Belinda Blinked Novels & Stories

Until I couldn't be sure what color they were anymore. Still brown. Still mine. Or were they? I touched my face. The scar on my lip. The one Lin had traced when we were children. It was still there, raised, smooth. But was the finger feeling it mine? "You're hyperventilating." The voice came from behind. I spun. Hand reaching for—what? I had no weapon. Just the notebook. Margaret. The blind woman from the park bench. Standing in the doorway, white cane tapping, sunglasses reflecting the fluorescent light back at me.

’ ‘You think so? ‘I will talk to him.’ Drake replied. ‘Alright son. And have you talked to Bay today?’ Mrs Vivian asked. ‘Yes we spoke earlier this morning. She is fine.’ Drake responded. Mrs Vivian heaved a sigh of relief. ‘I want to get a dress for her too. Isn't that a good idea?’ ‘It is a good idea.’ ‘Oh! I have to go now! Mrs Belinda is calling. Bye son!’ She disconnected the call.

I looked down to see her smiling timidly "Are you okay?" She asked Just looking at her felt like nothing else mattered. It was just her. Her and her soft chocolate hair Her gorgeous blue eyes Her warm smile I nodded, placing a small kiss on her forehead. I continued our way to mum and dad, but again we were interrupted by Warren and Marigold. "Alpha" he greeted cheerily, but I could see the wariness in his eyes. I smiled as politely as I could "Ready to go home Bloss?" He asked.

she says as she adjusts her ponytail, smoothing down the strands of her white streak that he pulled out of her hair elastic with his teasing. He meets my eyes and cups his hands around his mouth. “Take that shrimp down, Taryn!” he yells over the top of Blake’s head. “Oh, I plan to,” I say, grinning at Blake as she enters the ring. She flashes me a grin too, and we both get into position, readying ourselves. “Begin!” Dominic yells. Neither of us moves. Not surprising. We’re both trained to wait, to see what our opponent does first.

The little girl nodded, looking at her sisters crying as they held onto the deck's support beams, "Okay, Mum." Bella watched as Serena concentrated. She took a deep breath in and held her hands in front of her body. As she slowly moved both hands apart, her slight form trembled with exertion, and Bella's heart broke as blood started to trickle from Serena's nose. The wind's fury dissipated enough for Shadow to wrench open the door and Tarakona slipped inside, heading for Maria's room.

Bella froze in her place when she looked up and saw the person standing in front of her. "Hello? Bella?" Jasmine frowned as she couldn't hear her voice. "I'll call you later" With that Bella disconnected the call with shaky hands and gulped looking at the person.

As soon as they entered, the workers there took turns in greeting the two girls "Hey babies" One of the girls called out "Hey Bella" they singsong as they walked up to her and hugged her "Y'all finally remember us?" Bella said "It's work, honey. So sorry" they apologised in unison "So what are we doing today" Bella asked as the girls got seated Kate pushed Vina to her seat and she told Bella that Vina has a date tomorrow so she needs to look breathtaking. Bella winked at her and told her not to worry. She began work on Vina and she was done almost immediately. When Vina checked the mirror, she couldn't recognise herself as she looked stunning.

She blinks her eyes trying to get rid of the tiredness. "Please, come out." Nodding her head she immediately gets out of the car and looks at him confused. "What are we doing here?" She asks him confused and steps forward. He holds her arms gently so she wouldn't walk away. "Let's walk along the shore." He says and pulls her gently towards the beach.

Gray’s face twitched with contempt. “Sure, I’ll tell you how this ends…Okay, bye!” Belinda finally hang up the call. And as she turned in an attempt to go back to the restaurant, seeing Gray beside the van turned her legs into jelly and made her collapse down the pavement. “W-what the hell…what the hell are you doing here?!” she shouted; however, her lips were trembling and so did her eyes. “Were…were you listening?” Her voice trailed off as she cautiously asked. Gray did not answer. Instead, she moved one foot forward.

Belinda whispered in a hushed tone. "No. Never. What about you?" "I do not regret it." Belinda smooched his lips before she pulled away. "I've got to get up. Excuse me," she mouthed. "I've got to go first. Eve might be up." Orlando kissed her neck while he talked softly. He donned an old shirt and old jogging pants before he went out. Belinda was dressed in wrinkled shirt and slacks when he came back. "All is clear," Orlando mimed then went out again.