The Bitcher Novels & Stories

"How many rounds?" "Fifteen. You know how to use that?" "I killed my aunt three days ago. I think I can figure it out." I fired. The recoil surprised me, throwing off my aim, but the mercenary dove for cover. Good enough. Albert was staring at me. "Who are you and what did you do with my wife?" "Your wife learned that running does not work in this world. Now shut up and shoot back." For the next ten minutes, it was pure war. Vipers and the surviving Reapers fighting side by side against mercenaries who had no allegiance except to whoever paid them. Three bikers went down. Two mercenaries.

He couldn't scent that other guy who ran off with Silvia anymore. Hunter tried to make a run in that direction but another beast blocked his way. He waited for him to attack but he just snickered, not moving. Hunter knew he was wasting his time. With a low growl, he attacked that bastard as they tumbled down the hill. Hunter pushed him off as he tried to bite Hunter's neck. With force, he changed their positions. Not even giving him time to think Hunter split open his mouth into two as its head lolled to the side.

Now that was the Ty I knew and loved. "We still haven't seen him yet but if you tracked him here and that book ties in then there are only so many places around here he could be hiding out. We'll get to the bottom of it. Just one more player, he should be here..." Just then Chaz opened up the gate and a whole fucking crew of bikers came riding in. The leader dismounted off his custom made top of the line ride with his wife's name emblazoned on the side and headed for us. One smooth motherfucker this one, and the shades just tipped that shit over the edge.

His lips were twitching upward. “You know what? It doesn’t matter now, does it? You don’t want to bother me. I got it. You don’t want me to be in your life now. You are a jerk. You just can’t stop yourself from bothering me.” “Shut up, Evy,” he smiled, resting his forehead against hers. “Why should I?” “You talk too much.” “No, I don’t.” “Yes, you do." “No,” “Yes,” “No,” “Yes,” "No,"

No way in heaven was I going to sex a filthy whore. "Eighteen years huh? Most have been quite a bargain." I sneered, letting my venom spill through each word. She looked rather startled a little by my sudden change in tone. Not that I was any nicer to her in the first place. I was angry, not sure if it made any sense that I was angry that she nearly played with my emotions. Getting me to feel pity for her so what? She'd whore off me? I pissed at her for nearly playing that decent girl card with me. And to think I nearly fell for it. But who was I kidding, this girl hasn't had life easy for her and here I was judging her for whatever choices she made in keeping with her upkeep. Forgive me dea

Her head stayed tilted down as he crowded into her space. His hand captured her jaw, eyes cold. She met his gaze and held it, but not a word left her lips. “May the beast have your head first,” he spat sharply on her cheek. The Alpha rubbed the wetness of it down her jaw and neck before stepping back, leaving her hands to tremble in fists. Pivoting on his heel, he gestured to Jericho while barking orders. “Have the maidens bathe and prepare her for the sacrifice tomorrow.” He glanced back, the darkness of his words shadowing her shoulders. “We leave at dawn.”

She is in a short hot pink dress which hardly reaches her mid-thigh and blonde hair tied in a braid but still the same prominent bitchy expression on the face as she rolls her sky blue eyes at me. My brows frowned in confusion and Rhea, growled at the sight of pack bitch stand near her mate as putting her dirty paws on his chest. And asked in a sultry voice of hers. “You called me love?” I arched my brow in confusion looking at them both but bitch is too busy forcing on her prey to notice me, but he looks back and winks before turning back to look at that bitch of his as playing with the lock of her hair and replied in a soft voice, “I did.”

She tightened her jaw. "Who is the bitch here?" She scowled at me. "Your silence just announced the answer. Excuse me." I said, walking past her. "Hey, look." I looked at her. She slapped my face. I let out a whimper, looking away. "You are the bitch." she said, making me look at her.

"The witch's potion can neutralize the venom for a while. Sophia is thinking straight at the moment, and she'd never lie." I decided to simply stop arguing. I tried to leave, but it was obvious that the pack wouldn't let me go so easily. Someone fully transformed into their wolf form and bared their claws before lunging at me. "Don't let this traitor get away!" Blood soaked through my clothes as the attacks from the pack came from all sides. "Kill this traitor who betrayed the pack!" I fought back with everything I had, but the attack still left a deep gash right underneath where my ribs were.

I muttered. Behind me, someone shouted. Cheers erupted. A body slammed against the floor in the makeshift fight pit. Blood splattered across the ground, and wolves howled for the next challenger. It was that kind of place. A man—a thickset beta with a broken nose and too many scars to count—slammed a hand down beside me. “You look like you’ve got fire to burn, Alpha.” I didn’t deny it. He grinned. “Then get in the pit. Let’s see if you can bleed.”