Chapters tagged corruption

by Badwolf92

Chapter 3

Betty getting belligerent at her 14 year old grandson treating her like a liar decided that a direct demonstration was necessary. “Oh yeah hotshot? I wish this coffee was a margarita!” Hoisting the mug up in front her grandson’s smug face she watches in fascination as her mug tr...

by Badwolf92

Chapter 4

Betty’s personal nurse Ladonya let herself in Betty’s condominium unit with her copy of the key. The heavyset Jamaican woman called out to Betty and seeing her grandson passed out on the sofa at 3 in the afternoon kicked him and called him a lazy bones. Betty panicked because she...

by Badwolf92

Chapter 5

Ladonya started hearing a quiet muffled voice echoing through her head and getting louder and louder. Ladonya brushed them off as best she could until they were louder than the TV Betty had left on in the living room. They seemed to be emanating from Betty’s amulet, goading seduc...

by Badwolf92

Chapter 6

Betty kicked Ladonya back with her sprinters legs and quickly blurted out a way out of this situation. “I wish Ladonya was an immobile little doll that couldn’t do anything to me!” Suddenly the muscular Ladonya who was desperately scrambling across the room towards Betty sudden...

by Badwolf92

Chapter 7

Dark Betty finishing updating her dialect and understanding of things by remotely hacking the internet satellites with her brain she got caught up to speed on cultural dialects, current events etc and began to at the vitriolic conservative talk show hosts and pondered how to make...

by Badwolf92

Chapter 8

Dark Betty released her control over the studio as the screen goes blue and leers over at the slumbering Tony as she turned off the tv. “Please no not him I beg of you! Change anyone else please!!” Betty’s imprisoned disembodied spirit pleading with her master telepathically ca...

by Seedsofmischief

Chapter 2

Jack leaned back in his chair, the soft hum of the restaurant’s ambient music doing little to calm the nervous energy buzzing in his chest. Across from him, Emily—the redhead he’d been crushing on since junior year—was laughing at something he’d said, her freckled cheeks dimpling...

by Seedsofmischief

Chapter 3

The dice sat on the table, its numbers glinting in the dim light of the restaurant. Dean picked it up again, his fingers tightening around it as a new, twisted idea took hold. I wish Emily would become vapid and less attractive, he thought, his jaw clenching with spite. With a qu...