Novels by Bella Hemsworth

This has been an emotional roller coaster for me. This story began in January, and since then, a lot of things have happened. I’ve been sick, I’ve had countless visits to the hospital, gotten an operation, entered final year in medical school, a lot of things actually. And finally, after nine months, I get to say goodbye to the beautiful Morris family, and everyone involved in their story. It wasn’t easy, but you all stood by me. I hope you enjoyed this story as much I almost enjoyed writing it. And I hope to see you again in my next project coming in OCTOBER, and my debut billionaire romance novel. Thank you all. Xoxo, Bella Hemsworth.

SEVEN MONTHS LATER AUTHOR The sound of the door closing had everyone up on their feet. Daniel, Darwin, Lillie who had been fidgeting on her seat, Queen Sophia, even little Emilia. The doctor blinked twice, fairly surprised by how fast they had all stood. All the set of eyes that peered at her caused her to clear her throat. She couldn’t blame them for being anxious. Princess Darla had been in the labor room for over eight hours. “How’s everything? How’s she? How’s…?” Lillie moved to the front, and the doctor smiled at her. “Everything is fine, your highness. Princess Darla has just delivered two beautiful and handsome children.” Silence hung in the air for three brief seconds. Yes. The doctor had counted. “Does this mean…?” Lillie asked with wide eyes. “Yes.” The tall lady replied. “Twins.” “Oh my God!” Lillie screamed, tears in her eyes as she watched everyone else rush into the room. They were supposed to have gone in one by one, but even the doctor knew better than to tr

Lillie’s POV *THREE WEEKS LATER* I stood outside Darla’s room, taking a deep breath before knocking softly. No response, but I knew she was in there. I could hear her crying from where I stood. Even her large twin doors had done nothing to mask the sound of her sorry. I turned mine into a ball in my throat and swallowed hard to push it down to my stomach. It couldn’t come out, not today. I reached for her door knob, opened the door and found her sitting on the edge of her bed, her face pale, her eyes swollen from crying. The black dress Darwin had gotten for her lay untouched in a rumpled mess beside her."Darla, you need to get ready," I said gently, stepping inside. "It’s time."She shook her head, her hands trembling as they gripped the sheets. "I can’t," she whispered. "If I get dressed… if I go downstairs… it means he’s really gone. That Logan is really gone, and I’ll never see him again. The love of my life, Lillie… the father of my child." Her voice cracked, her should

David’s POV Blood. All over the room. Dripping from every wound in my body. I didn’t need to see my reflection in the mirror to know I had been beaten up real good. Yet, when I saw it, a bitter chuckle forced its way out of my throat. I had managed to kill them all even in my state. The fuckers must have known they wouldn’t be able to stand a chance, hence why they had to poison me. In those last minutes of my life, the faces of my brothers flashed in my mind as I sat on my bed. My brothers, my sisters, my darling mother who had seen so much loss in her time. I never thought I’d see them again. I thought that, by the time they reached the hospital, I’d be long gone. When the rogues came, I was sure it was over. They had knives, weapons—I barely had the strength to lift my arms, but something inside me, something primal, wouldn’t let me give up. Not yet. Not before seeing my family one last time. If they could get to me, that is. There was no guarantee they had been able to make it

Darwin’s POV Heavy is the head that wears the crown, but there wasn’t a crown on my head. However, I knew I had stepped into David’s shoes the moment he was hospitalized. It suddenly made sense why he had been so stoic and protective of everyone. For the first time in a long time, I could feel what he felt. The weight of the world resting on my shoulders. My world, and that of Dark Moon at large. Even as I ripped Jace’s head from his neck, the reality of what had just happened sank deeper as I looked at him—the cousin who once laughed with us as children, now reduced to this: A lifeless head in my hands. Who would have thought I would be the one to end his life? Who would have thought that he’ll be the one to turn our lives around? To hurt my brothers, to betray the only family he could call his? His eyes, once filled with arrogance and ambition, were now vacant, staring up at the sky even in his death. But now, he would be unable to see any fucking thing. His life had ended.

Darwin: The battle was far more brutal than expected. Dead bodies lay across the ground, a mix of our own people, rogues and rebel soldiers. Daniel and I were yet to turn as we were preserving our energy to fight our common enemy. A wolf lunged at me and I caught it by its collar and snapped its next in one move. It dropped to the ground, slowly shifting back to its human form as it took its last breath. Another one came and I sank my claws into it, twisting and tearing its guts out so it lay on the floor in a disgusting pile. I only one had one intention as I made my way towards the Palace. And that was to make sure Lillie and my family members were safe. After I'd confirmed that they were, I would return here and find Jace. The hall was empty. Void of anyone, so I knew they had all been carted away to safety to the Palace's secret basement. I heard a familar sob and hurried towards the corner leading to the underground building. Lillie was crouched beside Logan w

This has been an emotional roller coaster for me. This story began in January, and since then, a lot of things have happened. I’ve been sick, I’ve had countless visits to the hospital, gotten an operation, entered final year in medical school, a lot of things actually. And finally, after nine months

SEVEN MONTHS LATER AUTHOR The sound of the door closing had everyone up on their feet. Daniel, Darwin, Lillie who had been fidgeting on her seat, Queen Sophia, even little Emilia. The doctor blinked twice, fairly surprised by how fast they had all stood. All the set of eyes that peered at her

She didn’t speak, just nodded, her tears continuing to fall silently. Darla joined me, and together, we guided Queen Sophia and Emilia downstairs, where the burial was about to take place. The palace courtyard was filled with the people of Darkmoon, all dressed in black, their faces solemn as they

Lillie’s POV *THREE WEEKS LATER* I stood outside Darla’s room, taking a deep breath before knocking softly. No response, but I knew she was in there. I could hear her crying from where I stood. Even her large twin doors had done nothing to mask the sound of her sorry. I turned mine into a ba

"You both… you both stepped up. I always knew you had it in you, but seeing it… it’s an honor." My gaze lingered on Darwin, and I squeezed his hand weakly. "You’ve done more than I ever could. The kingdom is safe because of you." Darwin’s grip tightened, and he shook his head, tears spilling down

David’s POV Blood. All over the room. Dripping from every wound in my body. I didn’t need to see my reflection in the mirror to know I had been beaten up real good. Yet, when I saw it, a bitter chuckle forced its way out of my throat. I had managed to kill them all even in my state. The fuckers

This has been an emotional roller coaster for me. This story began in January, and since then, a lot of things have happened. I’ve been sick, I’ve had countless visits to the hospital, gotten an operation, entered final year in medical school, a lot of things actually. And finally, after nine months, I get to say goodbye to the beautiful Morris family, and everyone involved in their story. It wasn’t easy, but you all stood by me. I hope you enjoyed this story as much I almost enjoyed writing it. And I hope to see you again in my next project coming in OCTOBER, and my debut billionaire romance novel. Thank you all. Xoxo, Bella Hemsworth.

SEVEN MONTHS LATER AUTHOR The sound of the door closing had everyone up on their feet. Daniel, Darwin, Lillie who had been fidgeting on her seat, Queen Sophia, even little Emilia. The doctor blinked twice, fairly surprised by how fast they had all stood. All the set of eyes that peered at her caused her to clear her throat. She couldn’t blame them for being anxious. Princess Darla had been in the labor room for over eight hours. “How’s everything? How’s she? How’s…?” Lillie moved to the front, and the doctor smiled at her. “Everything is fine, your highness. Princess Darla has just delivered two beautiful and handsome children.” Silence hung in the air for three brief seconds. Yes. The doctor had counted. “Does this mean…?” Lillie asked with wide eyes. “Yes.” The tall lady replied. “Twins.” “Oh my God!” Lillie screamed, tears in her eyes as she watched everyone else rush into the room. They were supposed to have gone in one by one, but even the doctor knew better than to tr

Lillie’s POV *THREE WEEKS LATER* I stood outside Darla’s room, taking a deep breath before knocking softly. No response, but I knew she was in there. I could hear her crying from where I stood. Even her large twin doors had done nothing to mask the sound of her sorry. I turned mine into a ball in my throat and swallowed hard to push it down to my stomach. It couldn’t come out, not today. I reached for her door knob, opened the door and found her sitting on the edge of her bed, her face pale, her eyes swollen from crying. The black dress Darwin had gotten for her lay untouched in a rumpled mess beside her."Darla, you need to get ready," I said gently, stepping inside. "It’s time."She shook her head, her hands trembling as they gripped the sheets. "I can’t," she whispered. "If I get dressed… if I go downstairs… it means he’s really gone. That Logan is really gone, and I’ll never see him again. The love of my life, Lillie… the father of my child." Her voice cracked, her should

David’s POV Blood. All over the room. Dripping from every wound in my body. I didn’t need to see my reflection in the mirror to know I had been beaten up real good. Yet, when I saw it, a bitter chuckle forced its way out of my throat. I had managed to kill them all even in my state. The fuckers must have known they wouldn’t be able to stand a chance, hence why they had to poison me. In those last minutes of my life, the faces of my brothers flashed in my mind as I sat on my bed. My brothers, my sisters, my darling mother who had seen so much loss in her time. I never thought I’d see them again. I thought that, by the time they reached the hospital, I’d be long gone. When the rogues came, I was sure it was over. They had knives, weapons—I barely had the strength to lift my arms, but something inside me, something primal, wouldn’t let me give up. Not yet. Not before seeing my family one last time. If they could get to me, that is. There was no guarantee they had been able to make it

Darwin’s POV Heavy is the head that wears the crown, but there wasn’t a crown on my head. However, I knew I had stepped into David’s shoes the moment he was hospitalized. It suddenly made sense why he had been so stoic and protective of everyone. For the first time in a long time, I could feel what he felt. The weight of the world resting on my shoulders. My world, and that of Dark Moon at large. Even as I ripped Jace’s head from his neck, the reality of what had just happened sank deeper as I looked at him—the cousin who once laughed with us as children, now reduced to this: A lifeless head in my hands. Who would have thought I would be the one to end his life? Who would have thought that he’ll be the one to turn our lives around? To hurt my brothers, to betray the only family he could call his? His eyes, once filled with arrogance and ambition, were now vacant, staring up at the sky even in his death. But now, he would be unable to see any fucking thing. His life had ended.

Darwin: The battle was far more brutal than expected. Dead bodies lay across the ground, a mix of our own people, rogues and rebel soldiers. Daniel and I were yet to turn as we were preserving our energy to fight our common enemy. A wolf lunged at me and I caught it by its collar and snapped its next in one move. It dropped to the ground, slowly shifting back to its human form as it took its last breath. Another one came and I sank my claws into it, twisting and tearing its guts out so it lay on the floor in a disgusting pile. I only one had one intention as I made my way towards the Palace. And that was to make sure Lillie and my family members were safe. After I'd confirmed that they were, I would return here and find Jace. The hall was empty. Void of anyone, so I knew they had all been carted away to safety to the Palace's secret basement. I heard a familar sob and hurried towards the corner leading to the underground building. Lillie was crouched beside Logan w

ELORA Flashes of white, bright white, craved to blind me. Then came the silver. Lightning…so much lightning. I pressed my eyes shut with force. I could see teeth tearing into flesh. The images of blood…so much blood, pooling beneath me in a thick red sea. My heart pounded against the tired muscular walls of my chest. I could feel my limbs twitch, and something…very deep inside me clawed through my skin, desperate to get out. Then it all went dark again.Until it didn’t.My eyes flew open, and I jerked upward, drenched in a pool of my sweat. But my body had only moved forward a tiny bit when it stopped with a harsh rattle.Chains? It hasn’t registered into my mind. Not yet. Not until I turned to my right and saw the cold metal biting into my wrists.To the left, and it was there. I looked down, panic swelling in my throat as bile rested on my tongue. The cold steel bound my feet as well. I was in shackles. Chained like a feared, dangerous criminal. Why? What the hell had I

AUTHOR In the former beta’s quarters in the Stormrider pack, the heavy oak doors slammed open with a crash that shook the stone walls. Athlea, his wife and mother of the Luna, stormed into the great hall, her blood red robe clung to her curvy body like a second skin. By the hearth, Varek sat slouched in a carved chair, swirling a goblet of dark wine lazily between his fingers as he stared outside the window. He didn’t notice her step in. He should have heard from the leader of the mercenaries by now. They were yet to return with Elora’s head to claim their reward money. “Old man!” Athlea roared, but Varek didn’t flinch at his wife’s rude entrance. In fact, he barely looked up.It was typical of her. Athlea’s lip curled in disgust as she crossed the room, her boots striking sharp against the cold floor.In her hand, she clutched a bloodied scroll. “You sit here and drink,” she hissed, throwing the scroll at his feet, “while everything falls to pieces at our feet, and under our

RYKERI had never seen anything like it. In all my years, it was the most powerful thing I had ever seen. Elora cried out for the power of the moon goddess, just as I was told she would be able to, and the goddess wasted no time in answering. She sent lightning from the heavens, and the moment the lightning struck her, everything stopped.Time itself seemed to fold in on us, suspended between one heartbeat and the next.Elora was at the center of it all. She glowed with the lightning coursing through her skin. Her eyes beamed with a dangerous red glow. I stepped back in awe of her. She was terrifying, quick, unstoppable. When she moved, she moved with a force faster than light, faster than my thoughts. The rogues didn’t stand a chance.One by one, she tore through them, snapping their necks with her teeth. Heads rolled, she broke their limbs with ease, leaving them bleeding out on the ground.Torn apart by wind blades so sharp the air itself screamed. She wasn’t fighting alone,

ELORA Both our gazes snapped in the direction of the cry. Across the fire, a figure crumpled to the ground. Everyone around the fire screamed and scattered into several parts as the figure became even clearer. He had blood pouring from the gash in his gut. Behind him, shadows poured from the darkness as rogues, snarling and howling like demons unleashed from the deepest, darkest parts of hell. In the blink of an eye, Ryker was gone. He rushed to the center, summoning his warriors behind him. “we’re under attack! Warriors, fall behind me now!” I watched him turn to Odessa.“Take the women and children into the woods, now! Hide them, make sure they would not be seen! They must not be found no matter what,” his voice cracked as he sniffed in. Was that a tear from the great Ryker Veylard? “Please. They all have to survive. Please.” She nodded and called on the women and children to gather around her. Ophelia offered to stay back to make sure she could heal the wounded soldiers w

ELORA Sun rise met the South in very high spirits. I had woken up to find myself in my tent. My right hand brushed my cheeks gently, feeling the heat on them. I couldn’t help the smile that plastered itself on my face. Had Ryker carried me all the way here? “He did, didn’t he?” Sierra whispered softly in my ear. She had also been stretched out by Ryker’s wolf after all. “It smells like joy out there.”I nodded, flipping the sheets away from my body and planting my feet on the ground. It was the festival of the South’s rebirth, almost two decades since they all lost everything and had to start afresh. Anya had said this festival meant a lot to them. They honored their fallen heroes, welcomed their spirits to speak to their children, their wives and husbands, and bid them farewell after. Odessa and Ophelia had told me all about it before. If a spirit stayed too long with the living, it could begin to harbor evil intentions. Regardless, there’s nothing I wouldn’t have given to be

KaelMy father had his mistress with him on the night I sought to talk about my nightmares. It had become a part of his daily routine to bring his foreign whores into his bed. Now that he no longer had responsibilities to the pack, and I had taken over his throne. I returned to my room and made sure to visit him when he was interested in dealing with real world affairs. Thank the goddess, he was finally caught in his smoking room, where he loved to polish his weapons and smoke. It was no surprise to me that the room smelled of steel and smoke.Still, I hated it.The heavy stone walls pressed in on me as I stood before my father, Kranos, and his beta, Varek. Varek Valewind still functioned as the grand commander of my father’s army. They were tied up in a conversation when I stormed in. My father looked up from his table with a raised brow. “Son.” “Father,” I turned to Varek. “General.” He gave me a courtesy bow, which I returned. “My dreams have worsened,” I said, voice rou