Belle's Sisters Novels & Stories

“In the Beast Realm, you may choose one of two paths. A Warrior Female will gain strength, claws, speed, and the power to hunt. A Blessed Female will gain rare fertility and a scent that attracts powerful males.” Before the Beast God could say more, Selene stepped forward. “I choose Blessed Female.” Her voice was almost eager. “And I want Theron, Darius, and Lucan as my mates.” The Beast God lowered its golden eyes. “Once fate is carved, it cannot be undone.” “I won’t regret it.” Selene turned to me with a smile I knew too well. “Sister, this time, the Queen Consort’s seat belongs to me.” Then she pointed toward the other side of the platform.

Alexander stopped without turning around. “This doesn’t concern you.” Amelia frowned at that. “My sister disappears every other day and somehow my life gets worse every time she does.” He finally looked at her squarely as he said. “It still doesn’t concern you.” She folded her arms. “It concerns me the moment she uses my name.” Neither of them spoke as the tension seemed to rise within their space and Bianca glanced between them before hiding a smile. Finally Alexander sighed. “Get in the car.” Amelia raised an eyebrow at Hiw he folded instantly but she couldn’t help but want to taunt him.

The girl squeals, looking at me. “Hi, I’m Belle. I’m Nathan’s not-biological younger sister. He’s basically like a big brother.” She gave a huge smile and kept gushing over me. She was really cute. I glanced over at Sophia, who looked like she wanted to tell her to get lost. Sophia let out an over exaggerated sigh, “Now darling, you wouldn’t want to keep your boyfriend waiting, now would you?” “Or can we come sit here?” She asks, looking at Nathan excitedly.

My name was Elsie Rivers, and I was a freshman in the dance department at an arts academy. I looked like I was born to dance, with curves in all the right places, a slim waist, and especially long legs that drew eyes wherever I went. Walking down the street, I could easily make any man hard if the breeze just lifted my skirt ever so slightly. Because of that, people called me the kind of campus beauty that only came around once a century. Yet behind my glamorous appearance, there was something no one knew. I couldn't even manage the most basic split—not because I wasn't flexible enough, but rather because I was acutely sensitive.

“Please don’t blame us! We truly didn’t know.” Claude slightly lifted his chin. “Then tell me. Who gave you the courage?” As if grasping at a lifeline, they all turned their gazes toward Leon and Rose. Leon supported Rose as they stood up. He looked at me, resentment filling his eyes. Compared to Leon’s helpless expression, Rose had already calmed down. She carefully swept her hair back, deliberately revealing her slender neck. The moment our eyes met, Rose no longer showed any trace of fear. She walked openly toward Claude. In a soft, delicate voice, she said, “Alpha Claude, you may not know this, but Claire and I are actually sisters.

There have been rumors that they are an item, and looking at them now, I can understand why. My sister always gets touchy-feely with the people she likes. I remember when she used to drape herself all over me when we were younger. I guess she has outgrown that now. "So I heard you and Aiden are partners on this project," Sarah says, looking back and forth between us. "That is right," I reply. “Blacksmith is my partner.” Sarah frowns, her eyes flicking from me to Aiden. "I must say, it is kind of unusual to hear you call him 'Blacksmith'. It is distant and formal, but I guess that's just your way." She rambles.

Approximately, like sheep from the eastern part of the kingdom. After getting rid of the objectionable daughter, my mother gave birth to Reed another child. Roland said that Orestes is now fifteen, and they are on pretty good terms. I wonder how Roland will react if he finds out that he has a sister too? True, the sister is not entirely law-abiding, periodically indulges in darkness and destroys artifacts on weekends.

Not everybody had to be a warrior, she told her classmates, and though some boys curled their lips in contempt, the teacher agreed. “Svetlana? Sveta? I had a sister named Sveta.” “Really?” she smiled at him. “So, you can still call me ‘little sister’.” The bent pin holding her hair under the kerchief chose this moment to break, and her plait tumbled down. He gently tugged the thick fair rope of hair braided with a threadbare ribbon. “My sister was a pest. I bet you’re a good girl.” “I bet you pulled her hair all the time and this is why she was angry with you,” Svetlana giggled.

Belle turned her head very slowly and looked at her sister. "Not funny." "What I am not the one who is distracted and can not get her mind off auto pilot. I can not believe you ran into a locker door. I heard it hurt." Grimacing she nodded at the indication. Her sister smiled at her, showing her fangs. "I am just making sure your ok. It is not like you to just up and lose your concentration." Taking a deep breath Belle circled her little sisters shoulders with a half hug. "Thanks sissy. I appreciate the look out, but if that is the case, could you warn me if I run into things." Anna chuckled and shook her head in agreement.

Belle questioned, looking at the other two ladies beside Yulene and greeted them with a smile. The ladies returned her smile shortly which Belle noticed. She recalled one of the girl while was very curious of the other. “Oh certainly they are in great health, too healthy even! I am expecting for a younger sister,” she responded. “Congratulation!” Belle immediately responded. “Thank you, also this lady here is my friend Helen, I remember you two have met before," Belle nodded her head as she spoke greeting Helen with a gentle smile. "As for the other one, I am certain you remembered her,” Yulene let the girl on the right to step forward.