Belle's Eyes Novels & Stories

"I hope you're not a minor, kitten? I don't wish to commit two sins together." "Fuck! I can't wait to taste you." "Bend on your knees and spread those legs, kitten! I want to see all of you." Some desires should never be touched. They burn too brightly, shine too dangerously, leave marks you can’t hide and once tasted, they consume everything. Forbidden fruit tastes sweet, they say. But they never mention the burn that follows, how addictive it is, the filthy obsession that settles in your bones. That’s what he was, a sin she couldn’t resist, a danger she wanted to fall into again and again. Katherine Smith, 19 years old, all-American innocence with her long light brown hair and piercing blue eyes. But her body tells a different, more provocative story, lush, curved and ripe, a woman’s voluptuous form that belies her youthful gaze. Her not-so-happening life takes a turn with the arrival of Vincent Morris, her mother’s 36 years old step-brother. Vincent is a storm given human form, tall, powerfully built with dark blond hair and watchful brown eyes that seem to see through every polite pretense. He knew it was illicit, she knew it was wrong, both of them knew it was forbidden, but they couldn't stop themselves from that intoxicating desire. Vincent, the older, dominant guide, introduces Katherine to the art of power that comes from acknowledging desire, to a world where pleasure is a transaction, a language. He teaches her that her body is a formidable instrument and he shows her how to play it. It's all about indulging in those hidden cravings with no boundaries, where pleasure knows no limits and desire is the only rule. Dive into the world of love, lust and forbidden desire.

He thrust in with a force that snatched my breath for a minute. “Arghh!!!” I groaned out feeling my eyes burning with unshed tears. But I had to cool it off. I'm nothing but a collateral exchange for my dad. In exchange of favours, he hands me off to the new Alpha of our park. This has been my life for years. Not being able to change to a wolf since I came of age has hit my family hard, as the only child I feel I've let my family down which is why I deserve this type of treatment. “Yeah Aria!” He groaned, releasing inside of me. Feeling relieved that it's over, as Bale stood up, I quickly stood up and rushed to go out, Bale was once someone I thought was a friend before he inherited the Alpha title from his dad who died after they tried to attack another pack, my dad who's nothing but a coward fled and left the Alpha to his death. Walking through the forest to my house, the thought to run away crossed my mind for the 100th time. On getting home, everywhere was eerily quiet, I walked to my room and stopped in shock, seeing the broad back of a shirtless man, he turned towards me holding the dress I changed from yesterday, before I could blink he was already in my front, the pull I felt towards him was so strong and I couldn't tear my eyes away from his deep blue eyes. “Why do you smell like mine and at the same time smell like you've been with another man?” He barked out, anger covering his features. I whimpered and cowered in fear. “You're coming with me!” Was the last thing I heard before I lost consciousness.

One night changes everything for Bella when she wakes up with no memory, only to catch her mate in bed with her cousin. Heartbroken and humiliated, she runs straight into the arms of her enemy, who is supposed to be dangerous, untouchable… yet when his eyes meet hers, something awakens inside her that refuses to be ignored.

“I love you” I whispered and he went rigid, his head snapped up and his blue eyes darkened. “Don’t you ever say that” he growled, clenching his fist “Why?” I asked and held his hand, he averted his gaze, staring at his former love grave. “I can’t love” he said, “I am just a zombie, My heart died with her years ago” Arthur said, pointing at the grave, he looked at me studying my face, “Just don’t say that again please” “It’s okay” I said softly, “But it just don’t change the fact that I love you. And I am ready to be a good wife” I said, Arthur gaze hardened. “That’s your problem,” Arthur said, “I don’t want you to say that, and know your place” His statement hurt, but I faked a smile, and he nodded and walked away, I stared at his lover’s grave and dropped my necklace on it. Maybe she was worthy to wear that more than I.

After she is betrayed by her mate and stabbed, Selene finds herself at the gates of death, a desperate plea is made, all she needs is one more chance to come back and get her revenge on the mate who betrayed her and had her killed. Her wish is granted but there is a steep price to pay. Along comes the handsome and charming Tristan and their connection is instantly magical, while Tristan sees a mate, Selene sees a tool, ultimately to be used and discarded. There are twists and turns, love blooms, and in the end, Selene has to decide which is more important the heart of the man she loves, or her burning desire for revenge.

Katelyn is a sweet 19 year old girl whose life exists only inside the luxury of her mansion. This arrangement was done by her father to keep her safe from his foes in the Mafia. Her life takes a major turn when Don Quisito, her father's trusted friend, blackmails her to sleep with him. He threatens to expose a secret of hers that only he knew. Afraid and desperate to save her dignity, the girl fights him back in every way possible. Her attempts to get back at him always lands her in trouble; But guess who appears as her knight in shining armor all the time? Despite her hatred, she finds herself attracted to the way he cares for her when they are together. She is affected by the possessiveness of his touch and the warmth in his deep blue eyes when he looks at her. But she is not sure whether he would follow through the promises offered by his kisses. There was a good chance that she might end up being heart broken and alone, just like in the beginning. The ruthless Don is a mysterious person who has eyes only for her. He gives her a taste of freedom that she craved for over a long time. But the man came to her life with a purpose. Even his blackmail was a means to an end. Once his duty is fulfilled, would he have to leave her or would he get a chance to make her his? There are buried secrets from the past that awaits Katelyn but the real question is, when everything is revealed, will it be too late for her to salvage the love of her life?

*Excerpt* “You don't understand, Xavier," I take a step back, “Brandon will find me. He always does. And when he finds me this time, he'll kill you. As much as I want to be free of him, this isn't the way.” “I'll protect you–” “You're not listening to me. I'm not worried about me. If he catches us, he'll just punish me but he won't kill me. I'm too important to him. But you…” My throat closes up as I turn to leave, but Xavier grabs me by the elbow as I push back the door. I turn to look at him, my heart aching for us. There's a cold indifference in his eyes though, and for the first time ever, I'm scared of what he's capable of. “We can do this the hard way or the easy way, Audrey. All I know is that I'm not leaving you here.” *** Audrey Watson has been scared of dreaming about a better life, because as the saying goes, dreams are for losers. But Xavier came to the scene as her knight, albeit one with rude behavior. This was it, her better life. Or so she thought. Little did she know that this was basically a new chapter of hard decisions and regrets. They always say that when life gives you lemons, you should make lemonade out of them. But what if life gives you bitter kola instead? How do you go about making it into something sweet? Find out more about Audrey and Xavier's journey in this captivating novel.

“Are you sure you weren’t hurt?” Klara giggled as his breath tickled her neck. She wants to eat first, she’s starving. “You didn’t rape me this time moron” Ralph narrowed his eyes looking at the woman beneath him who is gloating over his misery. He knew he’s wrong to force her but….he could never erase this stain from his life ever. “So you are alright” “Perfectly” “Good” Ralph dipped his head down capturing her lips and spread her legs wide settling between them. “Let’s go for round two” “But I am hungry” “You starved me for so long little wolf” He sucked her nipple hard making her groan in pleasure. “Make it quick” She whispered hurriedly crashing her lips on him... A tragedy that drifted two souls apart and years of waiting to meet the destined half. But there came more obstacles that pushed them further away. One is waiting and wanting to avenge his parents, to wreak vengeance on once his family while the other is determined to reunite her loved ones by hook or by crook. .............. The leader of BlackWolf - A powerful and dangerous mafia clan in Cylantra, The Backbone city of the dark world- Ralph Erikson, is a ruthless and a merciless soul, full of vengeance. But he will never touch or harm an innocent being as those are the rules set by him and must be followed by his clan men. Though he made an exception for a girl. Fiona Wilson is too violent for her own age and of course that landed her in the hands of the devil of Cylantra. With a secret desperate to hide and a motive without any plan, she faced her once (or still!?) fiancée.

“Its over between us Serah. I have found a better woman than you. You are dead to me. Just get out of my house. I never want to see you again.” Brian, the man whom I love the most in this world says to me. I leave his house in a freezing cold weather. I walk on the cold streets until my body could not take it anymore. The next time I open my eyes I find myself in the hospital and the doctors reveal to me the most shocking news.

I was born in a happy family with a loving parents and a caring brother until everything fall down into ruins caused by a mere misunderstanding and lies. My ignorance and foolishness puts oil into the fire as I feign to be the victim and keep my heart sealed off any truth. I point my blade to my loved one and keep my eyes shut towards what has happen. As time pass my heart turn frozen, regret filled in as it was him, laying on my hand soaked in his own blood, turning limp and blue. I cried but will my tears cover up for my retributions?