Sharing Beatrice Novels & Stories

“I am not Mane for no reason and I am not stupid when it comes to my daughter and after what she set Elizabeth up for and now with you here it all makes sense.” Beatrice gets to her feet and walks over to the cabinet in the corner. She opens it and pulls out 2 small scotch glasses, placing them on the pullout drawer before then reaching back into the cabinet and pulling out a decanter of orange liquid. She pours some into each glass, returns the decanter and then picks up the glasses as she walks back over, handing one to Graves. They both down the orange liquid in one before Beatrice says,

I muttered. “No, we’re cool.” Beatrice waved, strolling off. I watched her leave, my Beta was getting closer to me. If Rihanna sent Chris the cure, then our journey was useless. I wondered how Ralph would react to that.

Whatever happened, she was determined to let the Alpha know about his wife’s secrets anyway. "I have a friend who is good friends with Scarlet, and she said that Scarlet was in a relationship with a man before she got married! That friend also said that she would not have married you if it weren't for you funding the Franzel Corp," Beatrice said carefully, like she was afraid of Aztec lashing out at her. However, when she was done, Aztec looked at her with a bored face. He was wondering how he had fallen in love with a woman this shallow. Maybe he really needed to reorganize his priorities because this was too shameful, right?

Beatrice was so emotional as she screamed happily. Raina struggled with a conflicted emotion as it dawned on her that Beatrice was the woman Jude was going on a date with. She recalled Gloria's statement about Beatrice joining the family, which she assumed to be the Bellingham's. She had overlooked the sentence because she didn't understand, but right now, reality threatened to make her break down as she summed up the insults she was exposed to, the news of Beatrice and Jude dating. "What is wrong with you? You should be happy that they aren't focused on questioning you anymore" Raina chewed on her lips as she felt like she was drowning in jealousy when Gabrielle stood up, walking together i

Suddenly her fingertip stopped on Trevor’s phone number. It was not until then she realized she had completely forgotten about Trevor all this time. Beaming with joy and excitement, Beatrice thought to her, ‘Trevor is also a shareholder in my company. So, this issue is related to his interest. I am sure Trevor will bag mercy on my behalf. He certainly doesn’t want all his money to go to waste.’ Beatrice then dialed a number. Once the call was through, she heard a woman’s voice. Beatrice paused for a moment before realizing the woman was Trevor’s wife, Maggie.

Final, but not finished. “Come in,” she said. The door opened to reveal her assistant, composed as ever, holding a slim tablet. “Madam. The morning brief.” Beatrice accepted it without comment, scanning the headlines quickly. Market fluctuations. Social coverage. A photograph of Nathaniel and Lillian entering a venue together, their expressions neutral, their alignment unmistakable. Public unity. Private evolution. Yes. It was progressing. “Leave it,” Beatrice said, setting the tablet aside. “And cancel my afternoon appointment.”

“Though now I’m curious why I’m being grilled for innocent small talk.” “There was nothing innocent about those questions.” Her voice cuts sharply, her eyes widening now just before the bathroom door swings open. A tall woman steps in, and I recognize her. Beatrice. One of the shareholders of House of Valemont. I school my face into neutrality as she sweeps Vivienne into an embrace. “Hello there, Vivienne. You look beautiful.” Vivienne’s switches to full charm mode, her smile blooming warm. “Thanks, Beatrice. You look lovely too.”

She would fight and defeat the bastards who wanted to attack this town and its people. After the training sessions, Beatrice went into the keep feeling drained but happy and joyous at the same time. She felt drained because of the grueling sessions that Nomar made her to undergo and she felt happy and joyous that she would defeat the people that wanted to harm Ludlow and therefore, her husband and his people.

How could he propose to someone else without even breaking up with her first? “Bea…” She looked at her with pain and disgust. “Just don’t show your face in front of me anymore.” That was it. Without even saying goodbye or thank you, Bea left the restaurant. “You’re so pathetic, Beatrice.” She started sobbing as soon as she entered the restroom in a nearby establishment. “You worked hard to make yourself look beautiful,” she said bitterly as she wiped her tears on her face. She frowned when she saw her reflection and she felt even more pathetic for putting much effort into her looks just to end the celebration with a breakup.

It is just funny when these two pathetic people only have each other, and he knows a secret that even she doesn't know. Cohen just looks on with a slight interest. He has no idea what anyone is talking about. "This is Mila..... Jaxson’s fated mate"