Belle Morte Novels & Stories

Panic flashes in his eyes and he suddenly shifts into his wolf form. Nothing stops us. He's nothing but weak and whimpering prey at this point. We tear into his pelt his rotten blood spraying onto the bark of the trees behind us. Soon, Belle lands a killing blow by biting hard into his neck. However, she steps back and shakes out our pelt letting him bleed to death rather than putting him out of his misery. Why not make him suffer for his crimes against Hazel?

She swiped at the closest wolf, slicing his under belly and then turned towards the final rogue. He started to bow to her, backing up and pleading for his life. Belle continued to walk towards him, and before I could say wait, she leapt on the back of the rogue and snapped his neck. Belle was panting, but she had singlehandedly managed to kill six larger sized rogues on her own.

"When Zol captured you we had no other option but to change you. It was Steph, well it had to be Steph. Zol just triggered him. Look at these holes. It’s where Stephen bit you. It’s similar to Blaze but these mere holes soon turn into spots. But the bond mark by Blaze will be prominent as the sun. It’s like an arc carved on your skin. A permanent tattoo. When a Vampire turns you, the venom in your system blocks everything. It stops your heart. It stops your blood flow. Letting your body adjust to the change. Hence the answer to your question. You wont breathe anymore. Your heart wont beat anymore. You are reborn without a heartbeat. You... Are no more human". Zee held his hand. They were all

someone growls over my shoulder, the tone has a no nonsense effect to it, all humor dead to it. The trembling hands holding me disappear, the sound of feet running echoing in my earshot. “Belle, I said run, dammit I said get out of here!” Camilla screams, my attention drawing to the hammer in her hands dripping with blood, just like her clothes. My vision begins to blur, darkness consuming me as I fall to my assumed death, but it never comes.

Belle opened her mouth to speak but our commander entered just then and began to address us. _______________ “Morning everyone. We have a problem” he displayed a picture on the office projector. “We've recently been getting complaints on the death of many people whose bodies are being found on the gates of that old cursed house with strange marks on their necks.” A picture of a dead man came on the screen and he zoomed in to make his neck visible. Everybody gasped and Hadassah exchanged glances with Belle. “It is speculated to be an insect bite but what type of insect leaves this mark”

I turn another page and my hands go still. The header is in Italian, neat and unhurried. Authorization code, Palermo operation. Beneath it, a string of numbers and letters that mean nothing to me, and beneath that, a date. Two years ago. The date Lorenzo Armenise was killed. And below the date, in the same careful script, a single word. Target. And the target’s surname is Armenise.

The cliff was calling to me, so I stretched my wings and flew there without thinking. It was a truly horrid sight. "No," I pleaded. "Father, no," I couldn't believe what I was seeing. "Please, don't let this be true." Belle had no life. As I approached her, I shivered with fear. Her blood was still trickling, and her soiled hair swayed gracefully in the breeze. She'd been pierced through the stomach with a spear. The pungent stench of her blood filled my nostrils, and the sight of her lifeless body made me sick to my stomach. I wiped my tears away and brought my palm up to her face, moving her hair.

Belle instantly killed the idea of Lucas accompanying her. Belle crouched down behind the pillar and targeted the bulky python. But before she could press the trigger, that python opened his enormous mouth and lunged at Belle. "Very good. You sure are hostile to your guests." Belle dodges the deathly attack from the python. As if sensing someone, the python wiggled its tail and trapped Belle's feet. Belle knitted her eyebrows. She could feel the pain from the squeeze. Belle closed her eyes before opening them again with a murderous intent clouding over her. She pulled out the PF92 from her waist and shot the python straight in his mouth. Blood with saliva dripped down from the mouth of the p

d i e. J u n g~ W h a t... a... f a m i l y... d r a m a. Veer~ W h e r e .. i s... b e l l a? Bella~ That Giselle again ran away for that wolf spirit. She is wishing for her own death. ......

Ben told him again. "She's dead. I know I'm smiling but I'm not joking. Your Belle is dead. She died while you watched, can't you remember? I made you watch the car she was in go up in flames." Richard ended his words with broken laughter while Ben squinted his tired eyes at him. "Belle is dead?" Alex asked no one in particular as she tried to hide her joy. "Tie her up," he ordered and Alex looked around to see who the ‘her’ was but then realized she was the only female around.