Edward With Bella Novels & Stories

He had clearly been expecting tears, or pleading, or both, and the absence of either seemed to catch him off guard. Before he could respond, his phone beeped and he pulled it out, the moment he read the screen his entire face changed. The tension in his jaw released and his eyes softened and he became, in an instant, a completely different person, the warm and gentle person Bella used to believe belonged to her. He turned toward the door, then stopped without looking back at her. "Prepare the room," he said. Bella stared at his back. "What?" "Natalie just got back from traveling and she needs to settle in properly, so prepare the room for her." His tone was flat and casual, as though he had

My thumb hesitated over Edward’s name… idiot, he was right there already, behind those walls. I kept my finger down on the screen and pressed Bryan's name instead. It rang twice. His voice picked up. "Eloise? What happened?" “Bryan…” I broke off, “It’s Edward. He… he collapsed in the park. They brought him here. Please… just come.” “Shit. I’m on my way,” he said. “Don’t move.” The line went dead, but his words echoed… don’t move. Like I could move anywhere.

Rebecca's POV I was searching for a company announcement in the archived press folder when the photograph stopped me. It was from the charity gala three years ago. Ethan stood in the center, shaking someone’s hand, his attention focused on the man. And to his left, slightly behind him, almost slipping out of the frame, was Bella. She wore a simple dark blue dress. Her face was turned toward Ethan with an expression so unguarded it made my chest tighten — pale, soft, devoted, quietly luminous. She was looking at my brother with her face very pale.

His head tilted slightly. “Better?” “Yes.” “For me?” he asked. I nodded “Yes.” He stared at me for a long moment. Then he nodded slowly. “Good.” But something in his eyes said he didn’t believe me. At all. Later that night, Edward called Ethan into his study. I wasn’t there. But I heard about it from Ethan. Edward sat behind his large desk, fingers tapping slowly against the wood. “You’ve been here for a while now,” Edward said calmly. “Yes, sir,” Ethan replied.

I let out a slow breath. Mandi nudged me. “That was intense.” I exhaled, shaking my head. “Yeah. But I’m not letting Wendy ruin this night.” Bella smiled. “Damn right you’re not. And besides…” Her voice trailed off, her lips curling into a knowing smirk. I frowned. “What?” Before she could answer, a commotion erupted near the entrance. And then— Edward. He was dressed in a black suit, radiating charm, confidence and pure dominance. His dark hair shined and curled neatly on his head, and his stubble looked neat and made his face even more alluring.

I said, grabbing the container, already plotting infinite ways to prepare it. I closed the fridge door. Turned and my body froze at the spot. I wasn't alone. Edward was there. Eyes fixed on me. A hint of amusement in his eyes. “Morning, Bella.” He said. His voice sounding as addictive as my favourite song. That smile my mind would never be able to erase. I breathed out the air I didn't know I was holding, “Morning.” I muttered, quickly shifting my eyes from him. I walked to the island — far enough from his gaze. Yet not enough to make my heart stop racing. “You scared me.”

I held him tightly, breathing in his scent, tears clouding my eyes again. "I missed you so much, baby," I said, showering his face with kisses. "I missed you too, Mommy!" he giggled. "Awww," Vera said behind me, hand over her chest, smiling wide as she watched. When I dropped Jace back on his feet, he turned and ran to hug Vera. I looked up and saw Edward walking toward me, with a soft smile. He came closer, held my face in his hands, and leaned in for a kiss. Our lips met, and for a moment, the rest of the world disappeared.

She's the same Brittany Callaway Isabel always copies her style on the internet without seeing her face. Bella is Brittany Callaway! "What is going on here? Brittany, do you know this man? " Dean asked Bella, calling her Brittany. She looked at me and said, "No, I don't know him. He just came and stopped me from leaving, claiming I'm his wife." "You're his wife? That's hilarious," Dean laughed, looking at me. "Maybe my wife looks like your wife. After all, many ladies want to be like Brittany, " Dean said to me, holding both Bella and her son.

Bella, on the other hand, quickly grabbed my wrist and brought me to the opposite side of the dungeon. "Can you please tell me where you're taking me?" I inquired, apprehensively. "We have to get out of here," stated Bella emphatically. "I'm not going!" I objected. Bella reasoned. "He can ignore you once, but not twice; if he knows you're here, you won't stay long; he's the beta of the Oak Pack, the most dangerous one; stop being a fool; let's get out of here before he returns." Bella was alluding to Edward, and I couldn't help but think of his harsh acts towards Felix just seconds before. He was a fearsome figure, to be sure, but he had also saved me throughout the trial, even if it had mea

"What's going on, Edward?" Edward moved away from Ella and rose from the bench. He smiled at her and took her hand in his as they walked out of the maze garden. Bernard and four other men dressed in black suits await them in the parking lot. "As agreed, we give you a full day with no interruptions. It's now up to you to keep your end of the bargain," Bernard stated flatly, giving him a deadpan expression. "Can I at the very least take her home?" Edward pleaded with his brother.