Asha Bellanar Novels & Stories

“Head of Nerezza House. She teaches Vampire Diplomacy and Inter-Species Relations.” She inclined her head slightly. It felt more like a warning than a greeting. Next to her stood a woman with a wild swirl of pastel hair that shimmered with streaks of blue, purple, and pink. It shifted as she blinked, brightening to an almost neon green as her gaze swept over me. “And this,” Calvin continued, “is Professor Ashleigh Dana, Head of Everley House and Professor of Experimental Spellcraft.” “Oh, she’s interesting,” Ashleigh said immediately. Her voice was bright and warm, but there was something chaotic in her eyes. “I like her energy. It’s all sharp edges and tangled threads. That usually means un

“Actually, I—” “He’s a famous businessman,” Alissa cut in quickly. “You must’ve seen him on the news.” Shane let out a sharp scoff from behind them. Alissa shot him a glare but said nothing. Alice and Leon exchanged glances, unconvinced. Their eyes kept drifting toward Asher. Finally, Alice asked bluntly, “Is he your boyfriend?” A deep blush crept up Alissa’s cheeks. Their features were too different for them to pass as siblings. Asher’s features were a distinct mix of Asian and European, while Alissa’s biracial identity leaned toward deeper skin and tight curls.

She stopped abruptly, her gaze fixed on a weathered wooden sign hanging above a dimly lit tavern. “The Rusty Nail,” she muttered, her voice barely a whisper. The Rusty Nail. A notorious gambling den, a place where fortunes were won and lost in the blink of an eye. Dread coiled around my heart. This wasn’t the Annalisa I knew, the one who wouldn’t touch a deck of cards with a ten-foot pole.

“The first letter read: ‘I, Prince Habeb, the Prince of Suramy demand from you, Banabella, whose name I discovered in my dreams. I beg you in the name of your own god, grant me my wish, and avoid being uprooted from the face of the earth.” The second parchment read: “Because you have hidden Banabella in an unidentifiable place, with the intent of deceiving me, I’ll tread upon your bodies and make your kingdom bare like ordinary earth. Till I see Banabella, the people of Muzagah shall not be privileged to take in air into their nostrils before the sun sets tomorrow. Prince Habeb speaks!’

ANNABELLA { The Billionaire's Maid... } CHAPTER 31-32 ≺𝕀ℕ𝔹𝔼𝕋𝕎𝔼𝔼ℕ;𝔻𝕀𝕊 𝕆ℝ 𝔻𝔸𝕋??≻

He will never betray Ashton in this lifetime or the next or the next because he knew that he was not just your everyday alpha like Kelly. "I am glad that Ashton managed to find such a loyal subordinate, but unfortunately it might be a little too late for him. If he had listened to me, none of this would have happened." Gael said. "Sometimes people need to be a bit selfish. You also understand how an alpha without a mate can become dangerous. I have even wondered how Ashton had managed to control himself all these years. He is really a one in a million." "Uncle I don't have to control myself anymore. The moon goddess had already given me what is mine, or should I say fate!" A voice came from

She didn't even know what the war beast was until priestess Luciana mentioned it. Annabelle hit her forehead in frustration and said, "This simply means I'll have to summarize the whole story to you guys. Seriously?" "Hmm, I want to study now so I'll tell you after dinner okay?" She added. "Whatever" Ashely mumbled and strolled into the bathroom. ----- It was late in the evening and Ashley was feeling restless. At one time, she would stand up and pace around the room. At another, she would lay on the bed, tossing restlessly. Claire and Monica were playing a multi-player game while Annabelle was studying.

I slapped his hand off me and pushed his chest as hard as I could, "And I'm not going to tolerate you treating me like shit anymore." He raised an eyebrow but I'm wasn't going to back down. "You're challenging me, Blanca?" he asked. "Again? Do you not remember what happened last time you tried this?" Alessio was murdered. That's what happened. "You plan to murder my people anyway," I hissed. "That's why we are here. What difference does it make?" He let out a short frustrated breath, "You're getting brave, huh?" I didn't break the eye contact.

There was a young man standing on our path, he was glaring at the both of us. “Who are you, and what are you doing here?” he hissed. “I… I'm Kassandra Eder, Mr. Chairman invited me to take a walk around the garden…” I explained hesitantly. “I see…” he smirked, “I'm Asher Borda, “the child of the mistress”, nice to meet you.”

"We all know that no matter how much of the powdered silver we let in, you will survive, Ashtar. You will suffer, and you will be dreadfully weakened, but you will survive... But no matter how much of that disgusting blood flows in her veins, she is still a human—a mortal. She will die either way. The only difference is, if you cooperate, you won't have to suffer." A few more curses left Ash's mouth. His eyes flared, and his claws extended. His reaction only proved that Ash knew that Baltazar wasn't bluffing. Drawing a deep breath, he grabbed my arms and locked his eyes on me. "Nala, I need you to close the hatch behind me, then you will run deep into those tunnels and find a place to hide.