Belle Da Costa Greene Mother Novels & Stories

he orders and I reluctantly do as he says, his gaze burning Grean, “And you, whoever you are, get out of his room.” “Excuse my intrusion,” he comments sadly, smiles and extends his hand to my mother, “I'm Grean Elordi.” Mom, she wasn't my mom at that moment, she changed, she turned pale, her mouth went dry and I think she even had a breakdown. She sensed that she would faint suddenly. “It can't be…” he whispers weakly, looking at Grean as if he were, what do I know, a resurrected person.

The person said again, and Arlene looked up to see a light skinned slender girl in a tight leather leopard skin skirt, mesh black top and gladiator sandals. Her face was familiar but Arlene couldn’t place it, “I’m Faith Tono,” she said extending a hand which Arlene accepted reluctantly. When they broke from the hand shake, Arlene reached for her tote bag and pulled out her history note. Faith thanked her for the book, and they exchanged contact incase something happened with the note. Once Faith left, Arlene took out her locket again and glanced at it for the last time before putting it in her bag.

Silver streaks thread through her once chestnut hair, pulled into a severe bun, underscoring her no-nonsense demeanor. The woman glanced around the room and let out a cold chuckle, “One lady knelt on the floor and another lady insulted…Queen Aurora, aren’t you nice to your subjects or what?” Aurora narrowed her eyes…Who the hell was she? Belle leaned in and whispered into her ears, “That is Elder Medline, from the House of Dark, Issa’s mom…and—” She paused, and then added in an awe-stricken voice, “—Westin’s godmother.”

Then I returned my gaze back to the woman. My jaws came apart at first sight. I had imagined the Queen Mother to be some sort of hideous and grotesque-looking woman. But I had met the complete opposite of it. She stood tall as her royal blue gown flooded the floor, adorned with a diamond necklace and bangles. Her eyes were like a maze, with a flickering colour of green. I was almost lost in them. She had an oval-looking face, clear with no spots, with long eyelashes and green and black hair that fell over her shoulder. Although she had aged, she was the most beautiful woman I had ever set my eyes on.

She looked stunning in her black dress and her red lipstick seemed to make a statement and spell out the word, "main character." The crew stared in surprise, stunned, whispering to themselves as they recognized her, the legendary actress - Grace Daniel Evans, Bella's mum. She walked in with confidence, her eyes fixed on her daughter who didn't seem that pleased to see her. "The one and only Grace Daniels? Ohh my goodness, it's an honor to be graced with your presence." Justin the shoot director remarked. "Can I have a picture with you" another crew member asked.

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST *** DENISHA *** "Hello everyone, I am Lady Bella Ramirez. Chairman Kim's daughter in law and I would be representing him in this meeting" she said and I almost died of an heart attack. This is Amber. Amber is the daughter in law of chairman Kim? what is even going on here? she's supposed to be dead. I killed her. I watched the building explode. could it be possible that she survived? She can't survive. she was literally unconscious when I left her to die. is my mind playing games with me now!

“Damn. Just her name already makes my butt tingle. When is it? Now? Should we cut class?” “Idiot! It’s tonight. At our bar,” Green said. Jeygreen Xris Gutierrez, known simply as Green, was born into a life of luxury. His mother was a businesswoman who married a wealthy Portuguese heir to Hacienda Gutierrez in Portugal. Green’s father was an excellent sommelier, and this expertise led the family to establish a wine business in the Philippines, becoming one of the country’s top distributors of fine wine. Green had inherited his father’s skills and, even at a young age, was already adept at identifying quality wines.

Jacob said, looking at Andrea with a smile. "Look who we have here. He finally remembers his mother," Mrs. Jones said happily as she walked over to them and gave Jacob a hug. Mrs. Jones, who is in her late forties, has stunning emerald green eyes and soft, chestnut hair that stops just above her shoulders. She caught Andrea's attention in a multicolored floral dress that highlighted her fair complexion. Even Andrea couldn't help but feel intimidated by her beauty. Andrea's smile slowly faded away, and a faint gasp escaped her lips as recognition finally dawned on her: "Her? The lady I met at the boutique is Jacob's mom."She thought to herself inwardly.

“Yes, well, Mommy just wants to do a good job and provide for us. If I get this job, we can have a bigger house, and you guys can go to the best schools.” “We don’t care about houses or schools,” Luna said, munching on her toast. “We just want you to be happy, Mommy. And less tired.” Her small voice was calm but sincere, making Belle pause for a brief moment as warmth quietly softened her expression. Her heart melted. She leaned over and kissed all three of them on the forehead. “You three are my everything. Now, finish up. Mrs. Garcia is coming to watch you while I go meet them.” The Blackwood's Group headquarters was a towering glass monument that seemed to scrape the sky. Belle stood at t

She gestured for us to enter. The room was grand and gleaming. Everything looked meticulously arranged and impeccably beautiful. My eyes darted around, taking it all in, until they landed on a chair. A man sat there, slumped heavily, and beside him stood a woman who exuded an air of wealth. She was flawless, her appearance screaming money. And then I saw it – the resemblance between us. Her fiery red hair, the shape of her nose, the way her lips curved… my mother. "I have your guest here, Mr. DaCosta," Gracie announced.