Belle Adams Novels & Stories

of THE Madame Belle happens to be one of those special places that she’s invited to year after year because she is a very, very necessary part of it all. Which means all her haters will die of envy again this year. IN YOUR FACES BITCHES! “Yes, Madaaaame! Oh you don’t saaaayyyy! How lucky that amazing girl is to actually use jewelry from your first date with The Major! Good thing Bien won’t know… Oh, he does… He wiiiiiilll… Hmmmm… you are truuuuly shrewd and cunning Ma’am Belle… I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THE IDEAAAA!!! EEEEEEEE!!! Oh sorry, your ears… yes, I apologize... just got too excited!”

He left, and I sat down in the styling chair as a beautiful woman approached with a friendly smile. “So,” she said playfully, “I didn’t know you and Mr Knight were…” she winked. I chuckled and shook my head. “No. It’s nothing like that.” She relaxed. “Good. Hi, I’m Belle. I work as a makeup artist, hair stylist, and product tester for Sheill Beauty.” The name hit me like ice water. Belle. My smile stiffened. “I’m Lena,” I replied carefully. “I work at Harrington Company. I’m just friends with Mr Knight.”

Nor the fact that the store was closing. “Something’s not adding up,” I said to Adonis. I felt like we were no closer to solving the mystery than we had been back in San Francisco. Just then, the bell chimed behind us. “There she is,” the girl said. “Belle’s here.” Adonis and I both turned around. And all the puzzle pieces snapped into the place the moment I saw ‘Belle’. Or should I say, Beatrice.

The way she twisted her fingers was a simple act yet it brought sparks to my dead heart. “Now that your papa is gone, can I talk to you?” I asked. The words were strange in my mouth for I had never felt the need to seek or ask for anything from anyone. I was used to just taking. But with Belle, my very soul wanted only to do things that would make her feel comfortable. “Oh, and you can call me Adam.” She nodded, acknowledging my name and I caught her testing it out silently. When she was satisfied, she looked up and said, “Adam, I wanted to speak with you too. Shall we go to your study?”

From that moment they didn't argue with Elena anymore. Belle didn't have any friends in school, she have two body guard on her side. No one is allowed to go near her. Even a mosquito can't go near her. Many men wants to pursue her because of her beauty, but they back out when they saw that any person who talks to her get severe punishment from her body guard. But James was shocked one day Belle made a friend. It was Sharyana. James checked Sharyana's background, nothing is wrong. Sharyana is a kind person. Even though Belle's granny doesn't like her to have friend. Belle made her heart soften and agreed. Elena is happy seeing her grand daughter become happy. Elena only allowed Sharyana to

Belle’s mother would always say to her. Chapter 1: As the sun’s rays hit the earth with a rather subtle amount of heat, with the blue sky glistening in its light, Belle, a beautiful teenage girl with light brown eyes and dark long hair sat in an open field very close to her house. The flowers around were beautiful, bright and colorful. They moved in a way that it seemed like they were dancing to a tune which could only be heard by them. Belle sat on a cloth on the ground while she watched a movie on her cell phone.

Why am I still standing here? Adam Prince wonders as he stands inside the door watching the girl before him. Isabella Janette French. Bella. The idiot girl who gave up her life in exchange for her father's life. She is his prisoner, his captive. She belongs to Adam now. Her life is meant to be one of punishment and torment. He wanted to cause her pain and make her life a living hell for daring to trespass on his land. For defying his wishes and bothering him.

“Because we think he’s involved in the murder of someone close to me.” Mr. Adams blinked, the shock registering on his face. “Do you remember the exact date you found Bella?” I asked. “December 26, 1980,” he said after a moment’s thought. My mind raced. Could Matthew have kidnapped Bella from her biological parents? “Do you know where he lives now?” I asked. “Yes, not far from here,” Mr. Adams said. “About five miles away, in a blue house. It’s the oldest one in the area.”

He took deep breaths and he turned to June before flashing her a reassuring smile, he was going to take care of this pest right now and they would return to their painting. Belle ignored whatever it was that Jordan was doing and she walked closer to the bed to see her own daughter, in as much as she hated the fact that her little girl looked more like his director ather, those eyes. Those damn Hashim eyes that had been passed down from generations of Hashim girls up to her and now June, It was special gift that grandma Hadiza passed on to all f them. Belle wondered what her conservative grandmother would think of her now if she heard she abandoned a sick child and her husband for her career.

she mused, her smile widening. “With everyone on my side now, I can finally ruin you two…” She had intentionally gotten close to Adonis to figure out his weakness, but so far there seemed to be nothing. After seeing what happened to Adam, she knew she had to be extra careful. Why in the world did Adam go to Adonis’ room to kill him? Belle still wasn’t sure. That wasn’t her order. Her skill left a lasting mark on a person, but she needed to maintain proximity occasionally to ensure its effects remained active.