The Bitcher Novels & Stories

He looked every bit the troublemaker. As soon as he saw me, he spat out his lollipop and beckoned me over. "Come here, Sabrina." Well, well. The second one showed up all on his own. I sauntered over and tilted my head up at him. "What do you want from me, Ash?" Asher looked down and sized me up. There was a hint of amusement in his eyes as he said, "I heard you can really fight." I paused. "Huh?"

I bit the inside of my cheek so hard I tasted blood. Josh stepped forward, his voice rising. "That 'disaster' is standing right here. Maybe try addressing her like a human being." Mr. William ignored him. His face twisted. "I gave you enough time to bring in a suitable bride. Someone of standing. Someone we could proudly bring out in public—not someone who drags us through mud and mockery." Then he said, "Tasha is back." After those words, he gave me a final glance and walked back to his seat. The silence that followed rang louder than any scream.

It must have been the reason my magic returned back to me. I gritted my teeth and said to him, “You are the leader of the Shadow Wolves, aren't you?” He smiled at me and said, “You do know me very well, don't you?” I sneered at him. “I am the Alpha of Deep into the woods, Alexa.” He looked at me from top to bottom before saying, “You don't look very impressive, still you're beta, huh?” The white wolf went ahead of me to attack the Shadow Wolves leader only for him to tear the wolf apart that the wolves blood leaked all over his face.

I said, my voice dripping with acid because if there is one thing that I cannot forgive even in hell, it is betrayal. Nothing can justify betrayal. Not even the demon. She stirs and a light chuckle escapes her lips. And if those lips aren’t meant to produce that sound, then it’s for nothing. The sound of her silent chuckles almost infiltrated my within and even her voice sounded so amazing. She scoffed. Victoria Stephen scoffed. “ You really think that I will go and tell you that? You’re asking me to do a betrayal against my pack and against my alpha. That is clearly a hallucination for I won’t. I will never tell you anything even if you take my life!”

HUNTER "What the fuck are you doing with that bitch?!" Ignore her. That's all I want to fucking do in this one dick-rising moment. Shame it happens only once in a blue moon, else I might really carry this girl in my arms and take her some place more... private. I'm hard. Hard as a fucking iron rod and Scar miraculously felt this is the perfect time to show her pathetic face to me right now. "HUNTER! You cheating little scum!"

" How long...I have waited for this." She speaks and I failed to understand what she meant.When suddenly a searing pain hits my cheek and my face moves to a side. " This is for the first time he rejected me for this bitch face of yours. " She doesn't stop. She continues to slap me again and again. Marking my cheek with her handprints. I cough out that black substance. Clenching my jaw. When I hear a roar from behind. Charlotte and me look back to see the beasts eyes red. As he seemed to be giving Charlotte a warning.

Her hefty arm was swung over a petite Asian woman's shoulder as they gawked at the other girl in disgust. "Can't you see that I don't give a fuck?" Blondie retorted cooly without sparing them a passing glance. Continuing to wave like she was hailing for a cab in New York, a taunting scoff tumbled from her full lips. "I am that bitch, so I wouldn't start shit unless you plan on finishing it. Don't underestimate how fast I'm ready to go; DUDE." Butch didn't care for that remark, and got heated fast despite her girlfriend's adamant protests to leave the scene. "Mouthy little shit; Someone really oughta teach you some fucking mann-"

I’m nоt ѕurе if іt’ѕ іntеntіоnаl, but hіѕ dеmеаnоr changes. “Yоu ѕеlf-rіghtеоuѕ little bitch!” he ѕауѕ tо hеr, seething with аngеr. “I’m thе оnе whо made you. Yоu thіnk you’d bе аnуthіng without me? You’re a dog trainer, Nеоn. Nоthіng more. And thеrе’ѕ no way I’ll let уоu wоrk аrоund mе lіkе уоu were рlаnnіng.”

I smirked as I finished the sentence. " Really," she asked by my audacity and openness. " Yeah," Elaine added, " you know the meaning of a bitch? It's a female dog, si since I don't see you on four legs or paws, I'm assuming it's the other meaning or your face or the other which isn't in the dictionary, if you ain't that then stop acting like one," Elaine countered and I couldn't help but giggle loudly at the statement. She raised her eyebrows shocked refusing to believe she just said that or did. I glanced at Cain and he was watching this Interest with his hands crossed over his chest.

“Do not call me that.” “Call you what,” I asked innocently. “A bitch.” “Yes.” I smiled. “That is normal where I come from. Calling someone a bitch can be friendly.” She stared at me like she was about to summon lightning. “A bitch means a female dog,” she said slowly. “And I am definitely not a female dog.” I lost it. I burst into laughter so hard I almost choked on my drink. The kind of laugh that only comes when stress finally loosens its grip for five seconds.