Belle's Sisters Novels & Stories

With a small nod, I stepped aside and ushered her in, “Come inside.” Natasha stepped through the door, her eyes sweeping across the living room with curiosity. Belle looked up from her homework and at the same time Natasha noticed her. “Oh, my. Hi, twin.” She stepped fully into the living room and Belle stood up. Natasha carried her into her arms and embraced her tightly, “You look a lot like your father.” Belle looked confused for a moment, until Natasha added, “I'm your father’s sister by the way.” “You're my aunties!” Belle squealed.

Belle frowned. Arlen cocked his head. “You haven’t seen me for months and the first thing you do is ask where my mate is?” he chuckled, shaking his head. “Miss you too, sis.” Belle rolled her eyes, before reluctantly leaving Layke’s warm embrace to engulf her brothers in a tight hug.

Belle said as she took steps closer to him. "You know before I came to the castle, I had a little sister, she was so energetic and loved everything life had to offer" Belle sighed before she continued, "But she fell sick when she turned six, nonone knew what was wrong with her, her health just kept deteriorating and when she turned 7 she died and I promised myself that I would do anything I my power to save people so they won't go through what my sister did". Belle said as she placed a hand on Stephen's shoulder turning him around so she could face her.

I admitted, running my fingers over the delicate lace of one dress. "I told you he listens. Really listens." Belle turned to me, her eyes suddenly serious. "Thank you for being here. For trying. I know this isn't easy for you." "You're my sister. There's nowhere else I'd rather be." "Liar." But she was smiling. "You'd rather be anywhere that doesn't involve tulle and decisions about veil lengths. But I appreciate you pretending." "Okay, maybe a little bit of a lie. But I am happy for you, Belle. I want you to know that."

She sat down on the sofa and Kelen Enderson stepped forward, "Belle , her ability cannot be underestimated. We should still …" "Stop talking,"Belle Enderson cast a cold glance at her. "When I was in prison, no one among you saved me, so you don't have to come and persuade me now. In the future, no matter what I, Belle Enderson , do, it has nothing to do with you." She stood up and went back to her room. Kelen Enderson looked at Nicky Enderson helplessly: "Can't you persuade your sister?" Nicky Enderson looked at Belle Enderson who was about to leave and snorted: "From what I see, she has not suffered enough, and she is still arrogant."

I still didn't know how she was related to the family but I didn't like her. She was pounding heavily when I unlocked it and she'd almost hit my face, "what is it?" "You have to come pick dresses for the event. Your sister's fitting is today and she wants you to choose your dress as well, we don't have time. The people decorating the mansion will be coming over soon and the cleaners will need to touch every corner of the house including this room so hurry up." I eyed this wrinkly blonde with the expensive jewelers sitting on her face and neck and glared at her, "sure."

“I was worried about you spending too much on the twins and I. Do you know how guilty that makes me feel? You have your own life to live. I can't keep pressuring you with mine and somehow that only makes me unreasonable? I'm impressed.” She placed her hands on mine, looking me dead in the eye. “You're a good friend, Belle. I know you got betrayed by the people you trusted most, but I hate how much it changed you. Questioning my intention? Girl, I bought the dress because it'll look good on you…” I inhaled a deep breath and she pulled me into a hug. “You're my sister, Belle. I hate it when we fight and I'm sorry for saying all that stuff out of anger. Can you please forgive me?’

Bella Chapter 3 Her two little angels looks like same Siddhant and Eashan. Both her babies are healthy and cute boys. Both look same but their eyes color was different one Had black eyes just like Maya and another one chocolaty like father.. dark black curly hair and dimple chin was more attractive. Bella finally got her favourite toys!!!

Belle said more clearly once they entered the changing area. Cassey turned toward her with a playful smile. “You’re being too formal, Belle,” she lightly teased. “Technically, I’m your younger sister.” Belle could only smile awkwardly while checking the sticky state of her clothes. Meanwhile, Mel silently listened to their cryptic exchange, her confusion growing even more. “Does he know about this?” Cassey suddenly asked while crossing her arms. Though her tone remained casual, her perfectly shaped brows were slightly furrowed. Belle immediately stiffened.

“He won't let me get away with it? I’m his girlfriend. Who are you?” “I’m not making it up! I really am his sister!” “His sister?” She bent down and patted my cheek. “You’re facing total ruin, and you’re still lying through your teeth. Damien told me himself that his sister is currently studying abroad. She goes to an Ivy League school and plays the piano and cello. Look at you. You don’t look like you’re a Fischer.” The two men took a step closer to me. With my back pressed flat against the wall, my fingernails dug desperately into the wooden grain of the cabinet door.