Bellatrix Novels & Stories

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

Bradley woke up, but I was invisible to him, he couldn’t hear me as I said his name or see me, even when I snapped my fingers in front of his face. All of a sudden, a bunch of animals came running towards him. Mostly reptiles, including one exceptionally large brown and tan colored rattlesnake, which slithered right through me as if I were a ghost and attacked Bradley, it enlarged in size, and it sunk its fangs into his neck and wrapped itself around his body.

"Remember" Benjamin moves his head in a no as Vera moves closer to him. Staring at his eyes, seeing them return to their heterochromic ones. Making the tip touch his neck, she makes it bleed. Saying her final words. "A Rebel will rise." . . . . "I will rise." And with this,she screams to finally do it. Blood sputtering on her face as the dagger cuts through the beasts neck. Seperating his head from his body. Staring at his lifeless eyes, she freezes. Her hands that held the dagger so firmly, loosening on it.

If mating with Tyler had heightened my senses, it had quadrupled by allowing Amethyst to take over and shift for the first time. I reached an empty mirror, and I gasped, feeling teary-eyed as I saw Amethyst for the first time. She's a giant white wolf with a long fluffy tail with delicate features—her eyes were as silver as mine. "Amethyst!" I choke out, feeling emotional. "You're- you're beautiful!" I say as I begin to cry, making her utter a happy whimper.

I have so many unanswered questions about this mysterious assassin. I spent the next week preparing for the formal event while also gathering what I could about assassins that were known. None of the information told me anything. I got a few well-known female assassin names. The number one was Phantom Reaper, second was Blade of Bracken (named after this city, Bracken’s Rock), and third was simply Death. Not very original, that one. By evening, it’s time for me to attend this despicable gala to network and attempt to secure funding for my next research project. I dress sharply in a black tuxedo, my white dress shirt is crisp, and I wear a neatly knotted black tie. My hair is usually always a

She had heard about his father before, so if he had learnt from his father, why wasn’t he recruited by her father? She shrugged. Her father did things his own way. VVVVV “So you just turn the canister like this” Takashi showed her. And the thing was actually making a small beeping noise. She refused to be impressed. “Then wait three seconds before you throw it” and he did that, and a gas cloud filled the area he threw it to. “What does it do?” “It stuns your opponent for a while. Temporary blindness just like multiple camera flashes”. “Okay, but I’ll still choose brass knuckles over this any day”.

“Do you think that I can’t do anything to you if you’re hiding in the bell?” “You can try, old witch!” At this moment, James’ voice came from inside the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell. Rebella became furious at being called an “old witch.” She slapped the bell with all her might. In an instant, the vast and majestic Genesis Power struck the bell, and a strange gray light erupted. Then, the terrifying force rebounded suddenly, instantly sending Rebella and the female powerhouses of the Timaeus Sect flying. Except for Rebella, the other powerhouses spewed blood one after another, each looking horrified. However, Rebella was even more furious. She struck again with a palm.

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.”

Why not Maleah, whom I loved with my entire being? I finally see Bastian's great tower sticking out of the clouds and put on an additional burst of speed. They will rue the day they messed with Laryn, the mightiest dragon to ever live. Bastian's red tail swoops out of a cloud and hits me upside the head. I shake my jaw and turn to seek the fucker who has disappeared into the clouds again. "Calm down, Laryn," he whispers into my mind.

Dressed entirely in black, his cold expression was added by a scar on his right eye. "Beelzebub, we won't go easy on you," Matthew declared with conviction. I was shocked that such a demon could possess such striking looks. Continuation Request Preview Novel — AlphaNovel Writer