Mary Beth Red Dead Novels & Stories

Mari stubbornly declared, raising her fist, ready to kill. And she meant it. Red’s eyes widened. After all she’d done for Mari-covering her tracks, watching her back, respecting her until the end-this was her reward? She couldn’t help but chuckle bitterly. "You bitch. How dare you try to discard me like—" Her words cut off abruptly. Only Red’s wide, frightened eyes remained, her lips parted in shock. Mari had killed her. The others watched in horror before scattering. Mari was losing control—she’d just murdered one of their own without remorse.

“We don’t know anything yet. This isn’t how we do things.” “She’s wolf-blooded, Red!” Seth snapped, his grip tightening painfully on my hair. “Burn her! Like they burned our kin.” The name caught my attention: *Red*. The man stood out, his fiery hair tied back in a neat braid, his movements deliberate and calm amidst the chaos. His voice was steady, measured, yet it carried an edge of steel. “We’re not them,” Red countered, his gaze locked on Seth. “We’re not savages. If she really is Harold’s granddaughter, we need to know why she’s here. Killing her without answers doesn’t make sense.”

And I think I know where to find her. "Really? Where?" "The Mortal Realm, Bella... my missing mate is in the Mortal Realm." ***** Ed_Dianthe | Ms. Ed

Before that drastic throw up at the palace I've thrown up twice in Beijing. I knew I was sick , maybe home sick. I turned to look at sad Bethany. We both lost someone dare to us and it's so painful. I barely could believe isla is really gone. Revenge crave through my skin and I felt like killing Martha myself. She killed her stupid mother even after taking Isla's life. Aiden was talking and I wasn't listening. " I think we need guns and extra hands. It's a witch gathering." I said. " Can you shoot ?" Aiden asked and Bethany Chuckled.

Xander had a sour mood after all Amelia gave him a good punishment by restricting him from touching her for a week and Liam was getting the silent treatment from his wife making him pout occasionally. Everything was perfect and beautiful. Too unreal but enough real to believe that yes. There is always a bright sun behind a cloudy sky. Their darkness finally ended and the bright sun finally lighten up their lives. They were together. A complete family. ____________________________________ So this is the End of Vengeful Redemption. The purpose of writing this story was to show that some people can regret their wrongdoings and can go to any length to make it right. Like Rose did everything and

She looked back one more time ,found out that he was no longer following her. The cool night breeze was the only consolation in her situation. She saw light coming from a far distance. "Please help me .."That was the last thing she said before fainting. When i opened my eyes i was in a room. "Why do i always end up in a room."Beth murmured. "I see you have woken up."The man said. "Let me go." "Is that what you say to someone who helps you." The room looked like a motel, the lights were not too bright making the room look like an interrogation room.

The only thoughts in my head were those of Pete and how he was going to lose both balance and focus the minute he sets his eyes on me. I had a lacy red slightly below the bum insanely hot dress on with very high silver stiletto heels and of course, lots of silver accessories. Catherine did my makeup as she insisted that I needed to own the show and in her own words, show Pete exactly what he would have missed with his cowardice." I couldn't fathom how she was so quick to attribute Pete's actions to cowardice not like I was going to challenge the statement because, yunno my flawless face-beat was not something I was willing to risk over Catherine's extremely wild temper.

Her hair hangs in front of her face and Marc moves it back with his disgusting hands. “Don’t touch her!” I threaten, my body burning in rage. Marc brings the camera closer and I see her panic stricken state. Her eyes are bloodshot red as tears stream down her face. Her clothes are dirty and her skin looks sickly pale. On her forehead is a wound surrounded by dry blood and just like me her hands are in chains. “Sarah.” She whimpers and my heart fills with terror. “Mom.” I moan, tears running down my face.

It looked like he was catching fun, from what happened in the morning. But as for me, I was down, especially about my sick dad in the hospital. I tried my best just to overlook the uncalled nuisance he was causing in the reception, not knowing that Sandra was monitoring my facial expressions. She tapped me with her shoes and whispered in my ear. Mary, can't you see Endrick? I can see him. I replied. So why are you avoiding him, she added.

"Mr. Randall, Corbin just made a mistake. Please, let him off this once." The moment I opened my eyes, I saw Senna Harlow on her knees outside the Thornwell Group building. She had always been proud to a fault, yet here she was, willing to throw away her dignity for Corbin Pryce.