Bella
While I awaited death, visions swam before my eyes. I was being paraded around a lavish ballroom, held tightly in someone’s arms. When he whispered a joke against my ear, I let my head fall back as laughter bathed us in joy. I was so relaxed in his arms. It felt so right. As my laughter slowed, I lifted my head to look into his eyes. Something about his gray eyes seemed eerily familiar, but I just couldn’t place them. All I knew was that I never wanted to look away. His hair was soft and lush with bits of auburn streaking through the coal black. His jaw was relaxed as a loving smile beamed back at me.
“Ara,” he murmured as he lowered his mouth to mine. I melted against him as I kissed him back fervently. His hand slid from my waist around to grip my ass so he could pull me up his body to deepen the kiss. I pulled him closer to drink him in while his tongue continued to slide along mine, causing ripples of desire to course through my body. When we finally pulled back, I was breathless, making him chuckle as his hands went back to my waist. As he spun me around, I squealed happily, grasping his shoulders to keep myself stable as he continued to whirl us around the dance floor.
Once he finally set me back down on the floor, he pecked my lips again before tucking my hand into the crook of his arm and covering it with his own. “Are you hungry, my love?” he asked. I smiled up at him as I nodded. He led me to a series of thrones perched on an ornately decorated stage that stood above everyone else. They were trimmed in gold and jewels, a stark contrast to the one I had seen in Edward’s castle.
After I was seated in the one the furthest to the right, he took my hand, bowing over it to place a kiss on the back of it. “I’ll be right back, my queen.” I watched as he crossed the room to where long, elegant tables covered in platters of meats, cheeses, fruits, and desserts were. I stared at my wedding band as an older gentleman appeared in my line of sight, making me smile.
“Sire.”
“Silence!” He hissed. “It’s King James! You are no longer allowed to address me! Just like you are not worthy of sitting on that throne! Get up!”
I blinked in shock. “W-what?” This was supposed to be my coronation ball and the day that I would be allowed to sit beside the man I loved. I would no longer be a servant to The Court but a ruler of it.
“I said, “Get up!’” He snarled as he reached out to grab my hair before dragging me out of the throne and throwing me down the stairs. My father-in-law, the king, rushed down the stairs to kick me in the stomach hard.
I cried out as I wrapped my arm protectively around my stomach. “STOP! I’M PREGNANT!”
His smirk widened, and he peered down at me as he drew his leg back again. “I know, and that little bastard you’re trying to pass off as my grandchild will never see the light of day!”
“Father! STOP! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” My dance partner yelled as he rushed in our direction, only to be held back by half a dozen guards.
The King laughed maniacally as he withdrew an ornate dagger. I drew in a terrified breath as I tried to scramble backward, slipping and sliding on the slick floor. “P-please. It’s his baby. I swear! There has never been anyone else. Please. Spare me. I’ll leave! You’ll never see me again! Please,” I begged.
“Ara! Ara, you aren't going anywhere. You are mine! FATHER, STOP! DON’T DO THIS! She is already my wife! YOU CAN’T DO THIS!” My partner screamed as he tried to break free from the guards who were restraining him.
James smirked sinisterly down at me before raising the dagger. I turned my head to meet my partner’s eyes as the King swung the blade down. “I love you, Edward. I will never say goodbye,” I whispered as the blade started to slice through my neck.
BellaMonths pass…It had been several months since that fateful night, and the world had transformed in ways that seemed almost unbelievable. Edward and I had not only regained our rightful place on the throne, but we had also restored peace to the Fae kingdoms. After years of conflict, rebellion, and violence, we had finally brought about order, compelling even the most resistant factions to recognize the importance of unity.Edward had stayed true to his word, showering those he had wronged with opulence and luxury. In those rare moments of tranquility, when I wasn't haunted by the past or grieving for the fallen, I discovered a sense of peace that I never thought possible. I found myself caught in a whirlwind of emotions, trying to navigate the complexities of loving three very different men. Yet, amidst the chaos, I had never felt happier. I had found my true home in the hearts of these remarkable men.I had finally found my place in the world, surrounded by love and acceptance.
BellaKing Edward's arms enveloped me tightly as he stood before the court, his voice unwavering and powerful despite the weariness etched into his features. "Aunt, it is a relief to be back home," he declared, his words laced with both affection and authority. "Release my family from their imprisonment. Father's reign of terror has come to an end. The Darkness has been vanquished. I am restored to myself, with two remarkable new brothers who have faithfully served our queen. Bella must be given time to heal and recuperate. We can address the remaining matters tomorrow."His aunt's expression softened, a glimmer of pride breaking through her stoic facade. With a deep curtsy that brushed the floor, she replied, "As you wish, my King."With a swift movement, Edward spun on his heel, effortlessly carrying me as if I were weightless. His steps were purposeful and unwavering, leading us through the palace with determination. My head rested against his chest, his heartbeat a calming rhythm
EdwardI lifted Bella into my arms as her legs buckled, struggling slightly under her increased weight. She felt like a solid block of marble, her new form exuding a faint aura of power. Disgust filled me as I surveyed the unnecessary destruction left in my father's path. Stepping out of the room, I observed the servants gathered outside, then gestured back towards the chaos within. My other selves followed closely behind, poised to aid me at a moment's notice."Gather the fallen. They followed my commands until their last breaths, true warriors deserving of honor," I declared, my voice filled with reverence. Pausing for a moment, I let out a deep sigh before continuing, "And as for the rest of you, your loyalty and service, though coerced, will be rewarded with a life of opulence and luxury."A wave of surprise washed over their faces as a few of them hurried into the room to retrieve the bodies of my fallen guards. As they lifted the fallen, I gazed at the faces of those who remaine
Bella“Bella!” Edward’s voice broke through the haze, panic laced in his tone. The fire in my veins erupted, and I screamed as the room filled with blinding light. The pain struck like a lightning bolt, sharp and unforgiving, coursing through every vein and bone in my body. I screamed, clutching my chest as the heat inside me burned hotter and brighter. The first change came with a searing sensation across my back. I arched in agony as my skin tore, giving way to something new. Wings burst forth in a fiery inferno, massive and powerful, their cerulean with purple edges shimmering with iridescent hues of gold patterns throughout. I fell to my knees, gasping for breath, only to realize that the transformation was far from over. A searing heat enveloped my head...a halo? Its weight was both chilling and electrifying. My hands shook as I witnessed my nails elongate and sharpen, gleaming like obsidian tinged with a fiery red in the dim light. They had become claws, sinister and retractab
BellaI paced back and forth in Edward's chambers, my heart pounding in my chest as I heard the commotion outside the door. The muffled shouts of the guards barely reached my ears over the deafening storm raging outside. The rain hammered against the windows, each drop a frantic warning."Stay calm," I whispered to myself, my hands gripping the edges of the wooden chair.The knot of unease in my stomach tightened as Edward's words echoed in my mind. He had told me to trust the guards he had assigned to protect me, but something felt off. The shouts grew louder, accompanied by the sound of something heavy crashing to the ground. Someone was out there, and they were getting closer. Suddenly, the door burst open as if it were made of paper. Two guards stumbled into the room, their weapons falling to the floor. I stood frozen, my eyes widening as a figure stepped into the doorway.He stood before me, towering over me with a terrifying presence that sent shivers down my spine. His regal de
EdwardA deafening crash reverberated through the room, causing me to snap awake, my heart pounding in my chest. Bella had been restless in my embrace all night, her restless movements a silent omen. It wasn't just her agitation that had me on edge. This was something greater, something I had feared. A tempest was approaching, one that demanded my attention.I bolted upright, torn between my promise to stay by Bella's side and the undeniable pull toward the source of the sound. The castle loomed large, but my legs moved with purpose, guided by instinct. I knew exactly where I needed to go - the dining hall.As I entered, my heart turned to stone. There sat my father, on my throne, radiating his usual air of smug superiority. His presence seemed to cast a shadow over the entire room, chillin it to its core. The torchlight flickered, casting an eerie glow on his pale face, twisted into a condescending smirk."Father!" I roared, my voice shaking the very foundations of the castle.He rem