Bellatrix Fanart Novels & Stories

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.”

ALEX I found Bella in the art studio three days after our conversation about BDSM. She'd been spending more time there, slowly reclaiming the part of herself Marcus had tried to destroy. Today she was working on a painting—abstract swirls of color that somehow managed to convey both chaos and hope. "It's beautiful," I said from the doorway. She startled, paintbrush splattering blue across the canvas. "I didn't hear you." "Sorry. Habit from the military—quiet footsteps." I crossed to stand beside her, studying the painting. "What does it represent?"

asked Selene " it's been over one thousand years since we last saw each other, I think it's time my mate and I have a chat" Bellatrix said and desipeard " mate?" the people in the room where shocked to hear that those two were actually mates, they knew the devil was Celeas father but they thought of it as a simple affair not actual mates, a mate bond between a devil and a godess was never heard of

Bellatrix's words of fury laced with nice amounts of insults shocked the crowd and riled the person it was directed to. "Oh, dear, you will regret ever saying those words to me, you filthy omega," the blonde female was of Upsilon descent. Her eyes glowed a pink color and her canines grew longer at the same time as her nails. Many became very interested in watching this fight... Or rather the impending doomed fate of this ugly and yet pompous Omega breeder before them.

“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.

"They taste better than aquar. Perhaps I should've roasted that piece first. You should try it." She sighed, but then she smiled. "No thanks. I'm good with the radiance transfer." "Well, I like that too," his eyes narrowed in wicked hunger. He sniffed the air and concentrated on the sounds. "There's another one in the city." Bellera looked around one more time, appreciating the serene ambiance of the woods. She then followed Lewtant towards the city. She casually copied the face of the girl Lewtant just killed. She didn't think the feeble Earthlings would be able to ignore a Welkin, green-skinned, dressed in crystals and flaring Altarian Radiance running around town. She caught a glimpse of

My ears perked up, and I glanced everywhere until I found those piercing violet eyes glaring at me with evil hatred. I growled, making Ty snap out of his kissing frenzy. Be looks at me concerned and then sees my gaze frozen on a certain silver-haired girl. He sighs, looking back at me. "Whatever it is, I know... But don't do anything. Not yet, at least... Ok? Patients baby... Patients." he says as he hugs me, making amethyst whimper. 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨

Bella Chapter 3 Her two little angels looks like same Siddhant and Eashan. Both her babies are healthy and cute boys. Both look same but their eyes color was different one Had black eyes just like Maya and another one chocolaty like father.. dark black curly hair and dimple chin was more attractive. Bella finally got her favourite toys!!!

Ronnie Anne said warmly, leading Brixlee into her opulent penthouse. Brixlee slowly took her seat on the plush cushion, feeling a sense of awe at the sight that greeted her. The interior was adorned with beautiful pieces of art, reflecting Ronnie Anne's undeniable talent. Her eyes were drawn to one particular painting, which exuded an air of mystery. Two women, with long, flowing hair, stood side by side in the artwork, their faces deliberately absent. Despite the absence of facial features, the painting emitted a sense of serenity and peace, captivating Brixlee's attention.

her room, and we agreed to meet up later once she took some rest. "It's Bella, right?" Gabriel asked me as we walked towards his room. I just nodded a yes. "Is it short for Isabella?" No, my name is Bellatrix," I answered. "Wow, that's a beautiful name. Your name is from the Latin word meaning Female Warrior." What is this guy, a braniac or walking encyclopedia? I had no clue about the meaning behind my name. I just knew that my grams had named me. "Thanks for the compliment, but honestly, I never took the time to look up the meaning of the name my grams chose for me," I told him shyly. "We're here, I hope this room meets your satisfaction. Give me a shout if there is anything you need," I