Bell's Beyblade Novels & Stories

Bella stomped around her office, cursing as she looked for an excuse to put off going home. She couldn't believe Shadow didn't want more children. Any attempt by Mazlyn to advocate for her mate fell on deaf ears as she cursed like a sailor, wondering how something so important was never talked about. The phone on her desk started ringing, and Bella gratefully picked up the receiver, happy to have a break from her turbulent thoughts, "Howling Warriors HQ, Luna Bella speaker."

At the way power played games with people. Her opponent looked uncertain the moment Bella cracked her knuckles. “Ready to get flattened?” Bella asked sweetly. The bell rang—and Bella charged. She didn’t hesitate. She ducked the first swing, landed a sharp knee to her opponent’s stomach, and followed it with a brutal uppercut that sent the other girl sprawling. The crowd gasped. Bella didn’t even give her time to breathe—she grabbed her shirt, hauled her up, and threw her into the dirt again.

"Let's see if you can escape from me," Brett asked while looking around him. There are eight small blades in his hands. He considers these as his new favorite toys since he bought them from an auction in New York. The eight blades are made from high qualiy stone and they are worth million dollars. Brett only brought these treasures because he wanted to show these off to Adam and Chandler later. But it seems he'll use them as his weapon this time.

Red dot is used to represent a demon. When June reached the place where his human, the female lead—Coral Li was heading towards college. Right next to her was the demon who was the male lead. He was invisible to human eyes but June would see him clearly just like the demon would see him too. Seth had long ebony hair which reached over his shoulder, it was tied in a half ponytail. His wings were hidden and he was wearing his usual black demon robes but anyone would say he was naturally tall and muscular.

Bellamy’s voice echoed smoothly from the shadows near the entrance. Rose froze, her hand hovering an inch above the metal container. She slowly turned my head around. Bellamy was stepping out of the dark, but he didn't have his guns drawn. Instead, his hands were wrapped tightly around a thick, heavy length of braided rope woven with silver wire and dried rowan wood—a traditional witch-binding snare.

“You didn’t have to give me anything, but thanks, Sean.” “Open it,” I told her. I didn’t even have any idea what it was, but I felt excited for her. At some point, I remembered celebrating a birthday with Sean and my mother. They took me to an amusement park. “Oh, my God. It’s beautiful.” She shook the small snowglobe. “Is it Bonsai?” “Yes. From a dwarf jade species. I found it in a vintage store. The woman told me the meaning behind it. It symbolized harmony and patience,” he explained.

"Yes, she is. Would you like to have a look?" "I…" I took an involuntary step back. Something about this screamed odd to me. I was supposed to be blackmailing him, but now I felt like running away. Nathaniel noticed what I was trying to do, and he narrowed his eyes, but the sharp glint within only grew colder. He pushed the girl away, and she fell to the ground but never got back up. The crash she made sounded oddly familiar. The doll I possessed the night before. Nathaniel kicked the doll away and approached me. A hint of pain throbbed within me, as if I still shared the doll's senses.

He cheered. Brea laughed through her tears as she looked back over at the three women. “It’s a deal but don’t ANYONE bring somethin’ blue, okay?” She gave them all a heavy, beady-eyed-serious type stare. “I mean just DO NOT!” Cole shook his head as he tugged her along the hallway and they went back into their room. “No worries, sweetie. We will all leave that up to you.”

Bella said, leaning on the railing. “Now there's an all-American pastime,” she said, casting a lustful glance in the direction of the forest. “Honey, trust me, if your boy toys are upset about you sneaking a little peek at the competition, they probably don't have the equipment for the job in the first place.” “That's not it!” Bella snapped. “And they both have plenty of equipment for the—they're both well equipped, okay?” Bella stammered. “That's not what this is about.”

I'm stunned by her use of my proper extensive name and not quite sure how to answer. Tyboll, also with long hair and a decided spark in his eyes, steps around Veda and places his hand out. "Forgive my mate, she loves full titles." The she-bear playfully slaps his arm. "Please call us Tyboll and Veda and we shall call you simply Sierra," he says.