Calamity Bert Novels & Stories

Balaam suddenly suggested stopping the argument. They both gazed at him and then back at each other. They smiled in agreement but Tom cut in. “I don’t know about that. We are already at risk as it is… I don’t know if it is a good idea for us to have this competition now.” He was just trying to be careful. “I agree,” Heather added. “Why are we rejected from living our lives?” Betty asked. Due to her memory loss, she had forgotten all about the incident she watched on television with the mob, the military, and the luna’s son.

He then calmed down. He had heard Lucifer say that Earth’s Second Calamity had already appeared. However, he still did not know what the Second Calamity was. He was concerned about Earth and could not help but ask, “Has the Second Calamity on Earth appeared? What is the Second Calamity?” Lucifer turned around and looked at James. He was aware of James’ origin and knew James was from Earth. Without trying to hide anything, he said, “The First Calamity on Earth is natural catastrophes. The Second Calamity is a catastrophe of beasts.”

Though Calista couldn't fathom why Berta held such a grudge against her, she continued her work in the study, keeping a low profile to avoid confrontation for her future investigation. It was 5:00 PM when Calista wrapped up her work and glanced out the window, noticing the daylight fading. She neatly organized her things and headed downstairs. With surveillance cameras seemingly everywhere, particularly in common areas like the living room, Calista restrained her temptation to snoop. She needed more time to blend in. As she descended the stairs, Berta emerged from the kitchen. Had Calista not been fixated on the kitchen, she might have jumped out of her skin. Berta looked visibly displeased,

If the alpha was lost, so was the clan. "Keep fighting, Alpha!" Kelda, the pack's shaman screamed over the rising wind and the crack of lightning crossing the sky. Brodolf threw his head back and howled, the sound long, loud and dripping with pain. Suddenly, he felt a pop, weak as a soap bubble, but a sign that he had won this round. They had once again beaten back the berserker that lived within him. Slowly, his body righted itself until finally he was left lying on his side, naked and spent, upon the frozen ground. Kelda sat next to him, murmuring nonsense and stroking his hair, giving him what comfort she could until he recovered enough to sit up and wrap the blanket she held around his b

a brief pause and asked, "Did it really happen the way you said it did?" “Yes. Phil was able to put an end to Diego's attack on me after it came from behind. After giving a short nod, Brett clapped his palms on the sides of his thighs. "All well, then. I'm going to go check on Greta to see if she requires anything." Tell her that I'll be there in a short while to help her out. "Will do," he answered, smirking. "She's just trying to make money off of this, you know. Both the fractures and the bites have completely recovered at this point. "Well, she does deserve a little bit of pampered treatment. Accepting the challenge posed by Noah was a courageous move on her part." "No more courageous t

An hour passed with Frank and his mother waiting impatiently. The stranger before they thanked him for everything. He had excused himself and called his boss for an update. Marcus and Nera arrived in Alabama the second he called, forcing Marcus to run to the bathroom to take the call. "What do you mean a bull attacked him?" Marcus yelled. The plan was to run the boy over with a car. "Sir, I was not sure I would not kill him with my car, and a car accident was going to be very dangerous," he explained.

His men quickly withdrew from the property. Bert stood there, barely able to keep himself upright. The butler immediately stepped forward to support him. "Sir, stay strong." "That bastard pointed a gun at me." Bert's words were cut off by a sudden surge of something in his throat. The next second, blood gushed from his mouth. The butler was alarmed. "Sir!" Outside, Liza looked back at the house, worried about Bert. He was too old to handle such a shock. Fermin brushed it off. "Don't worry about him. Get in the car."

Debris from the car was scattered everywhere and Bertha's right shoulder was injured by debris. The pain spread from her shoulder to her entire body. Blood flowed from Bertha's white arm. Tommy, Donald is scared. They quickly stood up to observe her situation. “I hurt you. I deserve to die.” Tommy slapped his face in frustration. Bertha tried to control the pain. “It's okay, this isn't your fault.” Mangotan exploded, indicating that the car was set with a time bomb. Up to this moment, Bertha was thinking about why the other person wanted to act at the charity party.

said Katie. They ran fast enough out into the middle of the forest, while Bert began to suffocate, his body covered in deep wounds. A head guard approached him and said, "Before I kill you, do you have any last words that you would like to say to the woman? He was unconscious and wounded after Mr. James whipped him last night. Our master is pleased to see you suffer." "I'm gonna kill you! I'm gonna kill you all," exclaimed Bert. "Wow, I'm scared. But, unfortunately, today is the last day you see the sun, and before I start to tear you limb from limb, I give you a chance to look back and say goodbye to that woman, " said the head guard.

“It's the second time she bleeds, Dylan. She swore that she wouldn't eat anything unless you come to see h—” “The shifter that she had an affair with, the father of her pup, have you found him?” Bert got interrupted by Dylan. “You should be ransacking the whole Seattle to search for him instead of worrying about Lucy here. That's what you should be doing as my Beta.” “Leave it to me.” I told Bert via mind link. "Want a cup of hot choco?" I walked in after Bert left in frustration, raising the cup in my hand at Dylan. “Thanks.” Slurping his drink carefully, Dylan smiled at me while I just looked at him silently.