Bell Swan Novels & Stories

He didn’t know Swift could do this to him. He turned his back at Blaze, moving to the bed, he looked over his shoulder once, and he saw Blaze flashing his eyes as he wiggled his ass in the air once , before settling on the bed. Blaze was on fire. Looking at Swift playing with him. He was sitting, his stomach touching the blankets and he was resting on his paws. Looking at him with his beautiful eyes. And Blaze was hard. Since Swift was a hybrid he didn’t expect him to be prepared as usually Omegas would produce slick. But he was surprised. Maybe Swift was too horny to produce slick from his hole.

"I can feel it. It’s... it’s vibrating against my radial nerve. It’s a bio-interface. She’s not just watching where I go. She’s tapping into my nervous system." The whistle drifted through the darkness again, closer now. The tune of Leda and the Swan was slow, distorted by the natural reverb of the tunnels. It didn't sound like a woman walking through a cave; it sounded like the cave itself was singing a lullaby of doom. "Panni," Elara’s voice echoed, devoid of the electronic distortion of a radio. She was somewhere in the dark, perhaps only twenty yards away, hidden by a bend in the ancient rock. "Do you know why the swan was chosen? It wasn't just for beauty. It was for the predatory grace

“You’ve mentioned that a couple of times. What I don’t know is why? What was his motive?” She drew a deep breath and removed her necklace, slipping the Bell from its clasp. “Meet the Bell.” Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Fallon staring at the thing as she passed it over to Jayems. He had to be burning up about now, either with frustration or curiosity. Jayems examined it. “What does it do?”

Evandor said in a frustrated tone. “You also told her to keep her neck unmarked and you know..” said Theodore with a teasing smile, he didn’t said it himself but his smile indicated perfectly that he was talking about mating. “Do you have a death wish?” asked Evandor, getting up from his place. “None of you will try to abduct Ms. Swan or hurt her in any way.” Said Evandor gritting his teeth and looked at everyone. “From what I have gathered, she doesn’t come out of her pack house often these days. It is impossible to kidnap her without attacking the pack house” Percy informed them.

They were well dressed but not uncomfortably so. The werewolf was much taller than any she-wolf Chloe had ever seen. Chloe was instantly reminded of the tales of Amazonian warriors who were regarded for their beauty, strength and combat abilities. There was nothing but muscle on this female and yet she was beautiful with her eyes and thick long hair the same colour black of espresso coffee. Bronze skin peeked out from under the black uniform she was wearing that hugged her trim figure like a second skin. Chloe could tell this she-wolf was not to be messed with and yet her luscious lips were tilted into a friendly smile that even the coldest of hearts couldn’t resist. It took a few moments to

As Max had phrased it, ‘You could fuck a tree, and as long as you are a good person, I would accept you. I’m currently sitting by the lake; this has become my paradise. We have been blessed with a small flock of swans who have decided to make a stop on their way south for the winter. They are truly majestic creatures and appear unfazed by the presence of wolves. Their pure white feathers glisten when wet, and they own the water.

At this moment, the moon had appeared, quietly hidden behind the clouds, watching the group of people below. Amidst the intervening incident, the enthusiasm of Beta Henry's auspicious white swan had diminished threefold. He slowly walked to Beryl Lake, looking at the clear surface of the water shimmering under the moonlight. With the tall reeds reaching above half of his body, he couldn't see any beautiful white swans. His face immediately darkened, "Didn't you say there was a white swan?"

They swayed gently, each movement a harmonious dance, their laughter blending with the sweet melodies of the chirping birds. The swing carried them higher and higher, their spirits ascending on the wings of joy. Visenya's melodic voice filled the air as she serenaded her precious Synora with a lullaby, the words weaving a tapestry of love and enchantment. Synora, with her tiny hands outstretched, tried to catch the elusive butterflies, as if seeking to capture the very essence of the magical world that enveloped them.

​BANG! ​The gunshot shattered the silence, echoing violently through Swan Mansion. Camille screamed. ​Alex immediately stepped in front of Kendall, shielding him. "Everyone, get down!" ​The security guards instantly drew their weapons, forming a defensive wall. "Protect Mr. Swan!" ​Downstairs, another loud crash erupted. Glass shattered, followed by the heavy, hurried sound of footsteps echoing through the dark hallway. Alex quickly switched on his phone's flashlight, cutting a narrow beam of light through the pitch black.

Fucking necklace! Now, I’m beyond pissed. Why couldn’t he just shut off that fucking idea? I was sure Iris would not risk her life if Otis was after her necklace. She would be glad to deliver it to him in a fucking heartbeat if it meant to save all of us. “Don’t move.” I stiffened, resisting not to curse. A chill raced up my spine as I recognized the voice. “Or you’ll die slowly and painfully in less than twelve hours, Colt Snow.” A bee stung-like pricked against my neck, and I knew exactly what the thing was.