Bell X Riveria Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Stephen felt as if he was struck by lightning. He was rejected! He was rejected once again. And now, he learned that Ethan was moving away from Riveria soon. He knew clearly that the reason Riveria had not plunged into complete chaos was because Ethan was still here, so the various forces did not dare to step out of line. If Ethan left, Riveria would really be doomed. Riveria was named Riveria because Ethan’s surname was Rivers. Without Ethan, Riveria’s sky would collapse. “No!” Stephen panicked. “I’ll agree to whatever you want. Even if you want me to die here, I’m willing to do so!”

Was she crazy or just naive? Probably just naive. She was ten years younger than him, after all. Shaking off his musings, River reached for his phone. It was time to make the call he'd been waiting for, the one that would finally force Alexander's hand. His fingers punched in the number. The line clicked, and a familiar voice filled his ear. "Torres." "Alexander," River drawled, letting the name drip with disdain. "I believe I have something of yours." A pause, heavy with tension. Then, "If you've touched a single hair on her head, I swear I'll-"

The room here is a replica of my bedroom anyway. I strip all my clothes staying only on my boxer shorts and I lay down in bed with both my hands under my head. I look at the ceiling And I smile at the thought of River looking at me when I was leaving her bathroom. She was blushing and I bet she likes what she saw. I close my eyes and drift off to sleep. **************** River POV

"I'll never be that me again." ———♤♤♤——— After Bailey had stitched up her wound, Bella stood up and sat beside River despite Jace's disagreement. Lucas had gathered his men towards the conference room, Jace following him hesitatingly as Bella offered to follow after she had spoke with the kid. "So kid, mind telling me your name?" She asked softly, not wanting to scare the boy away. "R-River Carson." "Nice name." Bella muttered, before introducing herself. "Well, my name is Bella Ryan."

Everything is going well until her mother gets a phone call, and goes off to the study and locks herself there. Getting bored, Riveria leaves the Tv on and goes up to her room. She locked her door and blasts loud music while rereading the first Percy Jackson book. She didn't know when she fell asleep, but she sure knows when she starts dreaming. As usual, her dreams take her on a wild ride. She is on the cliffs, looking out at the sea. Two bodies lay below. With one last glance, the wolf moves away and runs through the streets roaring, daring someone to come out.

I yell at him, feeling completely embarrassed. "Go back where you came from, you fat-ass cow. No one wants you here," she hisses at me. I'm about to respond, but I feel something sliding down my forehead. I raise my trembling hand to touch it. When I pull it away, I see that my fingers are covered in blood.

she asked carefully. Bella nodded once and shut the door in her face. “This is impossible,” Savanna whispered to herself as she walked away. But the rules were clear: Whatever Riven’s wife wants, she gets. Bella grabbed the TV remote, turned on her favorite old-school RnB station, letting smooth music flood the room as she headed for the shower. Hot water poured over her skin. Steam filled the bathroom. And with it… Memories. Her father’s laughter. Her sister’s voice.

This place was pure sex. Walking over to the bar, I caught a lingerie-clad woman’s attention and called her over. “What can I get you, sweetheart?” she asked in a sexy drawl. I almost ordered a drink, but then I remembered why I was there. “I need to speak to Bane Rivera.” The bartender jerked her chin up at a wall of glass hovering over the bar. “He’s in his office,” she said in a completely normal voice. Well, I did not deserve the sex-kitten routine. Glancing around, I tried to find my way up there.

Elara purses her lips and gives me a tight-lipped smile. The rest of dinner was dreadful. Elara was being rude. River wouldn't stop talking all the damn time. I was beginning to have a headache. I couldn't stand it. River needs to leave my house soon. Elara's pov I can't fucking stand River. Her voice, face, and everything about her. River doesn't seem like prey as she makes it out to Zuriel. Rather, she looks like a predator. A low-life cunning predator ready to do what it takes to get a meal. That meal being my husband! I glare at her on the table. Our eyes meet, and she gives me a polite smile. I don't reciprocate. It is time to listen to my gut and look into River's story. I want to know