Bella Twins Feet Novels & Stories

Or, in Max and Issa’s case, until the world was ready to receive them without an additional adult witness. Bianna got out first, carrying a giant tote bag filled with snacks, an extra cardigan, extra socks, two water bottles, a backup unicorn, and possibly a life philosophy. The twins climbed out after her. Max immediately tried to step in a puddle. I caught the collar of his jacket without looking. “No.” He froze. “I was just checking depth.” “Use your eyes.” “My eyes don’t have shoes.” Issa stared at the puddle with disgust. “That water has bad vibes.”

"Unfortunately, yes" Twin one decided to step up. "Well, at least we're the second. Are we?" "Yes." I nodded. Acting like I'll cooperate with the training. "Good." Both Princes went on their knees as they offered me my shoe. "My lady, can we?" Ren asked. "No. Leave it there on the floor." I said with a deadpan face. But it would seem as if the twins are deaf. Deaf twin two took my foot and placed the shoe on my foot. Deaf twin one did the same after.

Bella said as the twins took her hand. As they neared the door, they almost ran into a trolley of luggage. Bella pulled the twins away quickly, but Jenna ended up slipping, and she fell with her hand hitting the trolley and let out a loud shout of pain. “Hey, watch where you’re going!” Bella shouted at the porter, taking Jenna's hand to examine the small cut on her elbow. "What the h*ll, don't you have eyes? Shouldn't you be the one to watch where you go?"

It also gave Wendy and Stanley a bit of space. "Bella, do you miss me?" Wendy asked with a smile. "Yeah! I miss you and Daddy. But Grandma said you're both really busy, so I've been a good girl." Stanley had good genes and gave her a sweet child. That was one of the reasons Wendy was glad to have twins this time. "Wow! That's great, Bella," Wendy said warmly. "What are you doing right now?" "I just took a bath! Grandma's reading me a bedtime story. I'm about to go to sleep."

I whispered and instantly the two sobered up from their bratty sides. “Not Bella, Dad !” the two brats pleaded together. Bella was their younger sister and she was just 2 years younger to them but unlike the innocent, lithe appearance that she had, she was a walking bomb who could scare the hell out of anyone who was on her wrong side. She was the one who kept a watch out for the two naughty twins instead of the other way round. It was damn scary ! But I spoilt my beautiful princess rotten and it was always fun to watch her drive away any potential “girlfriends” that tried to approach the twins.

Bella said with a giggle, pouring more glitter on my already glowing blonde hair. “Boys can’t be pretty,” I groaned, a smile making its way to my face. We shared the same petite features, from the blue eyes down to the cupid lips. The only difference in our appearance were the little moles under my eyes. It would’ve been easy to pass for twins if we were closer in age. “But you’re pretty all the time,” she pinched my cheeks. “And nobody should make pretty boys cry. Now smile for me, you were too hot for her anyway.”

It was already past four in the afternoon and they were still watching. They looked at me at the same time. "Maybe when you come back we are not here," Trev said. "It's okay." I even gave them a thumbs up while smiling. Bella just smiled. "Don't you want me to buy something for you, twin?" I asked Bella. "I think there's none. Thank you!" She even shook her head. "Oksi doksi," I just said to them while adjusting the two inches heels I was wearing on my feet. "Alright, just enjoy you two later. I'll go first," I said to them while shaking my blue off shoulder dress that reached down to my knees.

Ixora Crystabella Moores and Cherry Silverbella Moores entered the gates of A-Good-Night, looking elegant, identical, and incredibly attractive. Every head, male and female, turned to admire them as they walked by, their eyes fixed on their graceful movements and long, alluring legs. The Bella twins were truly bellas, unquestionably beautiful.

“Zane and Alana locked us in here. They probably think it’s funny.” Bella’s lips pressed into a thin line, her jaw tightening as she listened to the distant sound of giggles echoing down the hall. It was becoming clear that the twins weren’t planning on letting them out anytime soon. Bella knocked on the door, calling out with some urgency, “Zane! Alana! Open the door.” But there was no answer. Instead, the voices of the twins could be heard fading as they ran off down the hallway. “Not until we finish cooking!” Zane’s voice echoed back to them, almost sing-song in its defiance.

Thankfully, it did not hurt anymore. …… Ever since I was little, my grandma always told me, "There’s no one better than a mother." But I always felt like she was lying to me. When I was eight, my mom took forever to come pick me up. When we finally got home, I saw her comforting Gwen Lincoln, my twin sister. We looked almost identical, except I had an extra mole beneath my left eye. "Mom, who is she?" "She’s Kate, your sister from the countryside." Their dissatisfied questioning and cold response left me with a sense of unease.