Ugly Betty 5 Season Novels & Stories

A dark, oily stain had already messed up the fabric, making her look even more miserable and messy than before. Her stomach was growling with hunger that hurt, but her tongue felt heavy, like it was made of lead. She didn't want to eat anymore. She felt like she had lost her pride. "Oh my God, I think we just found a perfect color for her, what do you think, Sheryl?"Jamie asked, her voice full of a fake, girly laugh. Betty didn't need to look up to see that Sheryl was right in front of the table. She could sense the strong energy coming from her—the clear, powerful aura of an Alpha's daughter.

Betty cursed inwardly with a deeply wrinkled expression of pure disgust, staring at the footage on her phone with cold, sharp eyes. She quickly lowered her phone after feeling the recording duration was enough as deadly evidence. Betty stepped back a few paces, turning toward the elevator with hurried steps, leaving the apartment with a terrifying victorious smile etched on her aged face. “You’re finished, Vivienne,” Betty hissed in a low, hoarse voice inside the descending elevator. She gripped her phone tightly against her chest. “I don’t know what kind of witchcraft you used to make Alistair and Christian fall like starving beasts before your fat body. But with this video, I will make sur

At that moment, Mandy, Wyatt's daughter, strolled over with a piece of candy in her tiny palm. She had a lovely, almost timid voice. "Daddy, want some?" She had a round, cute face, two small pigtails, and was just five years old. Wyatt leaned over, touched her hair, and grinned. to consume the orange candies she presented. "So sweet," he remarked in a loving tone. Mandy smiled, flashing her adorably small teeth. She extended the other candies to Max. "Sir, do you want one?" Max's countenance softened as he gazed at her, his eyes sparkling with warmth.

I won't let Sebastian and Natasha win. What do I do now? My mind races as I try to come up with a backup plan. I need something bigger. I need something that will destroy Sebastian’s image so completely that no amount of “lovey-dovey” couple photos can save him. And right then, the answer hits me. Vanessa. The bitch he left me for in the past five years ago. Quickly, I grab my laptop and open the folder I have been keeping for five years. There it is. The video of Sebastian proposing to Vanessa five years ago on that live television show.

"Let Caleb rot in jail. The harsher the punishment, the better!" Betty, completely desperate, switched targets and latched onto Hugo. "Hugo, baby, please! Talk to your dad. Help Caleb, just this once!" But Hugo wasn't having it either. He shoved her off with a look of pure disgust. "This is YOUR fault! Now everyone's gonna laugh at me even more! I hate you! Get out of here!" Betty froze, her humiliation giving way to something darker. Her face twisted as she turned to Damian, eyes practically burning.

"Isn't there a way that someone could get a hold of this lady? She is causing more damage and I am fucking sick of it" My brows furrowed in confusion, wondering what could have sparked the reaction between Betty and Jones like that. "What happened...." my voice was barely above a whisper and before I could complete my words, Jones stormed off, slamming the door in a way that almost caused my heart to leap into my throat. Betty turned to look at me as she let out a sigh. "I don't honestly think that you want to see this because this bitch called Naya, is currently on a live video...."

“I don’t think it’s a good idea, is it? To make a bet out of my child? But I kind of want to make that bet…” Tiffany smiled like a madwoman. “Haha… Look at you, Ari. You obviously want to make that bet. What a mother! Fine, it’s a deal for me. Based on this picture from the doctor, I bet that the child will turn out ugly. Because it really is too ugly…” Arianne joined Tiffany’s side. “I’m joining in too. Ugly…” “Then you’re going to lose,” Tanya forewarned. “We’ll have a few months before the results of the bet anyway. Let’s just wait and see.”

They did it more than once when Patrick had to get rid of the excessive amount of girls after him in Sin Club. If it were not for Jo’s injury, Patrick would probably show her already his whole set of exercises for the muscles of the buttocks. Instead of eating, they would start to exercise. “Sit down, badass.” Patrick said firmly again, handing her a glass of Shrek’s smoothie. She made a nasty face after taking a sip. “What the fuck is that? It's not your recipe, Pat.” “I couldn't find honey, bananas and chia seeds.” He lied. He didn't want her to abuse Mike again in public, in front of them.

I was just focused on the book I was reading, pretending not to hear them. “Hey ugly,” one of them called out. “Hope you are not planning to show up tonight.” I pushed back my glasses that were falling off my nose and continued reading. One of them walked to my desk, grabbed my book and dropped it to the floor. “You don't ignore beauty like us.” She said, titling her head smugly. She continued “have you gotten a prom date? Oops, I forgot. Nobody will want an ugly duckling like you to be their date.”

The Sequel for The Bet is out now, it is called Riptide❤️‼️ As requested it's Brittany's story after Andre❤️‼️ Chapters are already posted❤️‼️ Hope you guys enjoy it❤️‼️ Riptide *Sneak Peak* "It's you" She announced softly "So I did do something?" I asked thinking back, trying to figure out what exactly. "You're doing everything right" She confessed leaving realization to stand in my mind.