Bella Di Twilight Novels & Stories

♩ ♪ ♫ ♩ ♪ ♫ My dear, when I open my eyes in the morning I think of you My love, your sweet scent Your heart fluttering whispers You are coming to me I pretend to not care as I say hello But I freeze after our eyes meet I feel like a fool for some reason Do you know that my feelings are growing day by day? ♩ ♪ ♫ ♩ ♪ ♫ They were sitting at the balcony of the room, with a large blanket wrapped around them. Bella leaned on Shawn’s chest as he cuddled her tightly. “The stars are so bright and beautiful tonight.” Bella said. “Just as beautiful as you.” Shawn whispered as he kissed her hair. ♩ ♪ ♫ ♩ ♪ ♫

Mia laughed. “I will take your words as a compliment!” She blew a kiss. “My turn!” Bella screamed and went to her room to change. “Ladies?” she asked for attention, as she got out of her room. She was wearing a blue pale dress. It was sleeveless and was decorated with some kinds of diamonds. “You are like a bomb, exploding with your beauty!” I started poetically. “I may be less poetic, but it doesn’t change the fact, that you are hot as hell, and you will definitely get Dylan’s attention. Or maybe you will have been his girlfriend by that time tomorrow!” Mia winked and I laughed at Bella, blushing.

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.”

Under the table, I put my hand on his thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze. “As I was saying,” Arthur continues, unaware of Gregory and my exchange, “when Bella arrived home, she went to the Astral Plane and saw not just the Maiden, but the full form of the Hecate.” And now my eyes are as wide as saucers. The full form of any goddess on any plane could be fatal for the viewer, without the goddess meaning for it to be. The fact that Bella was able to withstand the full form of a goddess long enough to receive a prophecy…she’s damn powerful. Powerful enough to be a formidable High Priestess. Powerful enough to be an impressive luna. A worthy mate for any alpha, strong enough to protect herse

Baski said, nodding at the lady to drop the tray on the table. As silent as she could ever be, Bella dropped it as instructed, but didn't turn to leave the room. Lilith only laid down, she couldn't eat when she was troubled and still depressed over Vetta's death blaming herself for not rushing over there on time to save a good friend. Bella continued staring at Lilith, admiring the beauty the slave princess had. Her pale skin was so white and her blue moon shaped eyes were far prettier than any she had ever seen.

“I’m not the girl you used to torment. I am Bella. Not your maid. Not your toy. Dante’s wife.” Ann blinked in shock. Zara had never dared speak back to her. But Bella… Bella was fearless. “And another thing,” Bella leaned even closer, voice dropping to a chilling whisper. “I didn’t cripple you. So don’t you dare act like I owe you anything. The next time you try ordering me around, you won’t just be lame you’ll be mute too. Because I will cut that tongue out of your mouth.” Ann gasped, her face draining of color.

"A pleasure. The world has been very curious about the woman who managed to tame the Blackwood wolf." ​"I’m not a lion tamer, Mr. Thorne," Bella said, sitting in the chair opposite him. She had refused the PR team’s "matriarch" dress, opting instead for a crisp white silk blouse and dark trousers—the uniform of a woman who was there to work. "I’m a mother. And a partner. I suggest we focus on the Foundation." ​Dante sat next to her, his arm resting on the back of her chair. It was a possessive gesture, one that signaled to the cameras that she was his. Bella felt the heat of him through her blouse, a constant, distracting presence.

Olivia purred, stepping forward and twirling a lock of her hair around her finger while flashing him a wink. What a desperate bitch. Gideon didn’t even acknowledge her. Instead, his gaze swept over the pack members until it landed on me, and when our eyes met, he gave me a small, almost shy smile. My heart skipped in a way I didn’t like or understand. “Bella, come here,” he said. I nodded, turning back to Elizabeth. “I’ll see you later,” I whispered, pressing a quick kiss to her cheek before jogging toward him. “Yes, Alpha?” I asked when I reached his side.

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.

Wynter replied, still irritated with him. "Okay, so what do you want to know?" he asked. Wynter took Tessa's notebook and began jotting down notes for herself, signaling for Tessa to go inside and attend to other tasks. "So, her name is Bella?" Wynter inquired, making notes. "Yup," he confirmed. "How old is she?" "10 years," Bella was a bit younger, which explained her health condition, but she had Ellias, who was over 13 years old. Wynter thought it over. "And your name, please?" she asked with a touch of sarcasm.