Wordgirl Becky Angry Novels & Stories

Check it out! The guards come for her and I follow Beckam. Angie comes behind me excited. In the hallway, when no one is there, he turns to look at me. "I want you to keep an eye on her and don't forget that she's a Williams Hayes, keep your eyes open and tell me everything you know," she orders me without looking into my eyes and I look for her gaze until sighing the light color, a green, grayish blue connects with mine. I don't forget about our fight, about everything he said to me and everything I said to him, I'm not going to apologize, but I need us to be on good terms to get what I want.

The room was hushed now, every ear straining toward her, every breath caught in the quiet weight of her words. Jaiyana lifted her chin, her glow soft but undeniable. “I am not Durga. I am Jaiyana. But together, maybe that is enough.” “And you’re a badass with that discus!” a young warrior called out, eliciting chuckles from the crowd. Jaiyana lifted her hand to quiet the room again, a smile gracing her face.

Not anyhow sound but like moans or maybe cries even and the sound of a hot sex. Her face flushed and she turned crimson red, she never knew or never thought Kane would hook up with a girl. She was tempted to open the door and see how fast he can move which was making the girl scream like that. "Oliver?" She jumped like a child who had been caught doing something bad. After all, she was doing something bad. She was about to peek at her friend having a hot sex. "Caro! Wha-wha-what are you doing here?"

*chik* *chik* before the mass of people comment on her announcement, the army and policemen on her side suddenly point their gun at the people and almost telling them that they don't have the right to argue they are terrified of the sudden pointing of gun and no one tries to voice out anything and like nothing happened, Becky continues her announcement. "so no one is objecting, very good I'm happy that all of you understand the situation, hahaha. Well about the rebels, if any of you has seen any strange things around the facility made sure to report it or else we will cut off the supply we are giving to you" in John Carl's eyes, the woman that is talking right now is a demon, a human being t

Not ours. Annie groaned out loud. “Oh, come on.” She typed quickly. Annie: Wow. So this is how things are now? Becky, back me up here. Becky: Sorry, Annie. I stand with Sussy on this one. Annie: Unbelievable. Sussy: Ah-ah! Did you see that? For the first time Becky is agreeing with me without any argument. Becky: Well… maybe it’s because this is the only sensible thing you’ve said since we became friends.

Becky was still fuming as they loaded their purchases into the car. "That girl's got some real nerves," she muttered. Vanessa almost laughed, warmed by her friend's defense. "Why are you so pissed?" Becky's expression darkened. "Seeing her face alone just made me angry, and those dumb words that spewed out of her mouth... gosh!" Vanessa smiled, "Just let it go, okay? She's not worth it." Becky acknowledged, "I'm so happy you've gotten over the two of them. I'm so proud of you."

Becky grabbed my wrist and pulled me straight onto the floor. ♪ Don’t wanna talk about us ♪ She mouthed the words, eyes half-closed, hips rolling. I stayed close, trying not to look as out of place as I felt. ♪ Feeling good now you’re outta my life ♪ Someone shouted near the entrance. “Hey! Stand in line.” A girl with platinum hair glared at us. “There’s a line in between your ass, bitch… You could make your dick useful on between her line.” Becky didn’t even blink.

His tears sucked in and his fist tightened against the piece of glass which began cutting deep into him. His mind was numb now, empty of all thoughts but filled with cruelty. Vengeance. He no longer felt a thing, just the winds whistling in the night’s atmosphere. He pulled his black hoodie, dashing into the cold night. His bruised skin brushed against the thick, rough fabric but he felt nothing, only the taste of blood on his lip and the stench of vengeance. *** Becky swore she saw something. Someone. She was a little sore and roughed up, but she knew what she'd seen. Andre? No, he wouldn't come back to hurt me. He doesn't have it in him. He was always the weak quiet boy.

I snapped, kicking his shin and slamming my heel down on his foot. “Sorry,” I added, entirely unapologetic as I walked away, leaving him groaning in pain. “Psycho,” I muttered, heading to the bar. I saw my friend Cecil, completely unconscious, slumped halfway across the counter. I looked around for my other friends. Only Grace was visible. She waved, and a few minutes later she stood beside me, slightly out of breath. “I’m leaving after this,” she said before sipping her wine. “Are you okay with handling her on your own?” she asked, looking at Cecil.

She fisted her hair, but Jade didn't move she didn't fight back and it annoyed April the more. "Are you ignoring me?" She was beginning to taste blood in her mouth, she wrapped her hands around her abdomen, it was hurting so bad she could see stars. She pleaded for her to stop, but the girl was angry and didn't stop, her world was spinning. Someone roughly snatched April away from her and flung her aside. The darkness was calling to her and it seemed too peaceful, she let her eyes close, and she didn't miss the principal voice ringing loudly in the hallway.