Bellatrix Book Description Novels & Stories

Before my system can reset from the concussive blow, his heavy combat boots begin raining down onto my ribs. "You absolute parasite! How dare your terminal disconnect from my tracking frequencies! My blades will terminate your existence tonight!" Cedric bellows, his eyes flashing with a blinding, lethal gold glow. A breathless groan of pure agony escapes my throat as my frame collapses flat onto the concrete floorboards.

Elena’s voice echoed again in her mind: “Confront the truth, no matter how ugly.” Bella swallowed the lump in her throat and turned toward the nearest shelf. There was a subtle groove along the edge—a mark she’d never noticed before. She pressed the card against it. A faint click broke the silence. Then a low hum, soft but unmistakable, as a section of the bookshelves began to shift backward. The sound was masked easily by the city’s endless hum outside, but to Bella it felt deafening. The ten-foot wall of books moved away from her, revealing a narrow passage. Cold light spilled from inside, sterile and metallic.

Marretje adds when she sees me stare longer than necessary at the books; little does she know that I have less interest in reading. I have my hands on the drawing in no time, my fingers neatly trailing the stained, softened edges of the paper. Something about the rough sketch etches a feeling of familiarity with it, but I am not certain if Katelyn once showed it to me. Without warning, my head pulls back and my hands freeze, a bright white light flashing in front of my eyes before I could blink twice. My neck seems to snap from the force that is. I am lost—somewhere in a cold acre full of ice and snow, so much snow that I struggle to keep my legs steady.

He answered, dissapearing in a light green blinding light. "Whoa!" "Wonders shall never end." "First someone appears and disappears in a thick red smoke, then boom! another one disappears in a light green blinding light." Elinda talked to herself while pacing in the room. Again, she found herself drawn to the weird picture on the wall, and she took it down to get a closer look at it. When she immediately touched it, the walls behind it opened, displaying a small red cabinet. Out of curiosity, she opened the cabinet and found two golden bottles, which she immediately opened. She inhaled its contents, and a surprise gasp left her mouth. Blood! was what was in there.

She quickly dried her tears with tissue paper after arriving at their mansion. --- Eloisa POV "Follow her!", I quickly called Brian and his friends to do a task for me. I had a bad feeling about this woman Greta Stone. I know she's hiding a very great secret. " Find out where she came from? Everything about her, I need to know, understand!", I added before I turned off my phone.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN: Azrael's POV: There was something about being told ‘no.’ That made people think ‘yes.’ Always this strong pull to things that are forbidden—like her. In my defense, Nyla told me all those strange things about her and only succeeded in making me more curious about her. Who exactly was this feisty little redhead? Why was she scentless? How could she have outsmarted the moon goddess? Something was wrong somewhere. And I plan to know what that is whether or not the goddess approves.

Legs crossed, silky robe wrapped around my frame, staring at the mirror like it was a stranger I owed an apology to. I barely recognized myself anymore. Gone was the glimmer. The soft glow I used to pride myself on had dulled, like a lightbulb coated in dust. My eyes were hollow, haunted, maybe, but somewhere beneath the wreckage, I felt something stir. Not sadness. Not rage. Not even regret. Something more dangerous. Resolve. Allison was bustling behind me, her curls bouncing as she dug through a drawer like a woman on a mission. She held up a comb like a sword.

Katy stands up lifting her top, Demitri's eyes widening. "Because I am fat mum, big ugly and fat." She sits down crying, Alena clearly freaking out herself. "You're not fat, you're pregnant and you are not ugly Katy, god why can't you have just been normal?" I look at Alena, that was too far, but I will take a step back now they know. "Normal like Issy? Nose in her book, not even looking at a boy until she 30 and a life that sucks?" "Don't start on me because you're too dumb and got pregnant." Issy looks at her.

Beautiful, smart and unbelievably charming, but still just a human. After a while of watching Alex’s progress, Blake pulls his girl to one of the empty beds, sitting against the wall with Lia between his outstretched legs, leaning onto his chest. The young human girl casually takes out the witch’s journal and reads it, ignoring the guards’ imploring looks. As Lia goes over the contents of Thalia’s journal, Blake glances over her shoulder, only to realize that he can see what’s written inside the small book. “Why can I read it?” He whispers into Lia’s ear.

The sharp piece of glass itself turned and straight strikes back to Nikona's father and pierced through his throat. My mouth hung open in shock.I look between Drax and Zion who were stunned. “How did you do that?” Zion asked. “I didn't…” I mumbled out, my heart rate accelerating as I find something absolutely strange crawling at the back of my neck. “Elysia” Drax called out, concern shimmering in his eyes as he stepped away from Nikona's lifeless body to approach me. “Who are you?” I asked, knowing that there's something or someone behind this.I can't keep on ignoring it.