How Old Is Beth From Walking Dead Novels & Stories

"It wasn't your fault. The only person to blame is the person who done it. End of." Beth looked at me and sighed in defeat, slowly nodding. "I thought you weren't going to make it," she admitted and sat at the end of the bed. "Thanks for having faith in me," I said sarcastically and shifted away from her. "You died." I looked at Beth and raised my eyebrows. "I-I did?" "15 seconds," Beth said quietly. "Shit," I coughed. "I've never seen the Rob or Adam so worried," Beth said.

Beth's eyes widened in fear, and I stepped closer to her, lightly running my fingers through her hair as I listened to her heart beat faster. "I know how much you wish and even dream that I die. It was entertaining for a while to see you try so hard to please me in bed while wanting me to die the most painful death possible, but biting me? Be grateful I didn't kill you." Beth immediately lowered her gaze to the floor and stood up. "May I go?" she asked without looking at me. "Yes." When Beth opened the door, before she left I said, "Almost forgot—call Jane for me."

Though I internalise those thoughts thoroughly, ensuring to grin, though I'm sure it comes off as a grimace, as I round the bottom step, walking into the first group of people waiting to share their shock and sorrow for the fact that Beth is now gone. "I'm so very sorry, Sebastian," one of the board members' wives embraces me in an awkward and unwanted hug. "Thanks," is all I managed as Mr Bennet tells me time will heal all wounds. I'm screaming inside to challenge his explanation, but my mother's steady grip on my side prompts me to nod before turning to the next person. It's one of Beth's cousins, Martha. Unmarried and with no children, she has aged well. She doesn't usually attend family

“Please don’t tell him I am here, I don’t want him to know where I am. Please just leave me here and keep me safe!” “Sorry human girl, but a war has been started.” He said closing the door behind him. Beth wasn’t going to stay put, she was going to escape from this place too. This was a building and there was a parking garage, if he was going to tell Ryan where she was, he was going to come there and take her away from them. She didn’t want to be the reason more people were dying because of her. Walking to the door she thought about going out and seeing how far she could get before she was stopped. She wanted to run and run as fast as she could. She knew werewolves would be faster than she w

“You weren’t ready. The memories were too painful. I had to wait until you could carry all of them.” “Is that why you’re here?” Sadie whispers. Beth nods. “I felt you needed me. So I came.” Sadie suddenly throws herself into Beth’s arms. “I missed you so much.” “It’s alright, my love,” Beth murmurs, holding her close. “I’m here now.” They pull apart, and Sadie studies her face, frowning slightly. “That look doesn’t suit you at all,” she says. “Why would you even choose to look like an old woman?”

Bethan replied quietly, picking at the skin around her nails. She had been of mating age for less than a year. “I’m guessing your mate isn’t in the Emerald Pack?” Eva asked which Bethan shook her head in reply. “I know this is difficult but can you tell us what happened the night you were attacked?” The air was already thick with fear and tension but now it pressed down even more. Daniel’s eyes remained on Bethan, her chocolate brown hair falling to curtain her face, pale hands trembling. It occurred to him then that she must have lost weight, skin pulled over bones and little else. She looked like she was terminally ill, a ghost ready to fade away at any second. He wondered if her brother w

thankfully Cal takes pity on me and decides to help me out. "Mom, dad when Beth and Bella arrived, Liam found out that Beth is his mate." They both share the same look that Calvin gave me when I told him earlier, properly the same look I was trying to cover up myself, to be honest. "Well, that's incredible, wait... isn't Beth a child?" Lucy is catching on to where this is going rather quickly. "Yeah, she's 14." Cal answers. I'm so grateful that he is helping me out here because I'm really struggling to form any words right now.

Simultaneously I saw Beth puked mouthful of blood and said “Our Omen family had lasted more than 100 thousand years, even if I die or get killed… they will come to look for you women Dragon…. be aware you cannot keep her for yourself for longer time…. they already knew a there is women with nine witch spirit…. and they will do anything to conquer her… she will be slaughtered in our han……” Beth was not able to finish her statement when all of sudden she clutched left side of her chest and fell down from her chair and on her knees in front of us… and before I could understand anything we saw Beth puked more and more of blood mixed with some green colored slimy liquid. “Wha… what… is happening?

" I catch her rolling her eyes at me when I turn my back on her, but I let it slide - for now. Weirdly enough she seems to calm down further as we walk down the street to our destination, just two people strolling around town on a cloudy Saturday mid-morning. Once inside the atrium of Beth's house I ring the bell next to the unassuming door down into the basement, knowing that today it will be locked to ensure privacy to anyone inside. Bella self-consciously picks some invisible lint off her sweater, then jumps a little as the door opens, her hand squeezing mine for support. I'm not surprised to see Raven, Beth's somewhat obnoxious

“How long ago was that, Bethany?” She was twenty-three. So young and yet she seemed years older. Hardened by time. With the cynicism of someone much older than her tender years. He wasn’t sure he wanted to know just how long she’d been on the streets. “Four years,” she murmured. He stifled the curse that blistered his lips. She’d been living on the streets of New York City for four fucking years. She’d been nineteen. An age when most girls were looking forward to the start of their lives. Fresh out of high school. In college. Having fun. Taking on the world.