Belle Stories Novels & Stories

“Did you hear? Belle came from nothing. She worked odd jobs, lived in a tiny apartment… some say she researched Draven for months, planned that night five years ago, knew exactly how to trap him.” Then, anonymous emails began circulating among business partners and social elites. Attached were scanned documents, an old rental agreements showing Belle’s former addresses, employment records from the clubs and bars she worked at, even a copy of a journal page that read: Rich men are easy to fool. If I play it right, I can get everything I ever wanted.

Copyright© by Victory Christian November 2021 This is my first book on Goodnovel, and I want to thank you all for giving it a chance. I'll try to make it worth your time.. Don't forget your votes, reviews and comments really mean a lot. Thanks. ~ORIGINAL WORK~ Blurb ________ Belle was an average highschool student, until she received the link of an online game called "The harvest". The game is such that, whatever you're asked to collect... you must. Organs, body parts and the likes.

“She’s a rare beauty, Douglas. How kind of you to think of us.” “Look at her skin, it’s so smooth. It must be nice to bounce against her.” “Tsk, her panties are so wet. Young women nowadays are too open. I bet she can’t wait for us to pleasure her.” They were slowly closing in on me. My body turned red from their warmth. “No… Don’t…” They were grabbing me everywhere. I shivered as pleasure washed all over me.

“Beta I'm going out to do that thing we discussed.” Belle wanted to speak when a familiar footstep approaching shut her up. “What thing?” “Nothing important.” I deny patting Belle's hair. She nods, strolling into the kitchen and attends to the coffee percolator. “Yes please, maybe he'll listen to you because the situation is getting out of hand.” Belle says to me making a false conversation seem real. “What situation might that be?” Camilla turns with a hot coffee in her hand curiously. “Some peeps at the school.” Belle alleges.

“Maa did you have a nightmare again?” Bella fetched a cup of warm milk for her obediently when she awakened after handing it to her, she asked “maa do you want me to tell you a story? She kissed her bely and said hey babies don’t trouble my mommy ok.. be good like me….” She was so clever and understanding that it made Maya feel guilty and her heart ached. She caressed Bella’s face and kissed her cheeks and said “hmmm..why don’t I tell you a story instead? What would you like to hear?”

Weirdly enough, her car didn't pull up at the Cafe as I had expected. “Where the fuck are you going? ” I thought aloud. After a long ride, her car pulled up at the Belmont Hotel; a hotel reserved for the rich and influential. My pause quickened as I watched my Dad greet Elena with an unsettling smile. The couple disappeared inside the hotel without little Zion, the door closing behind them with a solemn finality. "What the hell are they up to?" I muttered, gripping the steering wheel in anger.

CAMILLA'S POV “Milla, I brought you your favourite sweets from Miss Leila's store”. My mother said as she came back home from work. I rushed to hug her and she gave me a bag filled with chocolates. My eyes sparked. “You've been such a good girl. Your teacher called to tell me that you're doing so well in your studies. Consider this your reward.” “Thank you mom” “You're welcome, my baby. Now go wash up, I'm taking you to the amusement park this evening. Let's have some fun”

” Well, it seemed like it wasn't just my family that was messed up. "Hey, it’s okay. Just yesterday, I was a slave for my family too. My sister, father and ex boyfriend made my life miserable for years after my mum died until I was saved." We kept talking and I learnt that Belle was actually twenty-one, she hadn’t found her mate yet and she was a bookworm. “You said the King rescued you?” I nodded. “Thank you for the food, it was wonderful.” She took the tray off my hands and put it on the floor.

The position was mortifying, but it allowed him to enter way deeper than he previously could. "God, Max… It's so deep… I can't anymore…" "You'll be fine, Sophie. You're a horny little one, remember?" As Max spoke, he placed me by the windows. Beyond the sheer white curtains, I could see silhouettes of students moving back and forth outside. My senses had been turned up all at once. "We're gonna be seen… M-Max…" My large breasts were pinned against the glass. Max told me to hold onto the railing while he let out a teasing chuckle. "I thought you loved being seen, Sophie. Let everyone see the campus belle in her unkept state. What do you say?"

His fur was soft under candlelight, and the way he watched her made her feel alive in ways she'd never expected. That evening, as the fire crackled in the hearth, Belle selected a particularly intriguing volume from the shelves a romance novel she'd discovered hidden among the classics. The cover was embossed with golden letters, promising tales of passion and desire. She turned to the Beast, who was lounging in a massive chair nearby, his broad shoulders relaxed but his gaze sharp. "You built this for me," she said, her voice soft and teasing, a smile playing on her lips. "So, how about you join me for a story? This one's got some... interesting parts."