Novel & Cerita Bella Character Twilight

Bella Evans was in her room, sitting near the window and watching a movie when suddenly she heard opening the of door but she didn't budge to look at the person and kept her attention on the laptop screen only. She had always loved watching movies at weekends so she was enjoying her Saturday night with her all time favourite movie " Twilight ". She was so engrossed in it that she didn't even notice the person standing behind her until she put the cup of hot coffee at the window pane next to her.

Bella stared up at him, her eyes filled with an overwhelming mixture of excitement and apprehension. A thin layer of perspiration coated her forehead, and her breath came out in short, sharp pants. "Please, Reid," she pleaded, her voice hoarse with desperation. "Touch me." With a knowing grin, Reid leaned down and kissed her tenderly. As their lips met, a wave of pure ecstasy rippled through Bella's body, causing her to arch her back and moan softly. He teased her mouth open, thrusting his tongue inside to explore every inch of her oral cavity.

~CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY TWO~ FREDERICK’S POV Then Bella steps in front, her dark curls plastered to her cheeks, water tracing rivers down her collarbone, over the swell of her tits. She's shorter, fiercer, with eyes that could burn holes through steel. She rises onto her toes, and her mouth slams into mine—hungry, demanding. No sweet buildup; it's all tongue and teeth, her sweeping past my lips like she's staking a claim.

Bella’s POV In a few minutes, it would be midnight and my heart stopped beating. The noise of the crowd around me was nothing compared to the chaos in my head. I was going to turn twenty-one and it meant I could finally be my own wolf. I could finally stop being a shadow of my sister, Talia. “Can you feel the air change, Bella?” Like a curse, I snapped out of my trance and I heard her high-pitched voice right in front of me –Talia McKenzie, my twin sister. She had her arms spread out and her eyes locked on mine as she dared me to give her a reply.

"Bella..." My arm stretched out hopelessly, as if I could somehow reach her, protect her from the monster looming over her. I felt a wave of despair wash over me, knowing I was powerless to save her. My vision began to tunnel, and I knew I was running out of time. With a Herculean effort, I tried to speak again, my voice cracking with desperation. "Run...Bella...run..." Bella's POV I was frozen in terror, my feet rooted to the spot as the vampire approached me. His golden pupils glowed like embers, illuminating the dark iris of his eyes. I felt small and insignificant in his powerful aura, like a tiny mouse caught in the gaze of a hungry hawk.

Even if my family and his were working together to pull us apart I wouldn't ever let them do so especially since I didn't want my kids to continue growing up without a father they deserve at least that. I remembered how I had seen Bella before in the restaurants when we first arrived at Twilight Park. During our first days here she had looked as if she had aged at least 10 years and not just five with the way she was screaming and acting and flailing about. From those few seconds that I saw her, I had already been able to confirm that she has become even more frustrated and malicious than she had been in the past but I had also become stronger and I didn't care what she did I was going to ta

“You two actually look alike. The genetic structural resemblance is wild.” Adrian blinked again, then threw a quick glance at me before looking back at the screen. “So... you’re Bella?” Bella flipped her hair dramatically over her shoulder, giving the camera a smug look. “The one and only, bonus character.” “Oh.” Adrian nodded slowly, a small smirk returning to his lips. “Elias talks about you constantly.” I froze mid-breath. Bella froze on the screen. Then, her eyes expanded to the size of saucers. “…HE TALKS ABOUT ME?”

Carissa felt her lips stiffen; she wasn't sure what to say in front of Rey. . "I know, this must feel foreign to you, but you know, every day, you will be here accompanying me to work, or at least we will meet to let go," Rey smiled when telling her the habits she used to do with Bella. Carissa, who heard that, smiled faintly. The love story of Bella and Rey was very sweet; it's just that fate was so cruel, Bella actually died, and now there is only Bella's body filled with Carissa's soul.

I mean…nevermind. Veronica: I can’t believe he set you up like that. All for a bet. Asshole. Anywho, how's London? When are you going back to Italy? Bella: After my eighteenth birthday on Friday.Then I’m supposed to marry Xander-look-alike. Veronica: What’s his name anyway? Bella: Weston Weston? I couldn't be the same Weston. No way. Versonica: Weston what? Bella: Weston Gabriel Leone

She wasn’t. She had venom, yes. Hatred in spades. But she didn’t have the cunning or the cold, methodical cruelty it would take to orchestrate something like this. Not the kind of cruelty that would leave Christiana’s apartment unlocked, her phone abandoned, her presence erased as if she’d been swallowed whole. Which left… Bella. The name alone was enough to turn my blood to ice. Bella, with her crocodile tears and her twisted manipulations. Bella, who could smash her own head against a wall and bleed just to play the victim, smiling through the pain because she knew exactly how to turn it into a weapon.