Bella Drowned Novels & Stories

She kept the phone back on the table and made to return back to the wardrobe when the call came in the second time. Bella exhaled sharply before answering the phone call. “Hello” Bella voice rang into the phone but there was no response. “Heelllooo”Bella drawled on making emphasis known to who so ever it was that she was running out of time and patience. “Hello bubu bear” Andrea’s voice said sweetly instantly freezing Bella. Andrea had learnt about Bella’s Mom’s accident through a trusted source of his yesterday when the man contacted him. According to him,her car was hit by an upcoming truck which resulted to a triple rolling of her car before it finally plunged into a nearby ditch. Accordi

Her brows furrowed in suspicion as she asked tentatively, "Who's this?" "It's me, ma'am " The voice said in a hushed tone, "Bella." Bella? Bella from the Romero Villa? Why was she calling? Probably, because something must have happened there. Maybe news reached them that Lana had been shot and found dead in a ditch. Rina was grateful she had also gotten the services of Bella. It was not everything that happened in the house that Bella reported to Madam Vera. Some of the other juicy parts like who Damien meets up with, if they were women and even photos of him, were all delivered to Rina.

“We shall have plenty.” Alessia’s face lit up. She and Orlanda took their plates and navigated into the living room to watch television while Bella and I stayed back. I turned to Bella. “Can I ask you something?” She nodded. I hesitated but then asked, “What really happened to Amara?” Her brows creased. “Eros didn’t tell you?” I shook my head. “Amara killed herself.” “I know that. But why?” She put her spoon beside her plate and inhaled a deep breath. By just one look at her face, anyone could tell it wasn’t something worth remembering.

Just then we sighted the figure—Bella. A snarl left my lips; I had been about to run after her, but Daemon held me back. “She might have some news you want to hear.” He says, and he was right. She came to a stop before us and I was happy to see she looked like crap. “They are all dead... He killed them all. Logan, Slade, Flynn… they are all dead!” She cried. “What do you mean?" I asked, the anger I felt toward her momentarily pushed aside. "Who killed them all?"

Before Lorenzo could answer, Matteo’s phone rang. Victoria. She couldn’t even wait a day. Maybe she already knew Matteo had discovered the truth. “Matteo, I just heard—” Her voice came through frantic, breathless. “Someone said Bella’s been killed. Tell me it’s not true.” She sounded like she cared. Almost convincingly so. “Calm down, V.” Matteo’s tone softened. He even glanced at Lorenzo as if to say, See? She’s not the killer. “I just confirmed it myself,” he continued. “The body was hers. She had been… brutally abused and killed.”

I hissed, my eyes searched through the rooms. “Where’s Bella?” I questioned, using my wolf strength. It echoed so loud that everyone had to cover their ears. Her little brother stepped toward. I have always seen his picture and there was truly a great striking resemblance. “Bella is dead.” “You mean…..?” “She committed a suicide in the school.” Max dropped the bombshell. The word rang in my head repeatedly and I had to summon the energy in me to remain on my ten toes. “Where’s Jules? Where’s that bitch? The evil bully?” I thundered.

I can see her trying to make up her mind if she should use her safeword or not, but after a few seconds she catches her lower lip between her teeth and looks down again, a silent consent for Beth to go on. Beth still waits before she has Bella's undivided attention again before she goes on. "I know that you have your hard limit at watersports, but I'm not going to make you drink your own piss or something. You don't do scat, either, but still like to be fucked up your ass, right?" Bella nods, then exhales forcefully, before her whole body goes slack. Her look when she regards

Frowning, Hadden shouted at the pool, "Get out of the pool and get over here, Felicia! Or do you want me to lock you inside forever, huh?!" I floated to him in my agitation and spoke out loud, not that he would hear me, "I wanted to come out. Don't you know that I tried to push against the cover even until my dying breath? I did everything I could to survive! But none of that worked, so I'm dead now." Of course, Hadden could not hear me. How could he? He shouted again, "You won't get my pity like this! I wouldn't have had to lock you in there if you hadn't tried to drown Julia. Get over here now!"

It was raining again when I stepped outside. I walked to the old park by the university because some wounds insist on being opened where they began. Once, beneath those trees, Matteo had kissed me and promised he would never leave unless I asked him to. At midnight, I sent the divorce agreement to his phone. I added one line beneath it: This is my birthday wish. His call came almost immediately. "Have you lost your mind?" he snarled. "Sofia nearly drowned off the yacht. I looked at your damn message for one second and that's when I missed her going under. She's at the marina clinic now."