Bellatrix Lestrange Family Novels & Stories

Sleep never truly came that night. Estella eventually drifted off sometime after three in the morning, curled beneath a blanket on the sofa with her laptop still glowing on the coffee table. The Strategic Family Alliance Proposal remained open on the screen. Benedict Deveraux Kennington. Orlando Laurent Bernardi. Two names. Two men. Two families. And somehow every road she followed seemed to lead back to them. The next morning, she woke with a stiff neck and an even heavier mind.

Tears of black rage spill over her dark eyelashes as she stares at the cold tile beneath her hands. Her family took her dignity, her reputation, and now her mother. She will not return to Harborwick Island as a victim. She will stay in Sterling City until every single person who drove her mother to her death bleeds for what they did. Before she can stand up, the quiet mortuary doors burst open. Harrison Beckett steps into the room, flanked by four armed alpha enforcers wearing the crest of the Sterling Family. "Elowen Hartwell," Harrison announces, his tone cold and unyielding. "High Alpha Calloway Sterling has issued a direct command. You are to be brought to his private sanctuary at the St

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.

“Willie, what’s the matter with you? Why do you look so distressed?” “Mom… That b*tch’s mother is a member of a noble family known as the de Armas.” Leila looked shocked. “What are you talking about?” Willow grabbed her mother’s hand agitatedly and recounted what happened earlier today. Leila was even more shocked than her. She even picked up the bracelet that Willow was wearing and took a glance at it. ‘Mr. Lucas actually thought Willow was Marina’s daughter just because of Marina’s bracelet! ‘D*mn! That b*tch turns out to be a noblewoman! She’s a member of the nobility of Stoslo, which is also related to the royal family. That’s something that the Vanderbilts can never compete with in this

The words stalled Camille's brain completely. "The Lexus family?" Camille repeated. Her voice lost all of its casual annoyance. "Yes," Driana said. "Apparently, they treated him terribly. Kept him hidden away, treated him worse than an outsider. Then out of nowhere, Victoria Sterling claims him as her nephew and the son of Marcus sterling, , and hands him a massive amount of power." Camille sat perfectly still. This was all new to her and it didn't make any sense. ——— Meanwhile, Maxwell was halfway back to the main highway when the display on his dashboard lit up showing an Incoming call from Hazel.

"Then you marry him." Leila's crying stopped abruptly. Feeling her parents' and brothers' greedy, wavering gazes falling on her, afraid they might actually push her forward, she rolled her eyes back and "fainted" dramatically. Bella hissed at Diana in a whisper, "You ungrateful wretch! Without the York family, you wouldn't even qualify to be a substitute bride for the Russell family!" "What did you say? Speak up, I can't hear you." "You—!" Bella trembled with rage. "I truly regret giving birth to you!"

Bellatrix entered but she didn’t follow. Some answers? She doesn't remember much but the part where Caleb saw her getting choked to death is that she even saw a baby on the crib getting killed as well. A woman with blonde hair was lying in a pool of blood. She realized that Caleb pulled her up as they followed Bella. “How about the Music Box?” Monique asked as they went to Bella’s room. Some of it was still there, it wasn’t as burned as others. “Nothing,” Bellatrix mumbled. “I couldn’t find the relic in my room.” She said, “We don’t want to break it, right? We don’t want our mates to have bastards.”

Bellatrix turned to Nicholas's coffin, forced a smile and said, "You certainly weren't happy to see me here, huh? Did you think I'd hide in a corner of the room?" Bellatrix leaned a little more and whispered, "I know you can hear. Listen, I'm not afraid of you, Nicholas Kurigin. Oh darn! What is your real lineage title? I'm sure it's not Kurigin. Um, Lucifer? Nicholas Lucifer. Wow! The name fits well. Satan's cousin.” Nicholas smiled quietly. The smile could be clearly seen on his sleeping face. It’s true, he can hear everything. Bellatrix stood up straight.

“I will list out a few terms. You must pick four of the ones that seem favourable to you. Note also that the first and last options are mandatory. Understood?” “Yes,” Anslan nodded, his heart already beating erratically in his chest as he awaited what she would say. "Anslan," Bellatrix paused while fixing her gaze on him. The silence was deafening and tense. Finally, she spoke, "Firstly, I want you to personally whip her," she pointed at Helene, "...a hundred lashes with the same whip used on my mother. Make sure it’s laced with wolfsbane. Afterwards, throw her in a snake cage. This must be done tonight.”

She crossed her arms. “Fred, look at Ella. Such a spoiled brat. She let her daughter call some stranger gram.” Bellatrix told her husband. “That stranger is more of a grandmother to her than you will ever be. And cut the crap, Bellatrix. Your crocodile tears might work on my father, but not on me. You can manipulate him and convince him to force a decision on me, but I won’t ever let that happen. You and your daughter are done pushing me around.” Ella glared at both of them.