Bella Rome Lesbian Novels & Stories

Autumn’s voice cracked, “For a week now, I’ve seen the same dream. A man calls me his wife. He’s cold. Dangerous. I’m terrified.” The priestess placed her hands on Autumn’s temples. “Because he was your husband… in a life you no longer remember.” The torches dimmed. Light shimmered in a glowing circle around them. Visions began to swirl like mist, and the past unfolded before their eyes. Flashback Her name had once been Bella—an omega born under a rare celestial sign, blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. It was said Bella’s soul held a power unlike any other, a divine light meant to balance darkness.

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.

Alessia grinned wide, wicked and bright, and winked down at Isadora like she was already unwrapping her with her eyes. “And that,” Caterina continued sweetly, dragging her nails lightly down Isadora’s arm, “is Brielle. Romano’s pretty little psychopath.” Brielle giggled, flipping her long black hair over her shoulder, her teeth flashing dangerously. The girls dropped down on either side of the bed without hesitation, grinning like they had just found a new favorite toy to break. “God, she’s even prettier up close,” Alessia gasped, dragging a lazy finger along the inside of Isadora’s sticky thigh, making the poor girl twitch and whimper.

Emilia the elder twin-spoke glancing through her phone. "Same" her twin complied "he's more buff and so dreamy" "He's not so dreamy" Bella snapped "there is literally nothing so dreamy about Leonardo" Rosa glared at her and she rolled her eyes if Rosa had not known better, she'd have thought she was jealous, but she knew Bella was far from jealous and didn't even care about all of that. She just wanted to have her babies be you ugly or not. Oh ugly men meant ugly babies, so she did mind.

I laughed leaning back in my chair She rolled her eyes, a blush creeping onto her cheeks "I'm just surprised." "So was I when I saw that you stepped forward." I smirked looking her up and down It was weird knowing that we were both gay and completely alone right now. I hadn't met anyone who was gay back home except maybe Julia, but then again I was extremely sheltered. I mean finding out that not only my roommate, but also my sexy mentor, are both lesbians at the same time was shocking. "You're awfully confident all of the sudden. Were you a big shot player back home or something?" Anna joked rolling her eyes at me

Bella looked at Gabriella suspiciously for a few moments before she asked, "You're Alexander's friend?" "Yes." Gabriella nodded. Pete pulled on Bella's sleeve and asked, "Do you want to have a seat?" Bella sat down next to Pete and continued to stare at Gabriella. "Ms. Carber, would you like me to order you a steak?" Gabriella asked. Bella didn't respond. Instead, she said, "You look a lot like a friend of mine." Sensing that Bella had softened her stance toward her, Gabriella continued the conversation, "Oh, really? Is she also Chatanese?"

There was an undeniable tension between the two women as Elena made her way to them, the air around them charged with unspoken words. “Dante,” Elena said smoothly, her voice sweet but laced with an edge. “I see you’ve brought your little... project with you.” Isla’s jaw clenched, but she kept her expression neutral. Elena’s words weren’t lost on her. She knew exactly what kind of game Elena was playing. “Bella,” Dante said, his voice colder than before, “this is Elena Ricci. Elena, this is Bella Caruso.” Isla nodded curtly, but Elena didn’t seem interested in formalities. Her gaze flickered briefly to Isla’s face, studying her with a mixture of disdain and curiosity.

With a deadly smile, Gina was the first to break the invisible tension in the air, “isn’t it weird that all the Alphas’ are sitting in these spots while a mere omega is taking that spot?” “Gina,” Zayn called softly, as if he didn;t want to embarrass her in front of Connnor. I remained quiet because I wasn't about to lose my composure in front of this handsome, greek god looking…..no what? He is a horrible man, Bella, he tried to approach you with ill intentions. Why are you thinking about another man when your husband is present? “His mistress is here with us, and you are considering him?” My wolf sounded like she pisssed.

Lyra The club was as lively as ever, with Bella standing at the counter, and she gaped at me when she saw me. "What?" I asked, sitting by the counter, and she glanced up to meet my eyes. "Y-your outfit..." I looked down at the shirt and jeans I had borrowed from the delivery girl before placing the helmet on the counter. "What about it?" "You shouldn't look that hot if you're not a lesbian." I chuckled, adjusting the loose pants and shirt, and I picked up a glass of cocktail that was already lined up on the counter.

"Now we know who our Luna is." After relaying Lydia’s mind-link report to Archer, Issac concluded. “Elena, the daughter of the Dark River Pack’s Beta, and the only girl who escaped from she-wolves trafficking.” “Thank Moon Goddess.” Archer murmured with one hand on his forehead, “She had a twin sister who was sacrificed to the 50-year-old Alpha by their beta parents. Maybe they tried to sacrifice her too.” Leo grounded his fangs in his mind, “Don’t forget Bella, dude. That’s her best and only friend and they sold her too. WHAT A DEN OF MONSTERS!”