Carmen Bella Novels & Stories

Carmen had jumped into Celeas arms to hug her " I missed you too Carmen " Celea put her hand on Carmen's back and smiled softly " How have you been these days ? " She asked her while sitting on the ground and Nayeli went straight into her sister's arms " It's been so boring I couldn't wait to see you " Celea met Carmen a few months back, she had saved her from drowning and ever since then Carmen would stuck to Celea, Carmen came from the temple and was the saintess, so she could only see her once or twice a week but sometimes she would sneak out of the temple and come here

Bella played a guest role, disguised as a man, in Kelly Harper's new show. She had paid people to talk about it on Facebook. She was different than Stella. Stella was beautiful, even without makeup. Her facial features were defined. Her brows and eyes created a sharp look with only some minor touch-ups.

he said and turned to leave. "By the way, I'm Edward Nates. What's yours?" He said as he turned back. Then he remembered that I got no name. "So since you are like my personal property now, I would need to give you a name. So I would call you... Ella". "Duh" I replied and entered.

This was just what I needed after a day of being wound up tight. I got a call from my mother earlier to inform me that Carmella was betrothed to a Consigliere in California. I told her that I would ask Dante if we could attend, but as far as I know, Dante has enemies on the coast so we would not be joining. My mother spent the entire day calling me after that and begging me to reconsider. Even if she begged me on bleeding knees, I would not go.

Carmen informed her she didn’t recall who took them and had no clue as to why they did. All the while, Alpha Ciandra was trying to send a link to her to see it was working. After Carmen finished narrating, Alpha Ciandra said, “I am glad you are okay, let me ask, haven’t you gotten any message?” “From the moon goddess?” Carmen asked, her voice laced with curiosity. “What? No, from me.” “No.” Alpha Ciandra asked her what she meant by from the goddess and Carmen reminded her what the canon stated if anyone stayed longer than they should at their duties, and instead of Alpha Ciandra panicking, she informed her to relax and things would work out well.

They were accustomed to living on the edge, and such tricks were beneath their notice. - Inside the carriage, Carmen had removed her veil, revealing a face strikingly similar to Celeste's—beautiful yet distinctly cool. With the maid outside, she spoke softly, "Lady Carissa, please save my mother." Carissa responded gently, "But clearly, that wasn't your only reason for stopping us." "You're right." Carmen shook her head, a hint of shame on her otherwise composed face. "My mother ordered me to ruin your relationship with the Hell Monarch." She half-knelt and bowed, her eyes filling with tears. "Please have mercy, Lady Carissa."

Cindy asked as Annabella undressed. "Why don't you visit his office or house to see?" Annabella asked. "Oh come on Bess,tell me. How many percent??" Cindy asked. "I don't know okay? I don't even look at his face to know if he's handsome or not,he look scary" Annabella muttered and went into the bathroom. "Gosh,why so wicked?" Cindy mumbled sadly,throwing a candy into her mouth. ••••

Bella asked turning towards her with huge grin. Jasmine smiled at her, no one can deny that Bella is incredibly beautiful. She has blonde curly hair and blue eyes. Milky white skin and sexy body with thick waist. She has little mole on her chin which makes her look tempting. "More than perfect..." Jasmine smiled. "Okay, i am leaving... He must be waiting for me." She said. "Bella take care and please come back soon... If he finds out then we are dead... And call me if something happens, okay?"

"Also, refrain from responding to inquiries regarding our marriage. Let me handle the talking.” Carmela agreed, her throat constricted. "Okay." While he approached to greet a group of business associates, Carmela realized she was briefly by herself. She grabbed a glass of champagne from a passing waiter, seeking something to soothe her anxiety. That’s when she listened to it. "She's attractive," one woman murmured, her voice tinged with contempt. "However, let's be truthful—she isn't Elena Carter." “Of course not,” another woman replied. “Damion’s ex-fiancée was stunning, sophisticated. This girl looks like she barely belongs here.”

She stepped closer, circling me slowly, her eyes running from the shimmer of the gown to the line of my jaw, “You’re even more beautiful than I imagined. Absolutely flawless.” “Thank you.” I said, a faint smile curving my lips. Carmen turned to the stylist, snapping her fingers lightly, “Bring more pieces of this style, dark, elegant, commanding. And have the bill sent to Isla. She’s downstairs.” The stylist’s eyes widened slightly, “Right away, ma’am.” She hurried off with a few assistants, whispering excitedly. When the room fell quiet again, Carmen’s tone softened, “You know…” She began, her gaze distant now as if she were staring at something far away, something from a different time, “Y