Bellatrix Lestrange Books Novels & Stories

The words came out smooth like I was discussing the weather instead of ruining someone’s life. Elysia’s eyes widened for half a second before she burst into laughter. Loud, sharp laughter that bounced around the penthouse walls. “There’s my girl,” I murmured with satisfaction. Now she looked alive again. That wicked spark returned to her face immediately. “You’re insane,” she whispered almost admiringly. “I’m smart.” “No…” she laughed again. “You’re fucking terrifying.” Maybe I was. But terror kept people obedient. Callista had spent years believing she was untouchable because of her precious company and reputation. Avenoir. The empire she built with those delicate little hands.

As she turned to the final page, a small piece of paper caught her eye, prompting her to pick it up and read its content. It told her that unlocking the other 16 vine-locked books was a waste of time since she wouldn't be able to understand a word in them. It was also necessary for her to re-lock the vines of this book in her grasp and keep it safe. Someone would come to get them in a few days. At that juncture, Bellatrix itched to unleash a loud torrent of curses at the Alpha but at the crucial moment, her right hand instinctively clamped over her mouth, muffling her outburst.

She seemed like she was chasing someone and when I saw her coming towards Ethan's direction, I knew that the little girl must be her daughter and that would only mean that— “You moved on so quickly. Did you even care about me at all?” I scoffed. “You are no better than my stepmother - selfish , manipulative,” It was until now that Margaret noticed my presence in the room. Her stride faltered as she saw me and the next minute, fear flashed in her eyes before she regained her composure. “Lexi, you're…you're alive,” she stammered. She turned around to face me with a stunned expression, her shock mirroring her mother's.