Ever After High Daughter Of Belle Novels & Stories

I finished. The baby let out a delighted squeal as one of Aria’s butterflies landed briefly on her tiny hand, dissolving into warmth rather than light. Adrian laughed under his breath, his expression soft in a way that still caught me off guard sometimes. He knelt beside his wife, who sat comfortably on the couch, her strength fully returned now, her eyes bright with contentment as she watched their daughter. Adrian brushed a strand of hair from Elena’s forehead, reverent, awed. “She’s perfect,” he murmured. “And already ready for adventures.”

Helena knew that her aunt was waiting for her on stage, and the girl was aware of the plan made by her aunt to invite Helena to the company's anniversary celebration. "Come, let me introduce to you, the future heir of JF Group, Helena Heylana Jerome!" Serena's voice boomed on the stage filling the hall with one hand pointing at Helena who was walking towards the stage. All eyes were on the girl who walked gracefully among the guests towards the stage. The glass that was held by Jimy who was present at the event just fell. Even Janet seemed to lose her footing, almost falling when she heard who Helena was, and the girl was standing right next to Serena.

I was reviewing the guest list from every event from yesterday and noticed one name continuously showing up. I grew cold. “Toney,” I said, pointing at the name. “Everley bonavarda” everley was my father's beta's daughter. She crushed on me for a while growing up, but I thought she was over it. We had never dated or so much as shared an intimate moment. “You don’t think Everley would have been so stupid?” I asked Toney. Jared and Toney looked at one another, then at me. “Your Majesty. Everley did stop by last night while you were um... preoccupied. We did send her away,” toney said. I growled low and menacing.

“My pack believes strength isn’t just brute force. It’s control. And you’ve got more of that than anyone here.” Beside her stood a second girl with rich brown curls and eyes that shimmered golden in the firelight. “And I like your attitude,” she added. “I’m Allie. Alpha’s daughter from the Highpine Hills. People think I’ll fall in line because I smile a lot, but I’m not about to follow the herd.” Aurora blinked. She was still adjusting to kindness. “Bella’s probably watching from a shadow,” Allie added with a smirk. “She’s weird about making an entrance.”

says General Oris " I heard that you recently took in the daughter of Nyx. Maybe she could even the playing field because even you can't take on the son of Zeus, two children of Poseidon, and another daughter of Hades all by yourself," says Eses "No, she's only 10 years old; she should be protected, not thrust onto a battlefield," I say

Angel sank into the nearest chair still staring and nodded absently. It was Belle who broke the spell by smiling warmly and saying “Both my daughters came out the spitting image of my Jamison, my son, bless his heart ended up as beautiful as his mother was. Not to say my girls aren’t beautiful they are truly, for my Jamison he is a handsome man. But my son passed on to you my looks Angel, this pleases me greatly.”

Belle bite her lips, her anger uncontrolled seeing how the creature tried to pretend as her dead sister. “Belle,” the creature’s voice softened. “I am Rachel. Trust me, I am really your sister. I know that it sounds—” the creature continue to take a step forward and Belle who had been careful of her wasn’t prepared for the sudden pull on her ankle, dragging her down from the tower.

I was the host that day, yet I didn't receive a single glance from my mother, as if I were her enemy instead of her daughter. During a break, I went to the restroom and accidentally overheard a conversation between Wendy and her friend. Her tone was smug, as if she had pulled off some grand feat. "Luckily, your uncle holds a high position at that old witch's company and helped me gather her preferences! Now that I've successfully become her daughter, you all can expect some benefits in the future!" Her friend chimed in, "I heard she hates pick-me girls, so you'd better not get caught! Haha… just thinking about how easy it is to manipulate that old hag makes me laugh!"

I ask. “The Goddess. Some of us are born to serve. Some of us are born to lead.” She replies. “We were born to serve. If not our alpha and King— our mate!” “I will serve no one.” I say through gritted teeth. The meat and cheese rolls are now sitting like bricks in my belly. “Be careful, Ceres. Someone may hear that and think you are treasonous.” She cautions. “I met a girl some time ago. She is the Lady’s maid for Madame Perimeade Zhadnost. Belle is her name I think? Her mother belongs to your house.” I say to shift the conversation.

Was I supposed to tell him that I wanted to do it again? "She is my daughter." I turned to face her, turning my back on my Beta since I did not want him to see my face. I did not want him to see what I was thinking or to realise what had happened between the two of us. Instead, I looked at his daughter, and I was once again struck by the scent of her. But it dawned on me that it wasn't just her scent. It was everything. The aura around her and the way that she carried herself.