Novels by Author Belle

We were on our way back to our building.Nothing seemed out of the ordinary—just another routine afternoon between classes—until a group suddenly stepped out from the shade of the adjacent walkway and blocked our path.We froze in our tracks, our footsteps coming to a abrupt halt. Automatically, I narrowed my eyes and evaluated the unexpected obstacles in front of us.The moment my gaze landed on the person leading the group, I couldn't stop the exasperated, bitter scoff from escaping my lips."Long time no see, Klein," he greeted, an arrogant, mocking smirk spreading across his face. He spoke with a tone of casual familiarity, as if we hadn't just gotten into a massive physical altercation yesterday right here on campus grounds."So, you're still breathing?" I asked, keeping my voice deadpan and icy cold. I tilted my head slightly, letting my eyes sweep over him with complete contempt. "And here I thought Satan had already dragged you straight to hell."Right at that moment, my own

—Klein's POV—*One Week Later*I sat in silence on the bermuda grass in the garden behind the building.It was Monday, and it was our break time. I didn't go to the cafeteria because I brought my own food.I didn't want to interact with the students there.I'm allergic to them.I despise the way they look at me, as if I were nothing more than some kind of rotten garbage.Meanwhile, Gerald and Sandro were over there in the cafeteria. They chose to hang out with their newfound friends, Micah and Dylan.Actually, they tried to force me to come along with them, but what chance did they stand against someone like me? None.> "Don't you have any plans to make friends, Klein?""You? Don't you have any plans to stop pestering me with your endless questions? You are my fucking wolf, you should know me well!" I snapped at him instantly.Truthfully, I had been annoyed with Keno for a while now. I’d lost count of how many times he had asked me that exact same question over the past week.> "I wa

"Klein, are you alright?"My eyes immediately snapped over to Sandro the moment his voice broke the silence."What?" I snapped irritably, before quickly averting my gaze and shoving another bite of spaghetti into my mouth."We’ve noticed you’ve been squirming in your seat for a while now," he added gently, making it impossible for me to suppress the urge to grip my fork until my knuckles turned white."Just fucking mind your own food!" I growled, my frustration boiling over.Sandro didn't say another word. Almost instantly, a pang of guilt washed over me for snapping at him like that. But I couldn't stop the heat rising in my head, not after everything that had just happened earlier. And as those chaotic thoughts flashed through my mind, an unstoppable, furious blush rushed to my face.Fuck!Lysander had just fucked me relentlessly, without pausing for even a single second!And because Sandro and Gerald were waiting for me outside, it only gave that bastard more of a reason to drive i

My fists clenched until my knuckles turned stark white. I stood rooted to the spot like a carved statue, my head bowed low in humiliated defeat. If a stare could bore holes through solid stone, my furious glare would have carved a direct line straight into the depths of hell."Come here, kitten," he commanded, his voice dripping with smooth authority.Every instinct roared at me to refuse, to fight back, yet my treacherous legs betrayed me as I found myself walking right back toward them."Your wounds haven't even healed yet. Stop thrashing around like a wild animal for now," he lectured condescendingly, talking down to me as if I were nothing more than a throwing a temper tantrum.I kept my mouth shut. My head remained bowed, while in my mind, I viciously executed Sandro and Gerald a thousand times over—saving a special, agonizing end for Lysander, who stood nearby secretly snickering at my expense."And you," Lucien spoke.I didn't care enough to look up and see who he was addressi

"Sorry? For damn what?" I snapped, raising an eyebrow at the two of them in disbelief."We are sorry because you felt like we betrayed you. We are sorry because we didn’t follow what you wanted. We are sorry because...""...for trusting our mate. We are sorry, Klein," Gerald continued, picking up right where Sandro left off. "We know deep down that you're just worried about us—""And who the absolute fuck says that I'm worried about you?!" I fired back immediately, cutting them off with a sharp glare. "If you two only came here to babble about nonsense, you are free to walk right out that door. Besides, I couldn't care less about your life plans. And believe me, the moment they hurt you, I still won't give a damn, and don't you dare expect me to lift a finger to help you!" I ranted in pure rage, violently shoving myself up from my seat.Even though my body throbbed with agonizing pain and my legs threatened to buckle beneath me, I forced myself to stand tall, turned my back on them, a

"Klein? Are you still asleep?"Fuck it!"S-Slow down—Ah, fuck!!" My hand instinctively flew back to cover my mouth as I let out a loud gasp when Lucifer forcefully slammed his hips forward, driving his fucking manhood deep within my guts."Klein! Are you alright!?"This time, it was Gerald's voice I heard, accompanied by heavy knocking on the door.Fuck it!Wrong timing!What the hell are they doing here?!"Answer them, baby. Or they might barge in," Lucifer teased with a smirk, his relentless pounding against my tight core never stopping, which made it impossible to suppress my soft whimpers and the way my back arched every time he hit that sensitive spot inside me that dialed up the heat and pleasure to the max."M-Move. My friends are here!" I choked out, trying in vain to shove him away."Move? Are you sure you want me to stop, baby?"At his question, I went dead silent. I just stared straight into his eyes for a moment, weighing whether it was actually smart to make him stop in t