Alena Love Belly Novels & Stories

My name is Annabelle. ″Okay. Can I call you Belle? That's because you're very beautiful.″ ″Sure,″ she said then turned and walked towards the house to find something to eat because her stomach was rumbling. Anna eventually ordered pizza and when the delivery man dropped it off, she went to her room to eat. She didn't want to watch any movie so she began to think.

I don't know how she got that feeling, but she felt that Allan was her father, and her Mummy was always grumpy after meeting the handsome man she always called 'grumpy handsome man'. Aleena thought that her mummy's anxiety must be because of this man, and she had seen her mummy cry when she saw his face on television. From then on, Aleena thought that Allan was most likely her Daddy, whom she never wanted her Mummy to reveal. Since then, unbeknownst to her Mummy, Aleena, who has an above-average intelligence and loves everything about computers and technology, has been secretly searching for this man because she knew that her Mummy's sadness must be because of her Daddy. Aleena accidentally

I loved seeing Lena this way, out of control, vulnerable even, she maybe look at me this way when she'd done me. She was out of her element and I fucking loved it. Aleena Mitchell put her spell on me. At the moment, I realize my life would never be the same if I’m not with her. Wherever Lena went, I’d go. There is no alternative. “Oh, God!” She gasps. Lena is on the edge of orgasm, her hips gently rock on my face, following the movement of my tongue. “Oh God babe, I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna cum” She squeezes the pillow which places on her head.

She turned to Malena, "Just don't expect me to give you what you got from Austin over there." The thinner girl grinned and shook her head, "I don't think I'll ever get that kind of treatment again in my life." Alanna stepped into the harness Josh handed to her, which fastened around her waist and each thigh, two black strings running under her crotch and up along her ass cheeks stabilizing the ensemble. The last piece was a blue dildo, probably nine inches long and semi-transparent with silver glitter inside. "Ricki, you ready to meet Sally Anne?" she asked as she turned, the dildo bobbing in front of her.

She said with an overly excited grin. My eyes trailed over her outfit which was nothing out of the usual I had seen her wear. The loud makeup, blonde hair styled to perfection, emerald eyes shining with mischief, and a little black dress that stopped above her knees with designer high heeled shoes. What caught my attention was her protruding belly. It was a baby bump. I looked up at Damien in a questioning manner. I didn't know Aleena was pregnant. In fact I hadn't heard from her ever since she left the house few weeks after our wedding.

Bella’s POV I wake up in a dark room, the warm glow of the sun peeking in from behind the thick curtains. I sit up as memories from the night before attack me and push the sheets away to inspect my body. There’s a bandage around my leg, covering a wound on my right shin, and a few bandaids here and there. There’s also a wet towel on the night stand beside me, resting in an empty bowl. The door opens and a man walks in. I panic and pull the sheets over myself to cover my exposed legs since I am now only wearing underwear and an oversized T-shirt.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, wetting the bandages still covering parts of her face. "I know who I am. I'm Alena. Not Serena. I have a mother named Diana Vale. I... work at a multinational PR firm. I have leukemia. And my husband... Tristan. He tried to kill me with my best friend, Sienna Reid..." The doctor sighed deeply. "Miss, listen to me—" "Where am I now? What hospital is this?" Alena interrupted, her eyes scanning the room. This wasn't the hospital where she was usually treated. This room was far too luxurious. Walls in soft cream tones with mahogany accents. Advanced medical equipment she'd never seen before. Even her bed felt like a five-star hotel mattress.

I was happy for them; they deserve to be happy. I was in the kitchen making lunch with my left arm while I was holding Alena with my right arm. She was babbling while I was cooking. She likes to be held, she's in that phase where she cries if she's alone. Alena is a mini me, she has our blue eyes and my natural hair color, which is brown chestnut. I just dye it blonde. But I changed it to my natural hair now. Nate says he loves how it looks on me, and so do I. I missed the old me.

A few months had passed since the Vaughn gala. The morning sun shone through the big windows of Alina's lab at Riverbend Hospital, lighting her workspace. She shifted in her chair, wincing as her growing belly reminded her she wasn't as quick as before. Just two weeks until her due date. My babies. The thought made her smile softly.

“We agreed not to allow another woman from Muzagah to be sacrificed to the gods of the Suramite to pacify them for Habeb’s sins. We believed that the gods will destroy us if we grant the prince his request. Believe me, my son; I cannot wish to achieve wealth by sacrificing sweet Banabella to Moguzule, that merciless god. Never! She is my daughter. Later, we called out the six girls to spot out the genuine one. It was an easy task. The girls gathered themselves shyly and stood before us for scrutiny. Banabella stepped out. At first, she tried prevaricating; but when scolded by the King to speak only the truth, she said things that were similar to what the prince had said. There were no contra