Apocalypse Bella Novels & Stories

Lucas stared at her, his face filled with lust, huge, massive lust for the omega. "You look hot, so hot my sweet virgin girl. Now allow me to make you mine fully." Lucas said, moving closer to her. Bella shook her head, waving her head heavily with tears that filled her eyes, and dragging her ripped clothes to cover her exposed skin. "Please do not do this." Bella whispered. She was weak, and no one would save her; no one would save her from the lust that filled this deadly devil's eyes. His soul was void of mercy.

Yet he glared at me. “What more do you want, Zoe? Bella apologized—just give her a break.” “If apologies worked, why do we need the police?” I asked coldly. “Can apologies bring back the dead? It’s only to comfort yourselves.” Nothing that had been destroyed could ever return to its original state. Bella was silent for a long moment before asking, “Zoe, how much do you want? If you help me clarify this, I’ll give you anything you ask.”

A woman in black tactical gear lay unconscious at her feet — one of Victoria’s people. “I’m okay,” Bella said quickly, though blood trickled from a cut on her lip. “She came for the files. I stopped her.” Lucian pulled her into a rough, one-armed hug — the first real fatherly gesture I’d seen him give her. “Good girl.” Bella looked at me over his shoulder, eyes haunted. “They’re worse than we thought. The footage… it’s not just sex. It’s a cult. A revenge cult. And they’re coming for all of us.”

Kaelen looked at her, touching her face, and said, "You look beautiful, you know. He stood up and started touching her while Mia was still kneeling. His rough, cold hands traveled slowly over her shoulders, down the curve of her neck, and along the trembling line of her collarbone. Mia stayed absolutely still, her breath catching in her throat, her entire body rigid with terror. She looked at the heavy iron dagger strapped to his belt, and then at the dark, empty corners of the room. She knew there was no escape, no shadow guards coming to save her, and no mercy to be found in the upper tiers. Mia understands what he wants, so she stayed quiet and complied. In the ruins of the apocalypse, wh

] [Projected result: Underworld Court rank increase. The immediate problem was a survivor who wanted protection without testimony. The worse problem was that incense was low. Nobody had the luxury of naming the threat neatly. People argued in fragments, moved furniture, counted children, checked wounds, and made ugly little bargains with their own courage. My power worked best when I slowed down enough to ask who benefited from panic. Ava's worked best when she refused to let panic become policy. [Projected casualties: acceptable.] Acceptable. That word had survived the apocalypse better than most gods.

Bella collapsed to her knees, sobbing quietly into the girl's hair. --- From above, Julian watched the courtyard burn. Nova stood beside him, bruised, silent. He looked at her one last time. "You could've chosen redemption." "I don't believe in fiction." And then she stepped off the ledge-disappearing into the inferno below. --- Thirty minutes later, the Cathedral jet soared above Bordeaux, carrying Bella, Xavier, Mirabel, Clara, Elodie-and the little girl curled beneath a blanket in Bella's lap. Hope slept, her small hand clasped tightly around Bella's thumb.

Ray remained unmoved, merely gazing calmly at the woman in front of him. Bella clenched her teeth. "If you help me get out of here, I—I'll be your girlfriend!" She seemed to have made a huge decision. Paired with her innocent, delicate appearance, it gave the impression that she was making an enormous sacrifice, naturally stirring pity in the heart of any man. Unfortunately for her, she was facing a seasoned veteran. And one who possessed spatial perception—someone who could see every pore on her body clearly.

Her voice trembled, but her glare never wavered. For a second, I forgot how to breathe. My throat tightened as the memories came rushing in screeching tires, shattered glass, a scream that still haunted me when I closed my eyes. I shut the thought down before it could drag me further. “Alex?” Bella’s voice was soft beside me and uncertain. “Do you know her?” Sophia’s lips curled, her tone dripping with disgust. “Do you know her?” She laughed bitterly. “Oh, I know him far too well. I know what kind of monster hides behind that expensive suit and charming smile.”

Bella thought this was the end. She regretted coming to the camp. What was meant to be a break had turned into the worst days of her life far too quickly. The noise of screaming students still filled the air. “Someone please save Bella! Don’t just stand there!” Clara cried, panicking. The drug’s effect was already fading the moment she saw Bella disappear beneath the water. “She’s going to die!” She looked around desperately at the boys who looked strong and capable, but none of them moved. Some were frozen in fear. Others glanced at Catherine…who silenced them with a single sharp glare.