Bella's Bracelet Twilight Novels & Stories

"Everyone else in the havens is strong. I'm just a little bit slow!” "Yeah, right," Zayn scoffed. Bella bristled. "Whatever," she said, ripping the bottom of her dress and grabbing two sticks from the ground. She placed the sticks on either side of her foot and wrapped the torn fabric around them, creating a makeshift splint. She looked up at Zayn. "Happy?" she asked, her tone dripping with sarcasm. Zayn scowled, but said nothing. He turned away from her and began pacing the ground.

“I will have the second prince and seventh prince keep you safe and away from harm. They will also provide you all the necessary equipment and herbs to help you make the cure.” Bella nodded again. “Don’t worry so much about me. You need to take care of yourself.” Crown Prince nodded at her. “I will.” “Oh, here,” said Bella. She handed him her scent sachet. “What’s this?” “I made it for you. It’s to make you remember me.” Kick. Kick. “Oh, and baby too, of course,” said Bella, softly smiling at him. He held her in his arms and said, “I will always remember you.” And he thought to himself, “For you are the only one I could never forget or never stop loving. Even if I was to die, you would alway

And now, what I felt, was the mystery. “come on, let’s go. Your breakfast is waiting.” Kendra said. One of the servant girls came back in. She handed a gift to me. “The Alpha sent it.” Again, it was a silver rose. To be continued…

Brianna nodded in understanding. "Granny, what about my gift?" Flavia chimed in eagerly. Brianna looked at her granddaughter, confused. "You want souvenirs too?" she asked, to which Flavia responded with an enthusiastic nod. Brianna opened one of the suitcases and pulled out three identical boxes. She handed one to Flavia and the other to Abigail. Both girls gasped in surprise as they revealed gold bracelets adorned with an oval centerpiece, flanked by diamond chains.

“What?” “Silver. Like a candle on fire.” Her stomach dropped. “I didn’t feel anything.” Nessa rushed in, digging under her tunic. “Touch this.” She held out her wrist, a string of old beads and a single sun-shaped charm dangling in the middle. Aria hesitated. “That’s your bracelet.” “Just touch it!” Aria brushed her fingers over the charm. It glowed. Just for a moment. But enough to make Aria gasp and recoil. “That shouldn’t happen…”

The sapphire bracelet my grandmother had left me, a flawless royal blue piece worth more than 4,000,000 dollars, turned up on Cecelia Swanson's social media. In the photo, the assistant, fresh out of college, raised a glass of champagne. Her smug caption made my skin crawl: [Thank you for spoiling me, Mr. Tavernier. The Professor said this bracelet alone could buy a few houses~] I sent Mason Tavernier a text. [Bring the bracelet back within two hours, or face the consequences.] He left me on Read. Two hours later, I sat staring at my phone, my finger hovering over the [Report to Police] button. Three seconds passed. Then the reception erupted into chaos. Through the venue's security

Episode 5 Scout's pov Bella was wasted. Not tipsy. Not just having a “good time.” She was gone. She twirled in the middle of the dance floor, arms flung wide, laughing like she had just been set free from a cage. Like this wasn’t her own wedding reception but some kind of cruel joke. The hem of her dress dragged, and when she tried to spin again, she almost fell flat on her face. I saw it before it happened, and before I even thought about it, I was moving. My hand caught her arm, steadying her just before she hit the floor.

“ Oh my handsome twin. Do we wait for him?" “ I guess so. But before we go there's something missing. " He said and brought out a box from her pocket. “ I got you this. As a gift. " He said and opened and her eyes met the most dazzling diamond jewelry set. He helped her put on the necklace and earrings which dropped on her shoulders. She put on the bracelet by herself and she smiled as it glittered in the room. “ Thank you. " She smiled. “ I just wish Bianca would be here. I can't wait to see the shock on her face. " Bellamy muttered.

She's also wearing a matching lace thong, from what I can see in the reflection in the mirrored walls from the corner of my eye, and a black leather corset, moderately laced up in the back, as tightly as I figure she could manage by herself and retain enough flexibility to move unhindered. So much to Beth's claim that the second part of my birthday present for Bella will take another week or so to be finished. Not that I have much mental capacity left to complain inside my head right now. Not that I feel like complaining at all. Bella gives me ample time to drink her in with my eyes, amusement lighting up her face while she

she knew he needed them alive. I saw my Bella smile and nodded at her after she had spoken. Henry asked his men to do a count of the girls and to make sure that they were all there! My face lit up as I saw a couple of our men dressed in Henry’s men’s uniforms pretending to be part of their team. From watching my Bella, I could tell that she was also planning something. Those two girls were by her side again and continued whispering! “WHAT IS GOING ON WITH YOU THREE?” Henry shouted at them. My Bella responded in a hoarse, almost a whisper, that they were just scared, and she was only comforting them. Damn! My Bella’s voice was gone, too. That Demon was going to pay for all that he did to her