Bella Swan Personality Novels & Stories

"You are right. I've been cooped up here too long, haven't I? Bella nodded deeply. “Yes, Your Majesty. You refuse to meet anyone, nor do you want to go out for a walk in the park or the practice field. I'm just worried about you. I apologize if I sound presumptuous.” "Don't apologize, Bels. You do what's best for me. Thank You." Bella sniffled, “Your Majesty….” 'Shall we go for a walk, Shan?' -“Hmph! Why are you still asking? Just do it!”- Maybe she didn't sound like one, but Sashal was sure that her wolf, Shan, also felt the pain she was currently feeling. With her original personality, which is outgoing and loves to explore, it's only natural that this difference in emotional temperature f

She’d confessed her love, and he’d met it with silence, comparing her and dismissing her as too soft for his world. Now, confined to this room, Bella felt the walls pressing in, not just the steel of the safe house but the weight of Luca’s rejection. She wasn’t a fighter, not like Luca’s men or the women he’d known before. She wasn’t an assassin, didn’t know how to wield a gun or throw a punch. But Bella was sharp, observant, with a mind honed from years of managing her father’s books and, later, Luca’s club. She’d slipped into the Black Viper and overheard Petrov’s plan to hit Luca’s shipment a reckless move, yes, but it had given Luca the edge he needed.

“I know you can take care of yourself, but this is different. I can’t focus if I’m worried about your safety.” Her gaze softened, those clear blue orbs mirroring the decadent sea under the night sky. “I’m just as worried, you are putting yourself in danger to prove your loyalty to Lazarus.” I swallowed thickly with a somber smile. “I can’t hide anything from you.” Bella knew me best; she had the ability to read into the souls of others while building a wall around her own heart. She was selfless, kind and fierce – how could one not help but fall in love with her. I didn’t deserve her, but Lazarus did – they mirrored each other in so many ways, willing to sacrifice for the sake of others.

Bella rubbed her face and sighed. "See, luca... Whatever I did was my mistake, Jasmine has nothing to do with it. She is innocent. She is introvert, she won't tell you Even if she is uncomfortable or facing difficulties... She is a people pleaser, she has no idea how to say no or show people their boundaries... She has never been out of our small town and is completely clueless about this cruel world..." Bella said. "Please don't hurt her..." Luca sighed. "You can trust me, Bella... She is safe with me."

Taylor, of course, interpreted her actions as genuine love, assuming she had chosen him over her own father. Confident that she had Taylor wrapped around her finger, Bella didn't fret over matters of love. She was willing to manipulate the situation to her advantage, believing that Taylor would never leave her for another woman. Her beauty had captivated him from the first moment he laid eyes on her, and Bella dwelled in the power it granted her. At twenty-two years old, Bella possessed a stunning appearance that would make any high school girl envious. Her tall, slender figure and flawlessly beautiful face had drawn Taylor's attention and affection. She took pride in her appearance, recogni

“Also, she’s demanding a swan ice sculpture.” I eyed the red mark on his cheek. His hand lifted to it, knowing what I was silently asking. “Oh, I thought the swan was a joke. It wasn’t.” I leaned back in my chair and exhaled through my nose. The leather creaked under me. “She’s derailing everything.” Toby’s silence said more than words ever could. The female alpha I’d always heard about—graceful, poised, restrained—was a vision of perfect, quiet strength. Sometimes described as aloof, sure. But never… extravagant. Never this needy.

I changed the question instead. “Why? You want to look for her?” “Yes” I said bluntly. The woman heaved out a sharp breath. “I see why the moon goddess chose you. You're persistent” “Well, Bella is a lively and beautiful woman. She comes from a prosperous family. Getting everything she wants. She's an only child to her parents which is why she got all the pampering. She and Alpha Marco met on one competition for wolves academy. I think that was where they started”

I used my shifter hearing and it turns out the two of them were still bickering about me. “Natasha, no matter what tricks that woman is trying to use, I'll always get what I want,” sneered Belle. Of course it was Belle leading this whole thing, the woman is vile, I mean I've only ever heard stories but the stories that I have heard, none of them are good. The difference between Belle and Natasha was that Belle actually worked, well more like she profited off other people's work. Although Belle looked gentle and kind, her determination and ruthlessness were exceptional.

It was indeed out of her imagination. Stella assumed that this incident had ended. She was not the type of person to cause trouble. If Bella did not purposely try to rile her up, she would be too lazy to bother with her. As a person, if Bella had been better than her in all fields, it would probably stir her spirit to compete and make her want to have a showdown with Bella until the end. Yet, Bella had nothing spectacular to show for herself. She was only devious. Stella was too lazy to go against her because it was unbecoming of her.

Forrest gritted his teeth, quite dissatisfied with his tone “It seems that the past assumptions about the sorceress's daughter also being able to practice magic were true. You are clearly blinded by an enchantment…” “Look!” Berthie interrupted them, pointing in the direction of the pack entrance, where the forest road ended “The swans are coming!” Bringing Corinne closer, Hunter looked away from the cougar and watched the old fashioned carriage pull up before them, with only a groom to drop the horses' lead and open the door, revealing the always haughty and elegant Alpha of the Swans, Dewey Bright, who didn't even give them a minute of attention, extending his hand to help the other person