Forsythe Pendleton Jones The Third had it all. He has great friends, great family and an incredible wife but he always felt like he was missing something. One night his car broke down on the borderline between the North and the Southside and that's when he found his missing piece. A blonde haired beauty who he's never seen before. Betty was always the quiet type, though her mother runs the serpents, she always knew she wanted more when suddenly a dark haired adonis by the name of Jughead crashes into her life. This story will involve smut so if you don't like that type of stuff then don't read or be warned. I'll try my best to write an authors note when it's about to happen but sometimes I forget.
20 parts