Bella's Daughter Twilight Novels & Stories

"I grew up in an orphanage and went to school on scholarship. After I turned eighteen, I was out of there and got a small job as a waitress because I couldn't afford any more education. I didn't get the scholarship for further studies and.... How could I go to the Powers when Xaveir was not ready to tell them what really happened, when I’ve grown attached to the child. I knew they wouldn't believe me. So I didn't and neither did Xaveir...My daughter is growing up only knowing Xaveir and no one else as her family. She knows no one wants her. She understands that." "Your daughter?" Dad unwinds his arms from around Mom and takes two steps toward Thea. "You mean Bella's daughter?" Thea nods and

Elsa gasped out almost passing out but Sharon caught her. "It's okay Elsa, you found your Anchor." Sharon said. "am sorry." Elsa said Standing upright. "It's not your fault, now let's head to the cave it's close by." Sharon said. "Wait! Did anyone see the leader of the hunters?." Maggie asked. "No. Only a teen girl that Came with them." Aiden said. "Bella??." Elsa and Maggie shouted. "Who's Bella?." Aiden asked. "The daughter of Elvis." Sharon said.

Bella's entrance is nothing short of breathtaking, a moment that will be etched in the memories of all who witness it. With every step, Bella exudes confidence and grace, her beauty shining from within. Matt gazes at her with adoration, his eyes sparkling with pride. Kie and I exchange a knowing glance, our hearts are full of joy and gratitude, knowing our daughter has grown into a stunning young woman, ready to take on the world.

The second page had Luna Angelia's information. The third page detailed Logan's eldest son, Wayland Brown. The fourth page covered Logan's second son, Waverly Brown. The fifth page held information about Logan's only daughter, Bella Brown. On the paper, the girl with black hair and green eyes smiled sweetly and looked adorable. But the text below her photo wasn't so pleasant. Bella Brown, Alpha Logan's only and youngest daughter, aged twenty-one. At nineteen, she was fated to Beta Gray Norman of the Maple Pack but was soon rejected by Gray.

she revealed, making Bella confused. "If she had twins, there where is the other daughter?" Bella asked with confusion. The fairy goddess turned back to Scott once again. "You my child. You are the other daughter" she replied, making Bella's life spin off its axis.

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Luna Helena’s face drained of color, her lips trembling as she reached for her child. Bella stood rooted to the floor, horror crawling up her spine. Alpha Cyrus exhaled shakily, then turned toward King Stark—toward Dave—with his head bowed and his pride in tatters. “Your Majesty,” he said, voice hoarse but controlled, “I owe you the truth. Bella… is also my daughter. I forced her and her mother, Linda, into the Omega class because of unresolved issues between Linda and myself. It was wrong. But it is the truth.”

"You're changing me into a person I don't want to be." She shook her head negatively. "You care about my mother one second, then you care about me the next. I honestly think you're just fucking using both of us for your own pleasure. Nothing else." “I care for you, Bella. I genuinely do. But…” He sighed. “You won’t understand. Everything is complicated.” He released her shoulders, his eyes were pitch black with no emotion at all.

She saw the trap. "I…" "Answer me," I pressed, stepping closer. "Your biological son's age." Bella's voice trembled. "Eigh… eighteen…" "Eighteen," I repeated, then turned to the entire room. "Everyone, listen closely. Bella claims her son is eighteen years old. But she is also claiming that my fifteen-year-old son is the child she lost eighteen years ago." A collective gasp went through the ballroom. "The math doesn't work…" "The ages don't line up at all…"