Belles Dads Name Novels & Stories

"Dad" "And you are .. ?". He faced Reece who stood beside me. "Reece". "Darrel's Son, i presume?". "Kingston Carter". Dad nodded in response. "I do know you since Natalie told me a little about you but still, all the same". "Nice to meet you .. Sir ... ". Reece trailed off. "Gael. Gael Heathrow, Natalya's Father". "Yes Sir". I face Reece. "Bye, see you tomorrow".

Bienley said, swallowing hard as he relived those terrifying moments. Bella closed her eyes, as if in physical pain, listening intently. The more she learned about him, the more her heart ached for something she couldn't quite name, yet it held a glimmer of promise. "Who named you?" President Guillebeaux asked, echoing the question his wife was desperate to have answered. "My father is a Cullen, so I was registered with that name," Bienley explained casually. "He's a Cullen?" Bella murmured, disbelief coloring her tone.

I even moved into campus 2 weeks after graduation to start living my free life. "Bella is so smart and driven. The man that finally catches her attention will be a lucky guy. She reminds me of our wives. Caring, supportive, loving, a good cook, and incredibly genius. I think you should let her be. Her time will come. At least she isnt sleeping around or dating playboys. I would love to see that man that cheated on her and show him a piece of my mind and fist." My dad responds. He love Bella. Of course, she is his Godchild. He has always been very protective of her. We walk to the elevator and go up to the conference room. When we walk in, Bella is already there with a smile on her face as so

“But Belle wasn't even a part of anything my father did.. If she has an issue , tell her to come to me and leave my kid alone. I'll be happy to settle the score.” “That’s not how this works. What she wants is what she gets and she wants Belle.. you better tell Eden to make sure the baby is a boy because when Belle is dead, she will come after that one too and then Eden will be the grand finale.” “What?” I could hear him in front of me so I lunged blindly at the space before me, grabbing his hand tightly and holding him. “Belle run!" I screamed as he fought against me. “Daddy!" “Go baby! Run! Don't come back.”

I asked, making it obvious that I don’t recognize him at all. He didn’t seem to like my first query, seeing how he pressed his lips together, which made his dimples visible. “Yes, I am. I’m Denrick Asterbelle, your father, and my wife is Charlotte Asterbelle. I would understand that you don’t remember a single thing about what kind of life you had here. Let’s go inside so we can have a proper and decent conversation while sitting,” he said, inviting us inside the office.

They’d grown up together, all living in Belle’s family’s castle back at Amaris thanks to each of their parents being in the most trusted circle of King Nate and Queen Serena. Sutton’s parents, Amber and Jacques, were Belle’s fathers Gamma’s. Much like her father, Sutton had a pure heart and a somewhat goofy personality. It was exactly what Belle needed in her life when the responsibilities that fell on her shoulders momentarily became too much. But Sutton wasn’t always an angel, the redhead was a gamma wolf and she wasn’t too be messed with.

And of all the people he could partner with, he picked Alexander-fucking-Grayson? “What?” I asked, my voice betraying my disbelief. My eyes darted to Alex, whose lips curved into that infuriating smirk. He was enjoying this. Of course he was. “We were struggling to come up with a name,” Dad explained, walking around his desk to sit down. “So I suggested yours. Simple and elegant!” “That was… really stupid, Dad,” I stammered. “Why would you name it after me?” “Why? What’s wrong with that, Sienna?” Alex interjected, his tone dripping with mock innocence.

The emotional weight of his promise came rushing back. Dad looked down at me, his expression turning incredibly soft, entirely meant for his son. He reached out, patting my shoulder once with a heavy, grounding warmth. “Go on, Elias. Your friends are waiting. And it seems you have a mid-term to prepare for.” Bella’s mouth dropped open. She looked at Dad, then at me, then back at Dad. “Wait. Just like that? No dramatic monologue? No contract signed in blood? No tactical retreat through a hidden tunnel?”

I don’t know who the fuck I am at this point. Apparently, I have sixty different names, and I want to scream. And now Bert is telling me he’s my father, and I’m even more confused. “You’re lying. Her dad’s King Evan.” Gunner accuses, and that brings on a whole new world of confusion. Bert shakes his head, “He’s not. I am. How else do you think this lasted so long. Belle trusted us, because we are her family.” He says, pointing between him, Cora and Rick.