Sharing Beatrice Novels & Stories

“Don’t worry. The background of her previous incarnation is extraordinary. Now that she has the flaming phoenix by her side, no one in this world can hurt her. They should thank her profusely for not killing anyone.” Beatrice wiped her nose with Alex’s clothes. “I hope so.” “Hey. What is wrong with you? Did you rub your snot on me?” “What’s the big deal? I’m not asking you to eat it.” “Do you even want me to eat something so disgusting?” Beatrice smiled through tears. She suddenly tiptoed and pressed her lips against Alex’s. “Oh my, what are you guys doing?” “My eyes! My eyes! The secret story between the brother-in-law and the wife’s sister… what episode is it? Have you guys slept together?

How delightful! Although Beatrice kept competing with Ginny, she viewed her as a friend. At this point, she was somewhat worried because she was being ridiculed. Today, Mrs. Warde Senior officially introduced her to the public. She had thus purposely come to congratulate her. She was even happy for her when Mrs. Warde Senior transferred the shares to her. Ginny later sought her to show off. It was one thing to show off. She could understand that. They have always been that way.

“It has been a hot minute since I saw you. Have you been speaking with Joyce?” Beatrice had been running this cafe before I even got into middle school. For some reason, she always thought I was friends with Joyce, her daughter. That couldn't be farther from the truth. “I haven't spoken to Joyce in a while,” I said, flashing a polite smile at her. Beatrice nodded. “I’m guessing you don't know she's clean now. My girl now supports addicts, especially younger ones, in the battle against heroin addiction.” “That’s amazing. She's doing really well for herself,” I said, pretending I had even thought about Joyce for once since high school.

“Obviously, I got married." "You... you married two men?" "Yes, I did." "When you’re still married to the Alpha?" I smiled sadly. "Well, your son also got married to another woman when he’s still married to me." Beatrice stumbled backward as though I had slapped her. Her lips parted, but no words came out. For the first time since I had known her, she looked genuinely shaken. "You..." she whispered. "You can't do this." I tilted my head. "Can't I, Mother?”

She slapped her hand over her mouth, her eyes going completely round. She lunged forward, grabbing Frederick's suit jacket so hard her nails dug right into the fabric. "Frederick, look at the screen!" Beatrice whispered in pure panic, her voice shaking. "That’s... that’s Riley! How is she up there?!" "Shut up!" Frederick hissed, his face turning a sickly, hollow grey. He couldn't take his eyes off the screen. His chest felt so tight he could barely draw a breath. Erica Wesley stepped back, her hand dropping away from Frederick's waist as she stared up at the massive display.

She wouldn't even let me hold her hand. It turned out that she'd already been with him behind my back. But this whole spectacle was a disaster for everyone. Both sides got hurt, and nobody came out ahead. Eleanor stormed out of the private room, Lucas hot on her heels, shooting me a death glare as they disappeared. After they were gone, I exhaled slowly, watching my classmates exchange awkward, wide-eyed looks. "Finally, there's some peace. Let's drink." The room slowly returned to its usual chatter, but I had no appetite. While everyone laughed and talked, I slipped outside for a smoke.

“Your father is dead, Solstice. His opinions no longer bind me. Nor do you. I am the one who rules now. My alliances are my own to forge.” “Why would you need alliances? The Four Courts are at peace.” She smiles then, slow and cold, a curve of triumph. “Peace is never as simple as you think. The world does not move for your comfort, sweetheart. You would do well to stay where you belong—in the basement.” “Father would never approve of this.” “I require no approval,” she says, voice low, deliberate. “Not from your father. Not from you. The ball will proceed tomorrow. The Winter Court will be in attendance, and my daughters will not miss it.”

I say, my voice a little strangled. Now, she really looks suspicious. She lifts the magnet on the air to prove her accusation. “Betsy, it says 2019 and not 2018- ” she pauses and then gasps. Her eyes suddenly widen as if she just realized about something. “Oh.My.God. You are seeing Jack Wills!” A shiver crawls from my chest up to my neck. I gape at her, utterly shocked as well by the pieces she had connected. “No… I…” I still want to deny everything but it is too hopeless to do so.

Nate let out a frustrated sigh, "You are married to him, you would still be the Luna even if the rogue has Raven's mark!" "Are you fucking stupid?!" Elena snapped at Nate, "He is the fucking Alpha and I'm nothing yet! If he dies, this fucking rogue is gonna be the Alpha!" Knight smirked. "We can kill them both--" Nate didn't make to the end of that sentence before Elena shot him a death stare: "Then the title goes to the beta of whoever died secondly. Are you a fucking moron that knows nothing?! Go to a shcool if you need a lesson on some fucking common sense! Damn!"

"We're in this together, no matter what." With a final nod of understanding, Beatrice made her way towards the door, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. And as she left, I couldn't shake the feeling that our preparations for Sarah's arrival were just the beginning of a much larger battle—one that would test us in ways we could scarcely imagine. But with allies like Beatrice by my side, I knew that no matter what obstacles we faced, we would emerge stronger, together.