Ugly Betty Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Out of all the fine men here, you gave me a local baboon. Pathetic!” “Go on, call me names. I don't give a flying damn.” Jonathan licked his lips lustfully, motioning for Betty to come closer with his index finger. “All I know is that you are going to give me a handjob, come what may. So come on, boo-boo. Come to slim zaddy.” Reluctantly, Betty went over there to do the dirty business. If there was a better word in place of horrible, she would've used that instead to mark the bitter experience which she hoped not to ever relive till the day she'd die for good.

Betty’s ambitious and inquisitive nature immediately rebelled, refusing to let this secret remain buried. “This is completely absurd,” Betty muttered in a raised tone, her expression turning deeply contemptuous as she recalled the woman’s body shape she had seen yesterday. She crossed her arms arrogantly in front of her chest. “My ex-husband’s taste has really dropped to a very low level. How could Alistair Vance, who is famously extremely selective and untouchable, choose a woman who is ugly, chubby, thick-skinned, and still someone else’s wife?” Betty stood up and walked slowly toward the large window of her office overlooking the city outside. Her eyes flashed with hatred and dense intrig

Like Felicia, he was a twenty-four-year-old son of Max's uncle. They had actually been in the same class in middle and high school. Felicia had to take a year off in their junior year after being seriously ill. She had gained thirty pounds and had a totally different appearance when she returned to school. The prettiest girl in college had become the ugliest, according to the stares, whispers, and derogatory remarks made about her. Despite his often harsh words, Luke was the one who helped her get through that difficult time.

Betty turns her face entirely toward the tinted window, and from the corner of my eye, I can see the unshed tears glistening on her lower lashes, but I know her pride will never let a single drop fall while I am sitting next to her. The silence is suffocating. I stare at the side of her face, desperate to clear the heavy air between us. "Betty," I start, my voice low. "About the elevator... I shouldn't have forced that kiss." She lets out a dry, incredulous scoff, not even bothering to turn her head away from the glass. "Do you seriously want to talk to me about that right now, Nathaniel?" she asks, her voice completely hollow. "I just found out I am working for a criminal who might send me

I circle her ass with my thumb, massaging the puckered ring of muscles, and she gasps. “There is no inch of your body I will not claim mine, Baby Girl.” She shakes her head, “No, please. Not back there.” “That’s not up for discussion.” I smack her ass cheeks so hard, I left an imprint of my hand. “So, fucking beautiful.” My canines elongate, ready to mark her again. Only this time, I will be transferring my Beta serum. I’m still fucking her from behind when my fangs break her skin, small droplets of blood drip from the wound as the bite is supposed to reach her muscle and leave the serum running in her bloodstream.

"Why are you doing this? It's not just about the girl. Why?" Ethel's voice was laced with venom. "Because you're a demented, aging fool who'll die lonely and miserable due to how you treat people. Betty left you because of your attitude, remember? Now, you pick up young boys who have sex for money because they're the only ones who'll fuck you. And they charge higher than the normal price." Chelsea pressed his lips together, witnessing a rush of emotions cross Bill's face. Pity filled him as he watched the scene unfold.

Betty's POV “I, Lycan King, Ryan Kai.." the man blurted, grabbing my chin roughly, and a wince escaped my mouth. Of course, I knew the words that were next. He was going to reject me. “I, Lycan King, Ryan Kai, rejects you, Betty Veil as my mate," he growled, his eyes seething with hate, and I felt every cell in my body crying agony. “You are…” I mumbled, but I bit my lips down, knowing I shouldn't do it but it was what I do when nervous.

“Or what? You’re gonna call to daddy to save your ugly ass?” I struggled with him, trying to make him let go, and although I knew it was impossible, I still tried. “Betty, come over here.” He called out to the girl behind him and he moves behind me and grabs my hair and I whimper in pain. “Do you see Betty? She’s hot, beautiful. Something you’ll never be.” The ginger-haired girl is in an extremely short skirt and a slim hand red tank top. Her makeup is heavy, making her look flawless and beautiful.

A laugh that sounded strange, almost like someone losing his sanity. “Hah…” Billy covered his face with both hands. “Look at you, Billy.” The laughter turned into sobs. Tears fell one by one, soaking his palms. “What am I?” his voice shook. “A great CEO who can’t forget one woman?” He lifted his face. His eyes were wet, red, empty. “An ugly woman,” he whispered. “A fat woman who never even had confidence.” Billy laughed again, this time more painfully. “But why only her?”

I’m ready to fight. ‘That’s my girl!’ I tried to sound cheerful. ‘Always your girl, Tyler. Until the end.’ ‘Until the end.’ I repeated. ‘I saw Zoey!’ She blurted out all of a sudden. She shrieked her name as if it hadn’t left a sour taste in her mouth previously. ‘I’m going to her, and we will run together to the end! I love you, Beta Tyler!!’ ‘I love you, my Beta Female! I’ll see you at the end.’