Bellatrix Doll Novels & Stories

"All of you, pick up and take all these things to the dressing room! Lift it up slowly and don't hit anything!" Bella ruled decisively. Then, she turned to Stella, who was still shocked. "Hold on!" Bella did not come alone, but with several male and female maids. Bella also came with Bastian. "Bastian! Bella! Please explain, what are all these?" Stella pointed to some things brought by the maids. She shook her head. "My dressing room is full of a wide variety of clothing models, shoes, bags, slippers, and accessories. Why do you guys bring so many things like this?"

Don't call me Bella. She was wearing this knitted cropped violet sweater and a really short skirt, it's our uniform, but she trimmed it to be really short. Pathetic, how could the teachers allow that? Her lips were pouty and firm full of lipgloss. I suppose it has a hundred layers of it. Her face is full of foundation and makeup, perfectly fitting her wavy brown hair. She could pass as a Bratz doll. Behind her were two girls whose arms were crossed. They were standing with their weight on one leg and an eyebrow raised at me.

~088 A Throne of Ashes The dress was silk. Charcoal grey with a collar high enough to command attention and heels sharp enough to double as weapons. Bella stared at her reflection in the long mirror inside the Cathedral's dressing suite, Elodie standing behind her with crossed arms and a no-nonsense look. "This feels like walking into my own execution," Bella muttered. "No," Elodie said. "This is you stepping onto a battlefield dressed like the queen they fear." Xavier entered quietly behind them. He looked at Bella for a long second, then smiled faintly.

Madame Dolly says before leaving. Bellatrix was afraid to live in an empty room with a young man alone, whether conscious or unconscious; he was still a man! She went and sat down on the little stool in front of him. The young man was breathing sluggishly; she listened cautiously to the sound. She laid eyes on the young man, with thick, smooth black hair on his head, a beardless, strong jaw, a high nose, a wide forehead, and lips that fit the whole face. Bellatrix was observing the young man's plump, half-waved eyebrows; she didn't realize when she leaned in to look at his face. Just then, her gaze settled on the young man's lips, where there was a smile on the corner.

He was dressed in pricey clothing and his beard was styled in a humorous way. “And this one here is called Bellatrix." the man said while pointing to her. "Her appearance may be frail, but she transforms into a seductress after a good clean. This Omega female can be molded to suit your needs, however 'special' they may be. And another good thing, she is mute,” the man described and she almost wanted to glare at him. Which eyes of his saw that she was mute? Or did he mean she would never talk back to her buyer or something?

His bones within him suddenly started quavering. This had always been his terror, his fear! It was the face that tortured his mind in for seven years! It was 'the vampire’ himself! His head was bald and the fair skin upon it tattooed with a 3D image of a viper with a tail which ran with branches straight into his eyes . His eyes were red. One could visibly see red clumps of blood in it , and red arteries forming a chain from his faint blue Iris to the extremes of his eyes. His lashes were full and scattered. Dark as black.

I mean I knew he was good looking before but now, seeing him all dressed up like I had never seen him before I was like star struck. He simply wore a pair of black skinny jeans, a read shirt and his curly hair was falling down his face. He wore a pair of red and black Nike shoes to go with his outfit, a leather strap Emporio Armani watch that look like it was custom made. I could see ‘Ballo’ engraved in gold at the sides. Damn! Was a good site to see. “Jesus, Camilla you are half way to drooling on my floors. I know am hot but can you please close your mouth.” He said with a bored expression on his face.

I wasn’t done with the one that I had started with, but my demon wanted the blood of Bradley more than anything. My eye’s caught him and he tripped over a black toolbox that he hadn’t seen behind him, and I walked directly to him, staring into his eyes, and discovering his sins, I discovered that he stole a snake and starved it to death, wanting to use its skin as a steering wheel cover. I shapeshifted into that very snake and wrapped myself around his body, strangling him slowly. One by one, the vertebrae in his back snapped, and my demon was smiling.

Yep, that's our routine sometimes. The door of Bella's room opened, revealing her. She was wearing a grey skirt and a grey long sleeve, the hotel's uniform where edge got assigned to. Her hair was in a low bun and she paired her outfit with a black closed three inches heel. She also have her template at her left chest where her name is. I whistled when I saw her. "Sexy," I playfully commented but that's the truth though. She's gorgeous and sexy on her outfit. "Yours is not bad," she eyed my from head to toe.

said Bella with a proud look on her face while watching her dauther Celea than made her mother spin, which took Bella by surprise " I didn't took you in the middle of this people so we could pose. Let's dance" Bella giggled once again and than presided to dance with her dauther Bellatrix wasn't completely clueless about the Romani culture, she watched them dance many times so she could fully enjoy this moment with her dauther.