Life & Beth Review Novels & Stories

"For me, Beth was the wife I always wanted: protective, supportive, bossy at times, incredibly kind, funny, fiercely loyal, and amazingly thoughtful. She was the one person that I could be completely myself with. She was the person who could often figure out what I needed before I even knew. Her love for me always felt endless, and my love for her will always be endless." "I learned so much from Beth. From the amazing outlook she had through her life, to the strength she had dealing with her physical decline in her last days, to the determination she had not to let her illness rob her of any time she had with us, her family." "Beth's sense of gratitude for all the good she had in her life; o

My side burns, but I don’t stop pushing up and down. Beth walks out of the bathroom at a hundred and fifty-six. No amount of push-ups on earth will ever get this sight out of my head. I quickly stand. The T-shirt barely covers the top of her thighs. Her legs are long and…perfect. My gaze travels upward to her round belly. After leaving my family, I cut off the thought of ever having children. Too dangerous in my line of work. The thought of Beth carrying my child knots my insides. She’s as cute as a button. And beautiful. Her breasts fill the shirt above her belly. I meet her dark eyes so similar to her brother’s. Red tinges her cheeks. A white towel holds her brown hair up and even that is

Her hair looked as if she'd stuck her head out the window of a moving car, while her eyes were slightly puffy and her dress rumpled. But she looked amazing to him. "Hi," Ale said, rather awkwardly. "Thank you," Seth said. "You're welcome," she replied, but didn't move. He wasn't sure what to say or do, but was saved from decided by a whimper from beside the bed. Seth turned his head and saw Beth lying on the floor in pain. She had covered herself in a sheet and a number of large wooden splinters were sticking out of her upper shoulders and back. Next to her, Seth saw the cube of gold.

As one, they caught their breaths; as one, they got to their feet. “Well?” she asked, unnerved by the silence. “That bad?” “God, no,” Jenny said, her voice hushed. “That good.” “Really?” Beth looked down at herself. “It’s not too simple? Too plain?” She looked at Liv. “I mean, yours had all that embroidery and gold, and this one’s just white silk, right? “But the cut,” Liv said. “It’s just perfect for your body… and that color? Looks great with your dark hair and green eyes. It’s just – it’s strong and clean, and the lines are fluid and classic. It’s you, Beth. Totally you.”

On the day the Life Center was established, she and Ethan cut the ribbon together, and then she suddenly announced, "The Director of the Life Center is... Ethan!" Ethan was startled, and in his shock, he almost stabbed himself in the thigh with the scissors. He knew his abilities, even though he had seven doctoral degrees, a post-doctorate diploma, and even the number one expert title from the American Academy of Sciences, none of these were obtained through his efforts but were all bought by Betty at a great cost.

My side burns, but I don't stop pushing up and down. Beth walks out of the bathroom at a hundred and fifty-six. No amount of push-ups on earth will ever get this sight out of my head. I quickly stand. The T-shirt barely covers the top of her thighs. Her legs are long and...perfect. My gaze travels upward to her round belly. After leaving my family, I cut off the thought of ever having children. Too dangerous in my line of work. The thought of Beth carrying my child knots my insides. She's as cute as a button. And beautiful. Her breasts fill the shirt above her belly. I meet her dark eyes so similar to her brother's. Red tinges her cheeks. A white towel holds her brown hair up and even that i

Even if it didn't made sense. Beth knew her parents wouldn't approve of she being friends with someone with the likes of him. Especially her mom. Because he had a rough life, with strings of tattoos and piercings. But she cared less. She had enjoyed his company so much, that she couldn't bear not seeing him for days. He had become her best friend. So close to her more than her own friend, Emily. Plus she knew her stay in London would soon come to an end, and she would have to return back to Nigeria. Beth even told Christian about Pete, her first love.

She was happy now, or close enough to it, and I’d do anything to let her stay in that fragile peace. “I want my birthday gift now,” she said suddenly, catching me off guard. “I’ll see what I can do. It’s expired,” I admitted, a small smile tugging at my lips. “Did you get me something edible?” she asked, a hint of hope flickering across her face. “No.” I shook my head, unwilling to reveal more. “I won’t tell you until I can sort it out.” Beth’s eyes — deep brown, the color of dark chocolate — met mine, and I felt the familiar sensation of being laid bare under her gaze. Sometimes it seemed she could see right into my soul.

finished Danny and take a look at Bella, who stood with her head down. "Okay. And in this matter, we can do anything. It is his personal life, but I can say he has an ugly taste," Bethany said with a disgruntled voice and walked toward Bella. "Bella," Bethany said and hugged before resuming, "Don't be disappointed. Maybe he is rich but a fool."

“You told me you were relocating to L. A. I felt like you abandoned me when I needed you most.” “Was that why you didn’t reply to my texts, my DMs, my email…?” “Okay, okay!” Kim laughed harder, clearly embarrassed. “I owe you an apology.” “Damn right you do. Starting with buying me a drink. In fact, a lot of them.” I stood beside Ethan, watching the reunion unfold with a smirk. “Looks like your date knows my wife.” “Isn’nt it obvious?” Ethan raised an eyebrow. “Small world. Beth’s been in L.A. doing some brand work for a fashion house. We’ve been seeing each other casually.”