Novels by Author Belle

"Darling?"I snapped my head toward Lysander the moment his smooth, gentle voice broke the silence."Are you alright? You've been absent-minded ever since we came back," he said, his brow furrowed as raw worry etched itself deeply across his features."Are you still—""That's not it," I cut him off instantly, knowing exactly what uncomfortable words were about to spill from his lips."Then what's the problem? Is this because of the argument between you and Lucien?" he pressed, his question causing my eyes to immediately dart away toward his silent twin brother.We were sitting together having dinner. The twins had only just arrived back a short while ago, inviting me to join them the moment they walked into the room. Yet, ever since we sat down to eat, this was the very first conversation that had taken place between us.> "You are affected by what Sandro and Gerald said earlier, am I right, Klein?" Keno’s voice echoed quietly inside my mind, but I ignored him completely, forcing my

Hours had slipped by in quiet isolation following the razor-thin tension that flared between Lucien and me. I had just finished pulling on a fresh set of clothes after finally forcing myself through a shower.You might be wondering how I even managed to haul my broken body out of that bed.The harsh reality was simple: I dragged myself step by agonizing step toward the bathroom. Every muscle screamed in protest, and an acute, searing pain radiated through my entire frame, but I ground my teeth and forced my legs to move anyway.Before dressing, I had also cleaned up the mess on the bed, picking up the scattered food Lucien had violently knocked across the thick blankets.> "Would it literally kill you to listen just once, Klein?" Keno’s voice echoed inside my mind, dripping with exasperated judgment."Not right now, Keno. I am in no mood to argue with you," I growled under my breath as I carefully climbed back onto the mattress.Even though I had been out cold for two straight days,

"Well, that’s hardly not our fault, darling. You were far too addicting, far too fucking irresistible that night," Lysander purred, his smooth, dripping tone fanning the embers of my growing rage. "And besides, can you even picture it? You were acting so stubborn, yet in the end, you were practically begging us to fuck you." A slow, insufferable smirk spread across his lips. Consuming with irritation, I grabbed the nearest pillow and hurled it directly at his head. But he caught it effortlessly, bursting into a light, mocking laugh. "Damn you—" My voice cut off mid-curse as the heavy wooden door swung open. Lucien stepped into the room. The entire atmosphere plummeted, turning ice-cold in a fraction of a second. I swallowed hard, the sharp, dark glare he leveled at me pinning me to the mattress. "You dare block your mind!?" Lucien asked, his voice a quiet, dangerous rumble as he slowly began his approach toward the bed. My throat went completely bone-dry. The air in the

—Klein’s POV—I stirred from a deep slumber when I felt something cool and wet brushing against my ear, sending a sudden shiver straight down my spine."Hmm..."I forced my heavy eyelids open, trying to blink away the haze to see what was touching me. At first, my vision was a complete blur. But after a few seconds, the room came into focus, and I found myself staring up at the grand chandelier hanging from a familiar ceiling."Finally, you’re awake, darling."My gaze shifted away from the chandelier as Lysander’s smooth voice sounded right beside me. That was when the horrifying realization hit me—it was his tongue that had been trailing against my ear."W-What the f-fuck are you doing?!" I snapped, my voice laced with immediate irritation.I was surprised with how my voice sounded. My voice was barely recognizable—raspy, dry, and painfully raw."You just woke up, and you’re already cursing. If Lucien hears you using that tone, he’ll make sure you pay for it," he warned casually befo

—Third Person POV —"Fuck me. Fuck me, please." Those were the desperate words he never expected to spill from his own mouth.He caught the malicious smirk creeping across the twins' faces at his side. In that excruciating second, he wanted nothing more than the floor to swallow him whole from the sheer humiliation of his own words.Drowned in the maddening heat of his rut, he simply couldn't stop those filthy, degrading words from tearing out of his throat."Ahh~" Another helpless moan broke from his lips when Lysander cranked the vibrator to its highest level, sending violent tremors surging through every muscle in his body."Slut."He snapped his head toward Lysander the moment the insult struck his ears. He tried to force himself to feel angry, but the degrading word only seemed to fan the flames, amplifying the overwhelming heat and torturous electric pleasure coursing beneath his skin."I-I... I'm c-coming!" he gasped through his trembling breath, and within seconds, his release

My hands clenched into tight fists, and I lowered my head, not wanting to look at them as I forced those fucking words to roll off my tongue."P-Please... help me."Three words. Just three, yet it felt like they would be the death of me—choking me on the sheer rage and humiliation tearing through me right now."What lovely words from you, dear darling," Lysander sneered.In a split second, shock hit me as he yanked my nape, dragging me toward him. My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he claimed my lips in a ravenous, violent kiss. For a few seconds, I could only freeze in sheer numbness, until I found myself doing the unthinkable—kissing him back."Ahh~"A disgusting moan tore from my throat as his mouth abandoned my lips and dragged down my bare neck."Fuck! What a lovely scent!" Lysander growled against the crook of my neck. His hands began to aggressively roam every inch of my body, fanning the suffocating heat consuming me.As my knees buckled, my trembling arms instinct