Bella Drowned Novels & Stories

The room absorbed this in silence. Marcus pressed his hand to his mouth. “There’s something else.” Zara’s voice was very even. “Bella is dead.” Mrs. Ashford’s hand went to her chest. “A gas leak at the apartment. Accidental fire. She was alone — Henry and Mark had gone out to buy food.” Zara paused. “She didn’t make it out.” No one spoke for a moment. “She tried to take your life,” Mrs. Ashford said softly, “and lost her own.”

This time Xander was full blown angry. “Sir Bella didn't die due to the accident. It was planned by her friend, Veronica. She did it because she was jealous and the rumors said she is the only one responsible, she isn't working with anyone”. His world stopped for a second, he couldn't understand anything and At first, he didn’t seem to hear the words, just the movement of Adrian's lips and the hollow ringing in his ears. Then it sank in. His brows drew together slowly, disbelief flickering in his eyes like a dying flame.

Bella added, wiping her tears. Bella "The wicked will never go unpunished; I know that," I said with seriousness wiping out the tears from my eyes. I excused myself in picking Lisa call, "Bella, I got your message; how is Brenda now?" "She is in bad shape, but I am glad she is not dead but alive," I replied. "That's good news too; whoever did this will face the wrath of God. Bella, the police finally arrested the Killer, the person who killed my grandma and attempted to kill me." She said over the phone.

One more breath and I’d be gone, lost in her entirely. And then her phone rang. The shrill sound cut through the air like a blade, shattering the moment. Bella jumped slightly, fumbling for her clutch on the coffee table. I pulled back instantly, standing and straightening my shirt as though nothing had happened, though my heart pounded furiously in my chest. She glanced at the screen and groaned. “It’s just my friend. Probably checking if I survived tonight.” She answered anyway, her voice bright and cheerful. “Hey! Yeah, I’m home. The gala was… oh my God, you will not believe who I ran into!”

"I need your help." "For what?" "This is going to sound crazy," I said, gesturing for her to sit, "but I promise you it’s not." "What is it? You’re making me worry." She said as she sat down. I took a breath before I began. "Bella’s not dead." She looked like she was about to speak, but I cut in quickly. "Just hear me out. I sensed her today. I was at the beach, and I felt her presence in the sand. It was so strong that I could smell her. She’s alive."

I asked squinting my gaze. "I am. I'm simply to rid my self of the guilt of that omegas death." Before I could respond, the doors slammed open again and Zayn walked in, his cape billowing behind him like a cloud of smoke. He looked at me, then at Bella. "Well?" he demanded. "Is she dying? Is it a curse from Dracula?" Bella stood up and wiped her hands on her apron. She looked Zayn right in the eye. "She is exhausted, My King probably from everything that has happened this past week."

Matteo sighed with disappointment. Bella ignored him and walked closer to me, her eyes still on mine. She pulled a piece of paper from her pocket, took my hand and placed it in my palms before closing my fingers over it. “Zia was missing for almost a year before she was found dead, floating in a lake, eight years ago.” She wiped her cheeks and took a deep breath. “There’s your answer. She’s dead, so let her rest in peace. Tell your men to come back. All they will find is a grave in North Carolina.” I opened my mouth to speak, but not a word came out. It had been a long since I had felt like a normal person with overwhelming emotions like I wasn’t the capo.

“But why did you catch her scent?” She was silent as she pressed her lips and she turned back from him. He understood that there might be something. Cedric stared at him but then, Dominick decided to leave. ***** Bella woke up with tears in her eyes. She sat up as she reached her head. The laughter in her memories? She could still hear it. The explosion the pain from dying while she heard the laughter turns into screams. Her siblings, she saw them getting killed in front of her. Together with her parents.

And every time he used his hand on me, even when I was falling apart, he stayed calm and controlled. He couldn’t possibly find my body disgusting… could he? The thought snapped something in me. Humiliation surged hot in my chest. I slammed my glass down on the table. “I’ve decided.” Wendy jumped. “Divorce.” A useless man, handsome or not, wasn’t worth keeping. I didn’t need him. “Okay, okay. Stop drinking.” Wendy must’ve thought I was wasted. She dragged me into the shower. She’d just gotten these over-the-top rhinestone nails, and she kept pawing at me in her sleep. The next morning, I woke up with several dark red scratches on my neck where she’d clawed me.

“Santiago…” “Goodbye.” The gunshot echoed through the office, the sharp crack splitting the silence. Bella’s father staggered back, his eyes wide in shock, his lips parting as if to say something. But no words came. His body crumpled to the floor lifeless. Bella lay sprawled across her bed, aimlessly scrolling through TikTok, letting the mindless videos fill the silence of the night. But then, out of nowhere, a strange heaviness settled in her chest. It wasn’t just discomfort it was a weight that pressed down on her.