Currer Bell Novels & Stories

The torches on each pillar of the settlement were already put out by the guards as they waited for the one assigned to ring the morning bell to do his work. Lesson was scheduled to start today. The days of leisure had come to an end, and the reason why they were all here dawned on them like the sun just had. The heavy metal bell that was situated a few miles from the settlement — it was so huge it got itself its own building. With stones arranged one on top of the other and glued together with clay, the bell was hung high up and could only be rung by pulling a very thick rope which went over the top of the bell and sank down, surely caught in between many other machines.

was my Bestie before she became your woman, Gabe, so I have more rights doing these kinds of things for her than you do, so back off!” Their parents, Jacob and I, would laugh ourselves silly watching the siblings argue over such petty things. I was still deep in thought when Gabriel walked into the room, followed by his parents and Ari. And, like the routine it had become, I received my daily dose of soft hugs and kisses. Jacob then started to teasingly complain to Gabriel, “What do you think of Bell? She asked me to read her favorite book to her, but her mind floated to God knows which cloud” and completed with a dramatic eye roll. “Awwww, I’m sure Bella has her reasons, bud, but for now ,

"It isn't always. But when it is, it means everything else had already been heard." They did not have to respond. They already had. --- 2:08 PM — Sector J, Western Walkway Crossline The way went a little bent around an old traveling path—once needed, now used differently. A row of tiny bells that swayed from a post, calibrated to sound with only the slightest change of wind. Caelan struck one gently with a finger. It emitted a tone like essence of remembrance. A woman in the act of planting along the border spoke without looking up, "We employ them to signal when something unseen moves."

Across. Measured distance. “Any plans today?” Bella asked, looking around. “Work,” Jonathan said. “and meetings by nine,” Capri added. Bella turned to me. “Bride duties?” The word sat strangely in my chest. “Not today,” I said calmly. The doorbell rang. Unexpected All of us paused. Bella blinked. “Are we popular now?” Capri stood first this time. “I’ll get it.” Something in my stomach tightened for no reason I could justify.

BELLE I had just put Jamie and Jordan to sleep when the bell rang once again. I heaved out a long sigh. Who could it be this time? It's been barely an hour since I left Kyle standing in the middle of the street. He couldn't possibly have the gut to come back now, right? I headed to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water, ignoring whoever was at the door when the bell rang again. Once. Twice. Then a third time. It went on without a break and if this were to continue, it'd wake the kids up.

The bell was about the same height as the two knuckles of his index finger, but it was exquisitely made with a thin red rope tied to it. "This is called Secret Ear Bell," Charlotte Sky said.

"Why do you want to go there?" "I'm going to the shop to inquire if they accept small-scale custom bell orders," Vivienne said. As far as she knew, that shop mostly accepted custom orders for high-end clubs. The chances of successfully customizing objects for a regular villa were not high. "Customization? Do you have a design?" Ezra asked. "Yes." Vivienne took out the design from her bag and handed it to Ezra. He lowered his head, his eyes half-lidded, looking at the bell design on the drawing. Was this the kind of bell she had in mind? A bell that could ring throughout the whole house when the wind blew, so that even when alone, one wouldn't feel lonely?

“No idea.” Callum wishes he did know, he thinks, pulling his phone away when he hears the muted ding of a text coming through. “Hang on.” He switches to his messages. Gerran: Do you think we could get curry from the place we did last time I was here? Please? Callum grins a bit before he types a response. Callum: yeah, no, sure we can. d’ya want yours spicy or not? Gerran: Spicy, please.

Half of them are wearing black suits and the other half are wearing white attires. "Close your eyes," Death instructed. Emily closed her eyes. She felt a warm breeze of air around her. She heard a loud whooshing sound, followed by the sound of ominous ringing bells. "The cemetery bells, they call upon us now," Death whispered. The two of them are transported into a realm, outside the mortal bounds, where people and other beings are immortal, where ending doesn't exist. That place looks peaceful. It is just a white horizon that is filled with spiritual. Everyone wears white clothes except for the reapers of the souls.

“No, no. This is urgent however. I can’t explain over the phone. We need your help.” “My help? What’s going on?” “Please, come over. I’ll send a car for you tomorrow.” “Tomorrow?” “Yes, it’s serious Gia.”