Mary Beth Red Dead Novels & Stories

Her gaze flickered at Ryan, confusion etched across her face. Realizing that there was someone else behind her, Mary swiftly withdrew the gun from her purse, her sinister intentions written across her face. Her eyes narrowed on Scarlet, and her finger twitched on the trigger. “I hope you rot in hell, Scarlet,” Mary muttered. Before Scarlet could fathom what was happening, there was a deafening gunshot in the air, and her body immediately fell to the ground.

I watched, trembling, as Cain bowed low in submission and slunk away into the shadows, casting one last filthy look in my direction. Mr. Red turned his attention to me. His eyes were cold, calculating, and ran slowly over my face. “Who is she?” “This is Emily,” Mary repeated. “Serena sent her. She wants you to give her a job.” “I see,” Mr. Red muttered, his gaze lingering on my lips before he finally looked away. He waved his hand at Mary. “You can leave.” “Yes, sir.” Mary gave a quick bow and turned on her heel. I watched her walk away, feeling completely abandoned as the heavy tavern doors shut behind her.

She rolled her eyes and Alicia gave her a knowing glare. "It's this case I caught, one that hit me hard. I may or may not have begun making a nuisance of myself," Beth sighed. "SFPD called us in to take a look at a body that washed up in the bay." "Beth is with the FBI," Alicia helpfully told Jenny. "And she has yet to learn that you can't get all the answers right away just because you want to." She sent Beth a rueful glance. Jenny nodded, cringing slightly at a sudden clap of thunder.

Natalie I've never thought that I will come back home for this reason: to become the Alpha of my father's pack. It was a whole night of heavy rain, and the town was covered with thick dark clouds. I tilted my head against the cold car window, and the strange air made me a little anxious. "You must be exhausted," Jeff said. "You haven’t slept along the way, don’t worry we’ll be there soon" Jeff is the housekeeper of my family, we had been driving for about 4 hours.

Said Maria fierier. Beth's head is getting heavier, her eyes are empty, her headache is getting worse, and Maria had managed to make Beth pass out again with her version of the refreshing news. No wife will be fresher and healthier if she hears that her husband is having an affair with another woman? Heart attack, yes. Better, no?! Beth is officially passed out again. ###

Caleb I blinked and had to double-take just to be sure that the lights weren't playing tricks on me. Ruby was a god damned queen, rocking a sexy red dress, and a killer smile that could've brought down an army. I stopped dead ... like a deer caught in the headlights. I tried sucking in a breath but the air seemed to get lodged in my throat. The world slowed down to a snail's pace, and all I could do was stand there slack-jawed and awestruck.

The soft feminine voice cut the silence making the young woman turn and face Maria who was standing in the doorway, ice blonde hair tumbling around her shoulders and her eyes wide with surprise. "What are you doing here?" Maria stepped closer. "I thought you and Ethan had gone home." "No." Bethan whispered, wiping her eyes. "Not yet." "Okay, well have you seen Eva?" Maria asked. "I've not seen her all day." The mention of the she-wolf who had been nothing but kind to Bethan had her face crumpling like paper as she felt sobs escape her. "Hey, what's wrong?" Maria rushed over, pulling Bethan into a hug as she sobbed and hiccuped.

I knew it would be hard to believe if I had tried explaining to him. "You are lying to me, Mary. I am the Alpha and I can have your head. What's your relationship with her?!" Alexander glared. “Have you ever seen her in wolf form?” Mary snapped, planting her hands on her waist as she returned Alexander’s glare. “What other clans have red wolves if not Ultima Luna?!” It was funny Mary was snapping at Alexander but I could barely laugh. Mary had never snapped at him before until now. And I wasn’t sure why, but I found this side of her intriguing. She looked fearless and it amazed me.

I’M BEING TRADED LIKE DAMN CATTLE, OR THIS IS THE 1800S! “Agreed, Beta Tucker.” My dad nodded, shaking Fucker’s hand with a smile. “I do warn you that Marybeth has some behavior problems. She spent too much time around humans and is under the false impression she’s this human construct of nonbinary and is adamant she’s not a female.”

In the dimly lit kitchen, Amanda poured a glass of whiskey for Damien, her hands steady but her mind racing with anticipation. She glanced over her shoulder, ensuring Martha was occupied in another part of the house. With a sly smile, Amanda retrieved a small vial from her pocket, containing the substance that would serve her malicious purpose. As Amanda poised the vial over Damien’s glass, Martha entered the kitchen unexpectedly, her presence catching Amanda off guard. Startled, Amanda fumbled slightly, causing a few drops of the substance to splash onto the countertop. “Oh, Martha!” Amanda exclaimed, feigning surprise. “You startled me. I was just pouring Damien a drink. Could you please f