Bella Twins Feet Novels & Stories

she laughed nervously, Shawn froze, staring at the mix of pink and blue confetti scattered across the floor, across Eva’s hair, across his own shoulders. Then the realization hit him like a lightning strike, “Twins,” His voice cracked with awe, “We are having twins!” He exclaimed, throwing a fist in the air, The room erupted in joyous shock, “Twins?!” Eleanor gasped, covering her mouth, Richard let out a rare laugh, “This is Incredible,” Daine squealed, clapping her hands together, “Oh my goodness, one boy and one girl!”

“Children? What are you talking about?” “Two of them,” Cassandra added, her voice sharp like she was throwing the words as knives. “We saw her at the hospital. Twins. A boy and a girl. She was holding them like some perfect little mother.” My hand pressed against my chest without meaning to. “That’s not possible. Katherine? I thought she would even get rid of the baby in her belly at some point but wow.” “Yes,” Anastacia said quickly. “She looked well, too. Too well. She wasn’t struggling. It made no sense.”

The doorbell rang just as I was placing the last fork, and I heard Dad's footsteps heading to the front door. "Jasper! Xavier! So good to see you!" His voice carried from the entryway, followed by the sounds of adult laughter and greeting. I don’t know why the name reminds me of the twins, but I quickly brushed it away. "And these must be the famous twins we've heard so much about," Mom's voice added. My blood turned to ice. Twins? No. No, no, no. The universe could not be this cruel. It can’t be the twins, right? It can never be.

Before anyone could say more, the door opened and Bella walked in, with her tablet in hand as usual. She paused just as she closed the door, and scanned the room. The look on her face twisted to mockery when she saw me by Stone's side and not the twins. "He shows up and you both instantly lose her," she snorted and she sat on the armrest of an empty chair. “Anyway," she said, dragging the word, “Did you do something to Teresa?" She asked, her eyes moving between the twins. “She was cursing and shoving everyone from her way earlier."

The girls trailing her looked like her little clones. She stopped right in front of us, her bright blue eyes scanning me from head to toe. "You’re my boyfriend Axel’s new step-sister," Tiffany said. Her lips curved into a picture-perfect smile that didn't reach her eyes at all. "Mila, right?" "Yeah," I managed to swallow past the lump in my throat. "Mila." "Nice to meet you!" she chirped sweetly, placing a pink manicured hand over her chest. Her eyes darted toward Princess and Paris. "If you need help with anything at all, you can always come to me, okay?"

Liam said in a loud voice. "Oh, Liam, I'm sorry," said Rica softly. "I just wanted to see you and--" "Twin, let's go to the bathroom and clean your feet. Look, your clothes are dirty," Liam said while helping the twin to their feet. He didn't pay any attention to Rica who looked confused and annoyed. Audrey approached the twins and examined their feet and hands carefully. Apart from the wounds from the fall two days ago, which had almost healed, there were no new injuries.

We started walking toward a massive shoe store, but before we could get too far our little bubble was broken by a high pitched screech. “BABES! What are you doing here? I thought you hated the mall. You never want to come shopping with me.” Kaley’s voice echoes across the large expanse of the stone mall hallways. Many people stopped to stare at her frantically, and not super gracefully, walking toward us in her dangerously high heels. I was kind of afraid of her hot pink tube skirt snapping off if she took too big of steps. The twins were in the middle of our group. So she had to push past Oliver, Sam and Mateo to get to them. They didn’t willingly get out of her way either.

Grayson gulped in secret as he lowered his gaze at Belle's feet. Belle had dainty feet and seemed to be a size six at most. They were slender, long, and very fair as well. Those feet probably hadn't seen much sun, so they were extremely fair. They were like high-quality porcelain dolls. A mere glimpse of them stirred a strong desire in Grayson. He wanted to own them! Grayson didn't know what Belle was trying to do. If she were truly out of her mind, she wouldn't have seduced him in such an obvious way.

She was locked onto the twins, blue light locking with blue light. “You know what I want,” she said, voice suddenly flat and brutal. “Send me the lost sisters and I’ll spare the others.” “Or what,” Zayla called, folding her own fear into a point sharp enough to pierce the chaos, “you’ll throw another tantrum?” Bella was already moving, circling, pulling the focus. Zayla breathed, feeling for Ari, feeling for the well of power beneath her nerves. She let it rise, let it heat her bones.

I sat up, heart racing. "What's wrong? Is it the baby? Are you" "Chicken feet," Bella said. I stared at her in the dark, my frame frozen. "What?" "I need chicken feet." She was sitting up beside me, fully awake, absolutely serious. "Right now, Caleb. I need them right now." I looked at the time on my phone. Two-fourteen in the morning. "Bella." "I know what time it is." "It's two in the morning." "I know." She looked at me with her eyes completely steady and utterly unapologetic. "I need chicken feet."