Bella Character Twilight Novels & Stories

Bella replied, offering a strained smile. "Perhaps you think this little she-wolf is unworthy of being the king's mate," Lilith pressed, scrutinizing Bella’s reaction. Bella's eyes flicked up sharply, but her expression remained composed. "If the king is meant to be mine, then the gods will lead him to me. If he belongs to someone else," her gaze briefly shifted to Aurora, "then the gods have chosen her. I am not one to defy divine will."

Maybe it is a good thing that Bella likes him, I know too well than to touch anything or anyone that belongs to her. Bella is a witch, a bad witch, well it's safe to say she is s beautiful bad witch. Her face is nothing like her heart and when she set her mind on doing something or getting anyone, she makes it her life goal to get it done. Most witches wait till the age of eighteen to bloom into their true selves, but Bella was only thirteen when she became a real witch. That gave her a special seat in the coven with her fellow witches. My childhood days with her in it was terrible, whoever gifted her beauty forgot to add a little sense to make her a perfect human, oh please I know no one is

"Carson informed the sister In the convent, that I need her presence." Blade said at which Carson nodded his head before leaving the office. Blade took a picture from his desk, it was an image of a girl with a thick dark hair which flowed down her shoulder, her blue greenish eyes staring right back at him. It was his mate Bella, he had took a picture of her without her knowledge. He needed the presence of the priestess because she was the only one who had a clue about an omega who did not have a wolf in them. As Bella turned to the next hall which led to the vampire king's chambers, again she bumped into a body, a hiss escaped her lips, she rolled her eyes, she was quite clumsy for her to be

Bella goes to her room, locks the door and sits on the bed. This was the first time Bella had seen Weston angry. The truth was that till today Bella had not met the real Weston. Weston used to be a different person in front of Bella. Today was the first time Bella had seen a glimpse of Weston Hill. Bella to herself, "What happened to me? I came here scared of him but he was also shouting so loudly. Leave it, Bella." Saying this, Bella goes to the washroom to change her clothes.

"My name is Bella. Twin sister of Izzy." "Bella? Hmmm… Nice name," Owen pinched her cheeks with slight pressure. "Izzy is an exotic beauty of a troublemaker, but Bella is an angelic face with an unknown character." "I am afraid to let you know that Bella is wilder than Izzy," she retorted. "Izzy is only hiding her honest self behind heavy makeups, so she won't be judged by people around her when she might look weak and sad without her feelings masked."

Andrew and Aaron both said in unison. “ Greetings, your highness,” she said, bowing her head. I was too stunned to even speak. She is a beautiful girl, she looked barely 18 years old with fair dusky skin tone, jet black hair, small face and those incredible eyes. They were like diamonds. I have never seen anything like that before. “ I am Bella,” she said with a pleasant smile playing on her lips. She looked honest and genuine but looks can be deceiving. “ I am heard to clear the evidence that someone has arrived here,” saying that she lifted her hand up before snapping her fingers. And the cars vanished before our eyes.

“But you… you're the epicenter of it all. The storm. The fire. The reason we’re still fighting.” I melted into the kiss, fingers gripping his shirt. My rage still simmered beneath the surface, but his mouth against mine… it reminded me that vengeance wasn’t all I lived for. But it sure did taste sweet. Just as we pulled apart, Bella walked in with two masked guards trailing behind her. “Oh,” she said flatly, looking at the body. “Looks like someone got creative.” “You should’ve seen the first draft,” I said with a wink. She rolled her eyes. “Any requests for disposal?”

she said finally, and walked past him into the hallway without looking back. She heard him exhale behind her, and then his footsteps went the other way, back toward the sound of Natalie's voice drifting up from downstairs. Bella kept walking, and pressed her hand gently against her stomach as she went, feeling the warmth of her own skin and thinking about the two small lives growing quietly inside her that he would never know about. She was going to be okay. She had to be. Two days. She only needed to survive two more days. The next morning, bright sunlight was streaming through the curtains when Bella opened her eyes and looked at the clock on the nightstand.

He whispered and she gasped. " What are you doing? “ " Making sure you don't leave. “ He winked. " Bran...... “ She whispered as she became drowsy. " Don't try to fight it sweetheart. “ He said and her eyelids closed on their own. " You don't have powers. “ She muttered slowly as she gave into the sleep. " You're right, I didn't. " He chuckled. .... " Mother. “ Bellamy whispered in pains as she tried to stand straight.

As his kisses moved to her chest, she instinctively arched forward, "We... just did, do you want to die of exhaustion?" Her flawless body, akin to white jade, visually stimulated Calvin, making it hard for him to restrain himself. With eager kisses and increasingly bold touches, he ignited her desire. Bella's mind was foggy, unable to think clearly. Just moments ago, they were arguing; how did they end up like this? His abrupt and forceful shift left her no choice but to follow his lead. She looked up at the ceiling light, her vision blurring, thinking perhaps he was right; watching the light wasn't so bad after all.