Bella In Pitch Perfect Novels & Stories

It was so damn erotic. He had decided to get her this gown the moment he had seen the awe in her eyes for it back in the store. A spark of mirth had flared in her eyes when she had spotted that dress. But before she could take it, Elena snatched it from her. He couldn't stop Elena but what he could do was to give her a gown prettier than that. And that's what he did. He asked his best designer to design this gown for his Bella. And, it is safe to say, this one gown was one of the most expensive outfits in the world. Bella didn't deserve anything less than that anyway. She deserved nothing less than the best.

It is some minutes past five am but the Alphas sent words that we would be leaving at seven prompt so we decided to get up early so we could get ready,' April said happily. 'Go and have your bath Raven,' Bella said from where she was sitting by the mirror. I greeted the makeup artist and went into the bathroom to get cleaned up. When I stepped out, I saw April hugging someone who looked familiar. The person's back was turned to me and the person was wearing the clothes Bella had picked yesterday. When the person turned to me, I almost couldn't recognize Bella, she looked so beautifully different. She was wearing a wig. The length of the wig reached her jaw. The wig was cut in such a way that

I was in a trance Trance. A red Rolls Royce came to an abrupt stop in front of the Thane and Thorn mansion. The chief security personnel strode to it raising a questioning brow. To his bewilderment, a petite brunette dressed in a skimpy red dress and six-inch heels alighted from the driver's seat. "Hello!" he said calmly, moving carefully towards her; she yanked off her sunshade, revealing her oval face flattered with overly colourfully provocative makeup and bold accessories.

Ace… Bella's voice broke the silence, asking, "What are you doing?" I continued to focus on the sizzling bacon in the pan and the savory aroma filling the kitchen. "Please, have a seat," I replied, reaching for two plates to serve creamy scrambled eggs and toast. I set one plate in front of Bella, who had taken a seat at the kitchen island, her smile brightening the room. "I made you breakfast." As I settled down across from her, I noticed her fitted skirt and matching crop top, which was daringly low cut—though I certainly didn't mind. Bella looked stunning, her dark wavy hair falling gracefully over her shoulders, and her natural beauty accentuated by her bare face, highlighting her cheekb

“Just wait for the right time ti hit this button. You know Giselle is a cheers leader member and that means she will be the spotlight.” I frowned didn’t understand what the intention was from Bella Parker. The basketball player has entered the Miracle Academy stage accompanied by cheers. The line of cheers leaders between group entered. Giselle entered with the introduction of her which made me so sick. “Look, she is very frustrating. I so hated her because she likes playing victim in front of many people." Britney grumbles and squeezes the bottles of her mineral water. “I see … and here we go. I’ll going to ruined her life,” Bella Parker clicked the button.

Unfortunately, during the morning rush, the elevator stopped frequently, forcing them to retreat to a corner. Jessica frowned in annoyance, rolling her eyes, "So annoying, it wrinkled my dress." Bella glanced at her a few times, sarcastically complimenting that the dress was very flattering. Jessica's mood immediately brightened, flipping her hair to reveal glittering earrings. Bella raised an eyebrow, pretending to admire, "Wow, your earrings are beautiful. Are they new?"

~Bella's POV~ "How do I look?" I inquired of Sandra, who was engrossed in applying makeup on her face. Sandra paused her task, shifting her attention towards me. Her eyes carefully scrutinized my attire—a black knee-length gown adorned with shimmering diamond stones—before she offered a reassuring thumbs up. "You look absolutely stunning in that dress," she complimented. "Are you sure?" I questioned, a hint of uncertainty creeping into my voice. "Trust me, Bella. When you step into that party, Professor Blake won't be able to tear his eyes away from you," she affirmed, prompting a small smile to grace my lips as I envisioned the scenario.

“Don’t even breath”, Fiona said to Bella when she bolted the door. The look on Bella’s face showed she was in for another lecture of what a perfect man Colt was. This was obviously why she didn’t want her sister to put a face to the name. Because now that she did, Fiona knew she had just stepped into the hottest part of the furnace of hell. Bella wouldn’t stop bugging her with endless praises of what a perfect match she would be with Colt, and she wasn’t interested in there fantastical imaginations because she had no plan of ever being a pair with anyone forever.

Ace said with a grin. "I will try, but I make no promises, " she replied with a bright grin. "You look gorgeous, Bella!" Tessa beamed, grabbing Bella's hands and admiring her outfit. "I love that top. It is such a shame that it will get ruined once you shift during the fight," Lira said. My eyes snapped in realization. An image of Bella with her beautiful perky breasts, toned body, and supple skin all on full display to the spectators' perverted eyes turned my blood into lava.

Elena (hugging her tight): “Don’t say a word until I’ve had caffeine.” (She drops her designer bag on the couch, kicks off her heels, and studies Bella’s face.) Elena: “Okay. That’s the ‘Jason-is-a-paranoid-control-freak’ look. I’d recognize it anywhere. The one that costs you three hours of sleep and at least ten years of your life.” Bella (trying to smile, failing): “You’re not wrong. It’s worse this time.” Elena (pouring espresso from the machine like she owns the place): “Define worse.”