Bellatrix Black Novels & Stories

They'd make a call up to one of the uniformed guards to run him off. "Yo, Beast! Check this out!" Carlos' brown face was split by a wide smile. Christopher walked over to the camera and did a double take. The pink lady—well she wasn't pink. She was a black lady; light skinned with light hair and eyes, maybe multi-racial. But she had moved to the treadmill. She had it set to a fast walk and what the guys were guffawing about was the way her butt bounced with each step. Damn…he watched for a moment before scowling and walking away. "You were down there with her. We were taking bets that she'd get one look at your big-ass and run," Roddy said with a smirk. "She was checking you out, dude."

Tall, dark red stilettos. She’s wearing a sating dress that clings onto her body perfectly, complemented by the dazzling jewelry around her neck and wrists. Her hair, her smile, her eyes, she looks incredible. I soon realise that she is not the woman I met last night. Something has changed, and her aura has shifted into something dangerous. Tristan’s body is still turned to me, but his eyes are fixed on Bella, with his lips slightly parted in awe. Her scent fills the room. “Miss Ward, please have a seat.”

“But before that, she’ll try to break me. Let her come. Let her try. It's going to hurt and you're going to fight. I'm going to push you away as much as I can, but you are going to need to stay with me. You're going to need to focus on my voice, on me, Carter, not on her.” Suddenly, Carter lunged, eyes glazed over, face twisted in pain and confusion. He grabbed me by the throat, shoving me back hard against the wall. “Lysandra!” Damon shouted. Delilah screamed. But I didn’t flinch. His claws scraped my skin, drawing blood. And I smiled. “This is the best you’ve got?” I hissed. “Come on, Tatiana. Show me who you really are. I thought that you were stronger than this. Is this the reputation th

Bellatrix was silent for a few seconds, on the podium, her fingers twitched ever so slightly before she answered. "That's correct, I am the ex wife of Mr. Cillian Alexander Laurent," She said and chuckled. "Except, I'm not late. I'm not dead, everyone can clearly see me standing here." A second passed, the silence in the room was so loud that for a second, Bellatrix felt her heart skip a beat. But there was no backing down. This was just the beginning and in order to drag Regina down, she needed to carry on down this path, no matter what.

At its center, suspended in a column of energy, hung a crystal sphere the size of a heart. Kaelira stepped forward, transfixed. “It’s alive.” Zevran’s voice dropped to a whisper. “The source of the Dominion’s experiments. The heart of the Black Moon.” The sphere pulsed once, and the tether between them yanked tight. Kaelira’s breath hitched; her knees buckled. Zevran lunged, catching her. “The bond’s reacting to it.” She pressed her forehead into his chest, trembling. “It’s calling me.”

A cab idled nearby, and she slid into the backseat, her voice trembling as she gave the driver the Black Viper’s address. The Black Viper was a stark contrast to Luca’s club, its exterior a fortress of black steel and tinted windows, pulsing with a darker, more dangerous energy. Bella’s outfit felt out of place as she stepped inside, the air thick with smoke and the low thrum of bass. Her shyness made her want to go back, but she straightened, channeling the confidence Victoria had praised. She was a Mancini, a Sartori, and she belonged here as much as anyone.

They could almost hear their united thought: how could a young woman they didn't even know stop a war that happened for more than ten years? Chloe sighed and turned around to point her thumb at the insignia of the Krystalline Palace's recognition of the Blood Star on the back of her robe. "I am the 27th Blood Star, Bellatrix of Orion," she announced. "Daughter of a Pure Blood, a member of the Rein Tribe." The Earth Krysts gasped, including the elder, and bowed their heads lower with their hands formed in the reverence of the Blood Star. "It seems they were knowledgeable of the Blood Star," Jucel noticed which made the Lady Terra smile.

“I need to. Zoey is inside. And Tyler might need help.” “With your condition, I think you are in no position to help anyone,” Bellatrix said. He chuckled weakly before handing the bottle to Hammond. “There’s no sickness that can make me stop from claiming my female tonight. I had waited for years — almost a decade — for this. I’ll be fine even if it means dragging my ass through the whole arena.” “Then you should go. Don’t worry about Tyler. Just make sure you get to your female and walk out of there together.” I told him.

“I stared at the girl who enticed me deeply. Though her clothes were wet because of the water that dripped from the clay pot on her head, she looked so beautiful. She resembles my dear late Nana, of whom I first saw the beauty of a black woman. She looked like a black angel. She had a portion of her plaited hair bound by a red ribbon, while the rest, fell about her arms, and even reached her waist. I have never seen a black woman with such an abundance of fine hair in my lifetime. She walked like a cat. I admire her more than any damsel I have ever seen. As fate happens, she turned around, and stared back at me. Our eyes met, her hazel-coloured eyes left me entranced, so I fell. Her pot of