Bella Dawson Novels & Stories

“My goodness, you scared the life out of me!” Aunt Caroline was a short and plump woman in her mid-forties. Her hair was always dyed blonde because she took after her idol Madonna. She kept her face hidden with all the cosmetics she covered it. The only time she was seen without her make-up was when she applied facial mask. “Aunt Caroline? What’s got you all fired up?” Yet inside Ellaine’s head she was still thinking about the empty town and the huge tree. “You were having a bad dream!”

I finally said that I would and now we were on our way to Paris, to meet up with her at her condo. She was my grandfather's sister, Eliza Brinx, she was a fashion icon and the most adnired family member in the Brinx line of work, she was the prettiest woman I've ever seen in all my life, even at the age of fifty, Eliza was a remarkable being, she was a model and also an entrepreneur. She was my favorite person in the entire world. "Why do I allow you to take me out of the US?" Elijah asks, scanning the busy streets once we got out of the car, outside of Eliza's condo building.

He looked like power in motion on his perfectly tailored midnight suit, gold watch catching the light, that effortless smile that made people lean in without even realizing it. Beside him was that strikingly beautiful lady, Bella. “Bryan,” he greeted warmly, shaking my hand with that easy confidence of his. “I want you to meet someone. This is Bella Calamida, CEO of Big Bella. Her fashion line is about to take the West Coast by storm.” She extended her hand, and for a moment, the noise of the gala seemed to fade. Her grip was firm, her nails a perfect shade of crimson, her perfume a mix of vanilla and danger.

Her eyes were fixated on the man we were talking about. Hmmm. A smile graced my lips. Not interested? But Bella has a habit of staring when she finds a guy handsome. Dawson jumped out of the car, and I followed him. At the same time, Beta Dominic came out of the pack house, carrying Bella’s phone. He was the one who answered the phone earlier when Dawson called. "Fuck man! You've found your mate? Is that her?" Trent came and hugged Dawson. His eyes were on me. A smile was on his face before his nose scrunched up while he was hugging Dawson.

Stella wiped off the smile on her face and looked toward the sound. Bella wore a blue rhinestone dress and was walking in her direction. Her appearance was bejeweled, and her makeup was glamorous. Both her expression and posture were composed. As one of the most famous actresses of today, she truly deserved the stature of a celebrity.

I had woken up early. My heart still burned from the heat of s*x with Damon last night. My pups were sleeping peacefully beside me, their small chests were heaving up and down as if they had already grown into an Alpha. I kissed their heads softly and got up from the bed. Scarlett was waiting for me at the door. “Today we will find out the truth,” she whispered. “Even before Cassandra makes her move.” “Let us leave your twin pups with an old Omega woman who once owed my mother a favour.”

Bella appeared on screen. She looked different. The plastic surgery had changed her face completely. But her voice was the same. "Hello, Maya," Bella said. "I assume you found my file. I assume you know who I am." The video continued. "Damson and I were partners," Bella said. "He wanted revenge on you. I wanted power. Together we were going to change the world." She smiled. "But Damson was weak," Bella continued. "He was sentimental. He cared about his son. He cared about his mother. These things made him weak. And weakness destroyed him."

She is an expert. She did her makeup too and put on the dress we picked from earlier, making her look beautiful as ever. Bella has long black hair with ocean blue eyes. I find everything about her beautiful, starting from her height of 5'8 and seductive long legs. She looks petty with her slim stature but hell, when she finished dressing up on days like this, she looks like a goddess. What I admire most about her is that she is not one of those girls who go around with only looks. Bella is smart, witty, and confident. She is not one to easily mess with.

Tall, dark red stilettos. She’s wearing a sating dress that clings onto her body perfectly, complemented by the dazzling jewelry around her neck and wrists. Her hair, her smile, her eyes, she looks incredible. I soon realise that she is not the woman I met last night. Something has changed, and her aura has shifted into something dangerous. Tristan’s body is still turned to me, but his eyes are fixed on Bella, with his lips slightly parted in awe. Her scent fills the room. “Miss Ward, please have a seat.”

I walked up to Dawson’s table with full confidence. There was no way I was going to let him see how nervous I was. “Hi, I’m Bella. I’m sorry I ran out of here the other day. I just didn’t expect to meet you and it took me off guard.” I held out my hand for him to shake. Dawson nodded and politely shook my hand as he smiled at me. “I didn’t expect to meet you either, but I’m happy I did.”