Mary Beth Red Dead Novels & Stories

Lying on the ground, still hurting from the punches and bloodied, is holding a gun. Smoke curls from the mouth. And in front of him, behind Bethany, Someone groans. His body hits the ground with a dull thud. Bethany turns in slow motion, eyes wide as she realizes. “No…!” She screams shrilly. And while she is filled with pain, the same magnitude of rage fills up her being and she snatches the gun right in Marsh’s hands and shoots. Three times she shoots, three times it connects. And now there are two bodied down, three standing in horror and grief.

I warn him, watching as fear flashes in his eyes. “Mary isn’t someone you wanna mess with, man. She has murdered people. Don’t ask me how because I didn’t count.” Judith adds, her voice firm as she takes the red wine from Tim's hand and pours it down his white shirt. Realizing the severity of the situation, Tim whispers, “I am so sorry. I need to leave”, looking around to see if anyone witnessed our confrontation. Thankfully, everyone seems too preoccupied with their own affairs to pay us any mind. With that, Tim hastily makes his exit, clearly shaken by the encounter.

She glared at me and crossed her arms. Aiden unloaded the guns and reloaded them, we kept quiet and watched. I noticed there are five targets here. " 2 minutes to reload the guns, you're on, all of you." Aiden said as we began to reload our guns. God I suck at it, I was busy looking for where to start from. Martha reloaded hers in less than a second. Is she a shooter or maybe a secret assassin? Well I won't be surprised. Bethany followed and Alex happens to be third.

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.

Chapter Two I can’t imagine how we managed to reach safely in one piece after that insane episode of ‘reckless driving with Pete.' If there was something worse than a terrible driver, that would be Pete. He had zero understanding of road signals and whenever I try pointing it out to him, I was sure to be slandered by him. Correcting him was pointless so I made sure to stay in my lane and avoid having a verbal battle with him. ‘Okay, we are here now?’ he said with a straight face

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'll be okay. We're not going to Starbucks or anything. I just figured we could use a rest." Anya stretched her long sexy body as she walked. "Good thinking," she said. "Hey, we could mug a drug dealer on the way back to make up for it. I heard there's a slime demon dealing meth over on Seventh Street, and it was eating some of the clientele." Red looked over Jane. She was still nervous about getting the girl involved in a fight, despite knowing what Jane was capable of. "You up for it? Helping us make the streets safe?" "I . . . I don't know if I'm ready," Jane whispered, pushing herself against Red's side, enjoying her warmth.

“She’s doing this for us. For herself too. Look at her.” Martha continued, her voice breaking but her courage unshaken. “I am not proud of what I did. But I want people to know that I wasn’t evil. I was afraid. I was trapped. And George Reed made sure there was no escape.” The camera cut back to Jason and Bella in the studio. Jason’s eyes burned with restrained fury as he said, “George Reed isn’t a businessman. He’s a manipulator who built his empire on control, fear, and lies. And Dean Carter used scalpels and secrets as weapons. That is the truth.”

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.