Bella Edward House Novels & Stories

“Fresh towels are in the cabinet. I’ll find you something clean to wear.” After a long, hot shower that eased some of my physical discomfort, I wrapped myself in a plush towel and found a simple dress laid out for me. It fit surprisingly well. Had Edward purchased women’s clothing specifically for me? The thought was both flattering and slightly unsettling. I explored Edward’s house, curiosity getting the better of me. The place was immaculate, almost sterile in its perfection. No family photos adorned the walls. No personal touches softened the modern design. Just expensive furniture and abstract art that looked chosen to impress rather than express.

His poor state made Bella feel that James no longer deserved to live. “What are you going to do, Zia?” Bella asked without turning to face. Hazel quietly contacted Eric using the phone in her pocket. She couldn’t speak directly and had to find a way to let Eric know about Bella’s plan. “Are you sure the bomb will blow up this entire building along with everyone inside, Bella?” Hazel asked. Bella laughed and nodded. “Edward said this is the best product from his illegal factory,” she replied. “What if the police come in?”

I asked him. "Drew Stevenson. And you?" "Bella Wa-" I stopped for a moment when I remembered I wasn't married anymore, "Bella Price." We went inside his house which is surprisingly small inside. Upon entering you can already see the entirety of the house. The house is shaped like a box with no partitions except for the bathroom. There’s a bunk bed at the corner and beside it, there’s a small worn out couch with a small TV in front. Behind the TV there’s a small dining table surrounded by old kitchen appliances and beside the kitchen, you can see a door leading to the bathroom.

"Goodnight Sis, see you tomorrow!" When Bella woke up, she did her morning run. She goes back to the hotel, takes a bath, and goes to buy breakfast. She eats with Adelle, then she goes out to see the houses. The company offers two choices for customized houses. The first one is made from wood and the other is from containers that were used to carry merchandise on cargo ships. The company has a three-story building. There were three large warehouses at the back and a huge open space with lots of containers that had not yet been modified.

"Yes they do." "Let's go in, you could freshen up and I also made something for you." Bella nodded, They began walking towards the door, her eyes still glancing around. The environment was calm and very clean, the house wasn't that tall but was still giving that elegant vibes. Jasmine put in the house password. When they got in, Bella's eyes widened. Beautiful furnitures were in here, beautiful porcelain could be seen and flowers in some vase. A wide flat screen TV.

Belle smiled, “Well, from what I see you seemed to have cooped yourself for too long in your house that you can’t even see how “Fine!” Lady Edith start on her heels, walking to the door. “If you can stay there in front of my house until next morning, I will consider letting you inside my house.” “What about teaching me?” Belle asked, bargaining. All of a sudden, Edith wondered if she should rethink of her choice. “I’ll increase the chances of teaching you,” Edith said, hoping that it will be enough to shoo the girl. “Keep your words,” Belle responded with a bright smile, quickly walking to the broken chair placed in front of the house.

Bella looked at the palace and the town surrounding it. The houses here are much bigger than the houses in the village she have come from. They are either 3 storey or bigger. The houses are spacious with huge lawns in the front and spacious back yards. That's all she could see before Blaze landed in the balcony of a tower, just a little bit away from the main palace. He insisted that she doesn't have to pack anything, as everything belongs to Arabella and not her.

He then bent his arms to show off his muscles. Instead of being mesmerized, Elissa knitted her eyebrows. Her mouth opened. Her eyes stared in disgust at Edgar for behaving this way. But Edgar didn't think anything of it. He just laughed and went in. Meanwhile, Elissa was still looking at the house in front of her. She was reminded of Elsa's house that she built herself on a snow mountain. If Elsa's house was a palace, Edgar's house was a hut. Simple. But Elissa admitted the house Edgar built was quite beautiful.

Bella and two other salesgirls from Mama's restaurant also moved in with them, so they could assist May in taking care of Maryam, clean the house, cook, wash, sweep and go to the market. Then the unfaithful event happened one afternoon. Edric had gone to visit his siblings in their family house that was passed down through the generations. The three-story building had it's once attractive yellow paint color coming off in thin sheets. It was so old that it looked like it was going to collapse at any moment.

Edward As I listened to Bella's voice, it was soft and slightly trembling, echoing in the room as I scrubbed the walls beside her. She spoke of feeling isolated, of yearning for me to be closer. Her words pierced through me, leaving a lingering ache that I struggled to comprehend. She was oblivious to the imminent danger that lurked around us. How could I make her understand that my father was not just a haunting figure in my thoughts, but a menacing and merciless monster in reality? The warning he had issued, the blood-stained ring he had left behind, was not a mere threat; it was a chilling promise of the horrors to come.