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.
BellaThe vision lifted. “Edward!” I screamed as I sat straight up, clutching my blanket to my chest, while my heart threatened to beat out of my chest. I looked around, my eyes moving quickly over every inch of the room I was in. I wasn’t in my assigned room, which only added to my anxiety. Edward was going to kill. He–I sank back in the bed, my heart skipping a few beats as my chest tightened painfully. Oh, God. Edward. I was dreaming about Edward. What in the hell was wrong with me? I shouldn't feel bad for the monster that has imprisoned me, but I do.My heart aches for him. Ara and him were married and so much in love. Love…something I have never experienced but can imagine how painful it must be to lose. Was their deaths what made him into The Beast? Why wasn't his father happy for his son? So what if she wasn't royalty, why should it matter? A noise just outside of the room spooked me. I jumped out of bed and rushed out of the room. I had to get back to my room before Edward re
EdwardI knew that Bella was going to be a pain in my ass since the day she touched my face. I knew the humans would consider her drop-dead gorgeous. She was no comparison to my Ara. Her beauty isn't what spared her that day. It was the fire mixed with tenderness that I saw in her eyes. She had Ara’s tender grace but possessed an intensity that Ara lacked.As I was reliving that moment my dream plagued me and was confusing as it didn't conform to all of them before. This dream transported me back to them selecting Bella and how she reacted as the spell was performed. She almost welcomed my presence. That made me curious about her. I chuckled to myself. Hell, it made me claim her and bind her soul to mine. Suddenly the dream shifted. Nights had always been restless even before I became The Beast. Dreams were never just dreams for me. They served as glimpses of a past I could never escape, fragments of a life stolen too soon. My mind drifted elsewhere, dragged down by the echoes of a
EdwardAfter my breakfast and I had made sure that Bella was safely back in my chambers, I sought out Arnold. He needs to be made to understand that Bella is off-limits. She is my mate, though I am not sure how. The curse gave me ultimate power but at the cost of never finding love again. At the time, I was so sure that Ara was my mate and my chance at love died when my father killed her, but what if I was wrong? I snarled at my uncertainty. Ara was my world in the light. Her death allowed me to embrace the shadows and summon The Darkness. Had she not been my Fated there's no way I could have summoned it. All Fae were stripped of that power centuries ago when one tried to wipe out humanity during The Dark Age. I shifted into The Beast as I drew my dagger across Arnold’s abdomen again, anger over the past making me an even more formidable opponent today. I wanted him to know that I could obliterate his soul, but not just yet. So I put it back into its magic sheath that molded into my
BellaI found myself once again in a ballroom. The soft glow of chandeliers illuminated the space in golden light. The music was hauntingly familiar, a melody that tugged at something deep within me. My head swirled with confusion. How had I ended up here? Just moments ago, I had been rushing to prepare Edward’s breakfast, juggling my irritation with his impossible demands and praying that he wouldn't kill me. Why I suddenly cared about my life was a mystery to me because when I first met The Beast I had little regard for it. My life before was meaningless and the one here turned out to not be much better until recently. These dreams of a different Edward might be his silent cries for help. Perhaps he hates being The Beast as much as I hate being its servant. I sighed as I remembered what happened at breakfast. He, without warning, grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap. I could still feel the phantom sensation of his hands, firm yet oddly tender, as they guided me down. My pulse had
EdwardThe longer I was near Bella like this, the more my thoughts swam. Initially, I had only seen her as a means to lift my curse, but Arnold wanting her had made me concerned about why I was so angry over the thought of my friend having her. Touching her. Having her in all the ways that confused me. It was irrational. I shouldn’t want her in that way, but I did. I kept trying to tell myself that I didn’t, to no avail. I couldn’t avoid how I felt. I wanted her. Desperately if I was honest with myself. Maybe having her once would be enough to satisfy this irritating needling desire I was harboring for this little thing I stole from Earth. After all, it had been centuries since I buried myself in a female. I hadn’t even been remotely interested in anyone since Ara was taken from me.The more I teased her, the more drawn to her I felt. It nearly pissed me off, but not enough to want to experience whatever this bizarre connection was between us. When I felt both her confusion and arousa
BellaMy heart pounded rapidly as he pinned me to the bed. I became anxious and fearful at the same time. He was so close I could feel his cock harden between us. I had not been intimate with anybody in a very long time. My hands went to his chest as I tried to push him away because I wasn't sure if it was Edward or his Beast who wanted me. He bit my lower lip and I had no choice but to open my mouth. His tongue slithered into my mouth exploring every inch of it. His hand moved down my body.“Spread your legs.” He ordered, forcing his knee between mine to spread them further. But he pulled back, hesitating. He was giving me a choice. I let my legs fall open and he let his trousers fall, allowing his cock to spring free. He smirked as he rubbed the tip of his against my pussy causing an unbidden moan to escape my lips. He was massive and I worried he might break me in two. However, I wasn't allowed to worry for long because he suddenly thrust into me. My hips involuntarily bucked as h
EdwardMy Beast just confessed to her and claimed her. Part of me accepted this, but part of me was jealous. Why does he get to have a mate while I was robbed of mine? But the Ara that surfaced earlier wasn't my Ara. She initially felt like her but her smile faltered and with that so did her mask. There is something dark about this Ara compared to my intended who was all light. Her light was what I loved most about her. It was infectious. She would have made the perfect mother and Queen. This one…this one I can't allow to have Bella. Bella is mine!I hope my Beast is ready to share. I push him back causing his horns to disappear and the red to fade from his eyes. I sit up, resting against the padded headboard. I pull Bella onto my lap. “What my Beast was trying to explain is that you will be our Queen. We want you as ours, Bella…only ours.”She shook her head. “The Beast may want me. You, as you are now, only wanted me so that I could rid you of your curse so that you could return to
BellaWhen I awoke the next morning, I was alone in bed, which led me to wonder if my brain had conjured up the passion between Edward and me. I rolled out of bed, wondering why I would have such vivid dreams of Edward. Perhaps it was a vision of the future, but he hadn’t been kind to me since he took me from Earth. Hell, he had tortured me as punishment, leaving scars and missing digits. I lifted my hand to remind myself just why I should hate him, before gasping when I had all of my fingers. What in the world? I took a step, crying out in pain from the ache between my legs. Oh God! It was true. I had given myself to him. I paled as I thought about how I had met every one of his thrusts, even going so far as riding him when I claimed him as mine.What had I been thinking? I am human. I can't claim anyone, let alone a Beast. What must he think of me? I didn’t want him. I had only participated so that he wouldn’t hurt me. I was tired of being punished. I was afraid of it. I was–I wiggl
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
BellaAs I walked alongside Edward on our journey back to our room, I suddenly stumbled and cried out as I nearly fell to the ground. In a swift and protective motion, Edward scooped me up in his arms, preventing me from hitting the floor. I instinctively wrapped my arm around his neck, burying my face into the crook of his neck as he carried me towards our bedroom.Upon lying me down on the bed, made of sheets of magic soil that seemed to come alive beneath me, I felt a wave of energy wash over me. The earth beneath me seemed to pulsate with healing power as it enveloped my body. I could feel the warmth and vitality seeping into my skin, rejuvenating me from within.Edward sat beside me, gently brushing my hair back as I basked in the soothing embrace of the earth. The moment was filled with a sense of calm and renewal, as if the very ground we lay upon held the key to healing and restoration. “Go to sleep, my love,” he murmured soothingly.“But don’t you want to make love?” I whispe
Edward"Are you ready?" I inquired, my gaze locked on her. She nodded, determination shining in her narrowed eyes. With a swift movement, I lunged forward, my sword aimed at her left side. She skillfully blocked my attack, her feet adjusting to maintain her balance. Undeterred, I swung again, this time targeting higher. Just in the nick of time, she raised her sword to deflect my blow. "Impressive," I commended, circling her with purpose. "Don't just react, anticipate. If I strike from your left, where might I strike next?"Her hesitation was brief, her eyes assessing my stance. "You're right?" she ventured.I nodded, executing a feint to the left before striking to her right. She blocked my attack, her movements growing swifter. "Precisely," I affirmed. "Continue to think, continue to observe."For the following hour, we engaged in the drill. I intensified the speed of my strikes, challenging her reflexes and pushing her to adapt. Despite stumbling on occasion, her frustration eviden
EdwardAs I listened to Bella's voice, it was soft and slightly trembling, echoing in the room as I scrubbed the walls beside her. She spoke of feeling isolated, of yearning for me to be closer. Her words pierced through me, leaving a lingering ache that I struggled to comprehend. She was oblivious to the imminent danger that lurked around us. How could I make her understand that my father was not just a haunting figure in my thoughts, but a menacing and merciless monster in reality? The warning he had issued, the blood-stained ring he had left behind, was not a mere threat; it was a chilling promise of the horrors to come.Every time Ara crossed my mind, a wave of guilt washed over me, dragging me down into the depths of despair. In my past, Edward of the Light had been weak and foolish, allowing Ara to be taken from him. But I am not him. He may lurk within me, but I refuse to make the same mistake with Bella. I will not let her suffer as Ara did.I have doubled Bella's guards, ensu