to get her hands on more blood. As she placed one finger behind her hair to twirl them, she felt the large shadow that casted over her smaller body and a strong firm fingers that had wrapped around her neck at once. Betty couldn't breathe as Starvos had held her life by the neck and slammed her small body to the wall. The powerful lunge created a large crack on the wall

In the next second, the upper portion of the glass was crushed… The sharp debris from the glass jabbed into Betty Starmount’s flesh, making her bleed profusely. However, Betty didn’t react at all. Instead, she recklessly allowed the bleeding to continue… She was like a cold, walking zombie. “Xyla Quest…” Betty seemingly spoke through gritted teeth. The cold, murderous look in her eyes immediately caused the temperature on the balcony to drop by several degrees…

“What better way is there to hurt someone than using their most trusted person?” “You're right. I just hope she'll do exactly all that you ask of her.” Edward said. “Of course, she will. Look at her now, she's the one on the ground.” “You're right, Nora.” I smirked and placed a hand on the Beta's stomach then I brought out a revival potion from my inner wear and opened it. I placed the droplet of blood in it and fit my right pinky finger that blood dripped out of. Then I squeezed a few in the revival potion and parted the Beta's lips open and forced her to drink potion.

Or was he just taking his precious little time. Beth wasn't exactly sure but nonetheless, she was still dreading the awful silence and then just like that, when she least expected, she felt the swift stink of a whip flying through the air before meeting the bare flesh of her skin over and at the same time drawing blood from it. Betty gave out a soul chattering scream into the air. The sound of her voice fading and vibrating into the night but that didn't stop him still. In fact, her cry only seem to fuel him even more as he stood spouting a sick little smile while she squirmed to be free of his torture.