Bell X Hestia Novels & Stories

Come on, answer me. There was silence. The only thing Hestia could hear was the sound of Grace's even breathing. Hestia paused, then took Grace's hand and smiled. "Rest, then. You've had a long day," she said. Grace slept well that night. The next day, she woke up early and followed Hestia to the photography exhibition. Hestia wasn't just the mother of Xander Fulton, the president of Fulton Group. She was also Sunny, one of the top three travel bloggers on Instagram.

CHAPTER 2 BELLA "Fifteen minutes to the Stop in Honeyville, folks," said the loud voice that woke me up. Jacob was still asleep,his head snuggled on my lap."I promise to make things so much better for you,Jakey. I will not let anyone ever hurt us again." I whispered to him while running my fingers through his hair. As we got off the bus, my jaw hung in awe.The only words that came to mind were WOW! WOW! WOW! I looked over to Jacob,and his once scared looking eyes were gleaming with excitement. I smile down at him and go in for a hug."Welcome to our new home town Jakey" I tell him. This town is truly beautiful. It oozes a positive and happy vibe I never thought I would bear witness to. Every

“And let us see if there was a mistake that happened earlier.” “Why would I follow your order?” “I said,” Zarion's husky and steel voice echoed in the room, “call your fiancee and tell her to get her ass. Right. Now.” Alpha Brandon’s head turned upwards and I saw how his jaw clenched. Silence reverberated in the temple for as long as I can remember. I believe he was now calling her fiancee—or let me change that term—he was mind-linking Hestia to come here to the magnificent Moon Goddess’ Temple. It didn’t take any more time because a fairy-looking woman was sauntering towards our front; her glistening skin was as white as Snow White, complimenting the vibrant bloody red dress she was wearing

gurgled the owner while grabed her cell phone, searched for the flat object that had been ringing earlier. “Green Elira Natusha, are you sleeping?” asked the voice calling. Green really wanted to curse the caller, she lookod at the name on phone screen written there “Cherry Blossom.” Exactly, only that woman dared to make a phone call at this early time. With hoarse voice, Green answered Cherry question. "Don't you have a watch, Cher?" “Haha sorry, my watch doesn't work anymore, Green.” Cherry answered the question with a soft chuckle.

she whispered to herself but Helios was able to hear it. Helios secretly smirked at that. It was just a whisper but he could really perfectly hear it. He pretty much know that he's handsome. "Is that true, Mr..." "Demarcus. Helios Gregory Demarcus," Helios answered. "I still don't believe him that he's Sir Helion's brother!" the woman butt in. Helios' jaw clenched on what the woman said. "He doesn't even have an ID or anything that can prove that he's really our boss' brother!"

Lynn halted in her tracks. She had seen Vespera at the gala, but seeing her here, in the middle of rehearsal, commanding everyone’s attention, it sent a chill through her. The way Vespera tilted her head sent shivers down Lynn's spine, Vespera looked up as Lynn approached. There was no flash of recognition, no hint of a twin connection. She regarded Lynn with a polite but distant expression, as if she were merely a stranger in her path. "Excuse me," Vespera said softly, her accent refined. She sidestepped Lynn with a professional nod, her attention swiftly returning to her phone.

She wore a simple, charcoal-grey suit and carried a small, pulsating amber cube. ​"Alpha Rhea. Apex Elias," the woman said. Her voice was calm, but it lacked the artificial warmth of Chancellor Valerius. "I am Hestia. I am not here for an audit, a harvest, or a treaty. I am here to deliver a 'Notice of Obsolescence.'" ​"More Council riddles?" Rhea asked, her hand dropping to the hilt of her dagger.

said the voice of a woman from the other side of the phone. “Hi, is this the Don Brook residence?” Hestia asked, wanting to confirm that she called the right house. The woman responded that she was calling the Don Brook residence and so, Hestia began to introduce herself, hoping that they would remember her. “I am Hestia, a schoolmate and friend of Yulia, I ju—” but she was interrupted.

In the mansion located next to the Duval residence, Hestia was unpacking her belongings and she took out a cell phone that had been in silent mode all this while with a guilty conscience. Looking at the video call request that was flashing on the screen, Hestia’s heart skipped a beat for a moment, picked it up before it got disconnected, and instantly put on a more adorable expression. Seeing the face that appeared on the phone’s screen after the video got through, there was an instant sigh of relief. "Mother, you look very good today!"

"Anyway, I will send some people to fetch you there. You have to relocate to a place where Mavis can never ever leave until it is the right time." "Understood." To get her mind off the stressful events recently, Hestia poured her attention into creating the pieces she would be giving to Mrs. Charter. She lost track of time and only snapped out of her concentration when her phone started to ring. She saw who the caller was and it was no one else but Venice. She smirked and intentionally ignored it for the time being. It stopped ringing, but the very next second, it rang once again. That was the only time Hestia decided to answer.