Bella Winters Novels & Stories

Everyone could tell that he was in love with Bella, but she had treated him only as a friend. It's been two years since Bella worked at the Paris Fashion Firm, and her creations, like her company in Manhattan, New York City, are well-known across the world. Her designs have also been featured in Time publications, but no one knows what she looks like since she only uses her alias name and hides her true identity to avoid being tracked down by her friends and family. In addition to her English name, Bella, she also goes by the pseudonym Callista.

Everyone in high society whispered that Tristan Webster kept a tame, submissive trophy girlfriend on his arm. That image shattered at a yacht party when a newcomer pointed at me and asked the room, "Wait, isn't she the legendary woman who slept with Tristan's best friends in one night just to get back at him for cheating?" The room fell dead silent. Tristan's childhood friends sat around the poker table, their expressions unreadable. Tristan, however, simply swirled the wine in his glass and lounged against the leather sofa before casually beckoning me over. "Come here." I walked over without a word and lit his cigarette for him. "Sorry, she caused such a scene back then," he said smoo

I snap. Maddox gives me his back, nothing but repulsed by my words. "This happened to a young she-wolf, and you still ask for us to trust rogues near our borders? To allow them access to girls like this one?" Maddox shakes his head, disgusted. "The girl is called Winter, Maddox...she's a rogue." I admit, staring him dead the eyes so I see every emotion. The anger is expected, but now I see some fraction of guilt, the kind of look that tells me he is now undecided.

“Zayn MacQuoid, you can’t be this selfish! I’m working hard right now. I can’t have kids!” I compromised to quell her anger. I valued her career, but she resigned so that she could take care of Charles and Caleb better. Besides, she used the money I had saved for retirement for Caleb’s wedding. My leg hurt terribly during that winter, but I was too poor to see a doctor. Moreover, the temperature at home was freezing. It made me shiver. I tried calling Layla for money, but she hung up on me repeatedly. I could not hold on since I was old. In the end, I froze to death.

"And I heard our local 'I'm the woman's gift' honored you with a new, elegant nickname. What was it? Winter Queen? What do you think of such royal titles?" I rolled my eyes dramatically, though a shy smile slipped onto my lips. "Paul's a fool. That nickname is ridiculous." I took my order and paid, then chuckled to myself, "...and it's Bloodybelly comb Jelly." I revealed, and Delta burst out laughing. I used this moment to gather my sweets, escape, and settle into a cozy corner where the radiators provided the warmest comfort.

He leaned his forehead to hers as he started losing consciousness after feeling the poison burning in his blood. ******* Someone finding out that she’s his mate so fast only meant that they already put bugs around while the King was away. It’s time to clean up. Bella will surely take action now. Not just as the King’s fiancee but as a soldier who survived a lot of assassination. Bella couldn’t take her eyes off the girl named Winter. She doesn't speak. She knew sign language but she preferred to write on her notes since most people don’t know how to communicate with sign language.

During the police's chaotic sweep, I slipped through the passage to an alley behind the warehouse, where I changed into a plain T-shirt and jeans from my bag, pulling a cap low over my face. A beat-up sedan waited in the shadows. The window rolled down, revealing Wallace Pearson's weathered face. He used to be my mother's trusted driver, retiring after her death. I had contacted him right after my rebirth. "Miss, everything's ready," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. As the car left the city, I glanced back at the distant Winters Mansion, shrouded in twilight. From this moment, Eira Winters ceased to exist. Only an adversary, determined to reclaim her mother's legacy, remained.

Bella Chapter 13 After spending time with family Maya is back with her 3 kids. Krish is on business trip again for some more moths he will be not here. Next morning she got up early but Siddant was unwell so he skipped his schooling. She called Unt Maria her kida care taker and she was happy to spend her time with Sid baba.. for other two she packed their lunch boxes and after breakfast she sent kids to school. Bella was in grade 2 and she was studying in girl so first she dropped her to school then she moved st. John’s boys school. She dropped her Munchkin and left to work after promising pizza treat to all the evening.

The car moved through Saturday afternoon traffic, slower than at night, the city going about its weekend business, people on sidewalks, a farmers market on one corner. "She knew every word," he said quietly after a while, so as not to wake her. "She practiced for two weeks," I said. "Gerald heard it approximately forty times." "He seemed to hold up well." "Gerald is stoic." "She found us immediately," he said. "When she came out." "She always finds her people." He was quiet for a moment, something moving through his expression that was private and careful and very present. "I missed the winter one," he said. "The flowers weren't…" He stopped.

Autumn’s voice cracked, “For a week now, I’ve seen the same dream. A man calls me his wife. He’s cold. Dangerous. I’m terrified.” The priestess placed her hands on Autumn’s temples. “Because he was your husband… in a life you no longer remember.” The torches dimmed. Light shimmered in a glowing circle around them. Visions began to swirl like mist, and the past unfolded before their eyes. Flashback Her name had once been Bella—an omega born under a rare celestial sign, blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. It was said Bella’s soul held a power unlike any other, a divine light meant to balance darkness.