Calling Bella Novels & Stories

The fact that you managed to brainwash my father didn’t mean that you can destroy my life:” then she laughed sarcastically, her eyes were dark and filled with pain” you don’t know how many times I wanted to hit your silly face. “Get off me Camila, don’t lay your hands on my face” Bella lamented as she hid her face away because she believed that she was beautiful and men liked beautiful ladies, if her face was destroyed no one will admire her” it is that I am a model and that is why you are jealous of my face? ’Bella asked.

"Costello Residence, who am I speaking to?" "Ay-Ayla." I say, there's some feedback till another beep, then the gates open. I walk to the beautiful large mahogany doors about to knock but a woman appears, she looked to be in her thirties and had a very warm aura about her. "Come in, My name is Antonella." She says and I smile. "Mr Costello is still asleep but made me aware you'd be arriving at three, did you get lost dear?" I smile at the thought of Ryder telling her I was coming. She leads the way and we walk up the stairs. "Not really, there's no bus stops or stations nearby so I had to walk here from Kensington Olympia station. "Ah yes, that is quite a liability. Here we are." Antonella k

And their answer would always be me. Bella is a nerd and I am pretty and kind of a socialite. People know how rich I am and that I am a daughter of a famous model. I’m also pretty as models too. I would never ever think that a simple accident would change that. Warren accidentally hit her face with a ball and then he started fanboying over her (if that word exists)

Bella’s Pov “Who the hell are you calling me at this time on my private number? Don't you know I'm busy?” Roger roared through the phone angrily. I held the phone away from my ears because his voice was loud. “Umm-,” I paused before continuing, “Hi Roger, it's Bella,” “Oh shit, I'm so sorry Bella. It's just that I always get calls from unknown numbers that wastes my time,” he said, sounding apologetic.

"You were out all night. Rick called three times, crying like a baby about a storm. I thought you were dead in a ditch. And now you come home smelling like... like expensive cologne and dust, looking like a Cheshire cat?" "The storm was bad," Bella said, her voice humming with a secret energy. "But I’m fine. Better than fine. I’m extraordinary." "Who was he?" Elena’s eyes narrowed, her maternal radar pinging at a thousand percent. "The billionaire? The one Rick mentioned? Did he treat you well? Did he... did he do something to you?" Bella laughed, a rich, throat-deep sound that made Elena cross herself. "He did plenty, Ma. He bought me. Literally. Ten million dollars to the Outpost just to h

One more breath and I’d be gone, lost in her entirely. And then her phone rang. The shrill sound cut through the air like a blade, shattering the moment. Bella jumped slightly, fumbling for her clutch on the coffee table. I pulled back instantly, standing and straightening my shirt as though nothing had happened, though my heart pounded furiously in my chest. She glanced at the screen and groaned. “It’s just my friend. Probably checking if I survived tonight.” She answered anyway, her voice bright and cheerful. “Hey! Yeah, I’m home. The gala was… oh my God, you will not believe who I ran into!”

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?"

I had to find a way to break this curse immediately! ‘Eira Yard… Sophie Clark…’ A thought surged through my mind. Eira used to be short and chubby in high school, yet she had turned into a goddess. Meanwhile, the original class belle, Sophie, had turned short and chubby. How could there be so many coincidences in this world?

"What did you think about letting Carolina in on our secret a bit..just a little to mess with her head,'' Bella says and the other lady nods her head as they walk towards Carolina, who was walking grumpily in the place. "Hi," Bella greeted, fearing that Carolina might recognize her since that was not the first time that they were meeting…they had a long history. "Do I know you?" Carolina asked rudely, not even caring to reply to the person's greeting. Bella sighed in relief seeing that her fear was not called for..it was just as she thought she wasn't relevant enough to get noticed by her. Since she planned on using the girl she decided not to beat around and go straight to business.