Bella Jewel Author Novels & Stories

I hesitated… then obeyed. The warm water did nothing to calm the storm in my chest. Thoughts strayed through my mind. Every plan I tried to come up with seems to be blocked by the possibilites of me getting caught. I would be dressed up for those wolves, who has nothing but blood soaked in their hands. By the time I stepped back into the room, wrapped in a towel, Bella had transformed the space into something deliberate. Jewelry laid arranged in perfect order. Minimal. Intentional. A thin silver chain. Small earrings — the kind fools would overlook but the powerful ones would notice.

Goddess, why do you always make me do this? Turning my back on the way to freedom, I made my way back up the stairs, into the hallway, then inside the library. Sitting around the table, I smoothened the crumpled envelope. My name was spelled in beautiful, cursive writing – Bella Black, a name I never knew until now. Ripping the flap open, I took the folded sheets of paper out. [Anna, You must be all grown up now. I often thought about what kind of person you’ll grow up to be. Beautiful, no doubt, both inside and out.

Keller asked. "I won't sue you." I assured him. "I think you look sexy. You're beautiful and if that isn't his thought by the end of tonight, then there's something wrong with him." "Aw Keller!" I punched his arm. He excused himself. I have never seen him as anything more other than my boss. His mom gave me a pair of gold earrings. I put them on. "You look beautiful." "The only thing I own is the underwear." I laughed. "I'm grateful for all this. It means a lot to me. I feel like Cinderella."

The priestesses who had designed it Clara asked nervously. Clara was different than all the others with the glasses she wore as she would draw these beautiful dresses for all of us and she was fidgeting and always seemed to have her hair up in a tight braided bun. She was what you would call “artsy fartsy” and I looked at her with new eyes realizing how truly talented she was. “Clara, it is the most beautiful dress I believe I have ever seen.” Her entire face lit up with my words and I was so glad to bring her that joy. “Well, I’m so happy you like it, Kellina. This is a big day for all of us.” She glowed with pride in her creation.

Bella held on to the hope that her sacrifice would pave the way for a brighter future, even as the nostalgia of her past tugged at her heartstrings. After dinner, Bella withdrew to her room for another writing session. Bella found solace in her writing, immersing herself in crafting stories that were both a refuge and a means of financial stability. The slow but sure increase in her royalties became a beacon of hope, a validation of her talent and dedication, plus that she was desperate as much as possible to ensure enough for her and her baby. Each completed chapter brought a sense of accomplishment, a tangible result of her efforts.

She said, “There’s nothing about them I don’t know. Bella’s parents raised me since I was an orphan. Zia helped me through my hard times, and Bella protected me, even without knowing it.” “So what? Are you trying to prove that good they’re people?” I scoffed. “Save your breath.” “You’re so sure of everything that you don’t even feel the need to hear all the sides.” “Why? Because we live in a 2D world and fail to notice all sides because every side has a different story?” I remembered Bella’s words from our first meet well. Every conversation we had came back to me with full force. “Abigail Morello’s exact words. Shows just how well she prepared her character.”

I gave up and just decided on a spaghetti strap, a skin-tight black dress that stopped mid-thigh with a tiny slit. I don't have anyone I need to impress *mind shrug* I put on stiletto heels even though I know damn well I'm going to regret it later. Once I was ready I yet again sat on the couch in the living room but this time picking up the book Diamond by Koda Crown. Like I said he is a good ass author, and he sure writes very... creative 'scenes'. I enjoy his book to be quite honest. I read for a little while. A little being a lie and I actually waited for like another 45 minutes. Then Alissa made her way to the living room.

was all I answered before turning my back to go inside. They persisted and continued to ask questions but the guards blocked them. I didn't even look at them because what they were asking was too personal and it's dangerous for my career. I know others will find a way to break me and I won't let that happen. I was relieved when I finally got inside. I closed my eyes and calmed myself before smiling and opening my eyes. I started to walk towards the table where my friends and my brother were sitting. I feel people’s attention turning towards me as I walk. Who wouldn't? I am so stunning tonight. Wearing my sleeveless silver silk backless evening gown that has a slit on my right thigh. I also

I inhaled the richness of the air, which filled my nostrils with a subtle scent of lavender, mingling with the warm glow of soft golden lights illuminating the diamond-laden displays. “Wow! Elisa, so this is what the rich and the famous get to experience. Look at this place. Brilliance Jewelry is somewhere I’ve always wanted to come. It’s the number one jewelry store in the world. Elisa, you know, they say that a single sparkling piece can tell a story, celebrate milestones, or make you feel like royalty. Isn’t it true? Don’t you feel special, like one of those elite rich girls?” Elisa mumbles, her eyes roaming over at the staff, “Sure, but Janiya, haven’t you noticed how these ladies are st

she asks politely, though her voice carries a hard, aristocratic edge that leaves no room for refusal. Julian glances between us, sensing the sudden, sharp drop in temperature. He offers me a reassuring nod. “I’ll meet you there, then,” he says to me coolly before turning on his heel, strolling off toward the auditorium doors. The second Julian’s back is turned, Bella’s fake princess smile drops almost instantly. Her gaze slides down my blue dress, traveling up to my throat, and she completely freezes. Her eyes widen in a look of raw, unadulterated shock as they lock onto the massive, glittering diamond resting against my chest. I can see the frantic calculation happening behind her eyes as