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.”

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.

“Fully active. Enough money to ensure you and your son never have to depend on anyone ever again.” Elena’s eyes filled instantly. “You’ll be living in my private villa in Switzerland,” I continued. “Near the border. Quiet. Secure. Someone will be waiting for you when you land. They already know your new names.” She pressed the documents to her chest like they were oxygen. “I— I don’t know how to repay you,” she whispered. “I’ll never be able to—” “You won’t,” I interrupted. “You’ll live. You’ll protect him. That’s the debt.”

Olivia’s eyes burned with tears she refused to let fall. Her mind was splitting, one path ending her, the other path ending everything she loved. She took one last breath. One last second. Then, A voice cut through the ruins. Soft. Small. Terrified. “…Mom?” Olivia spun around. Her daughter stood at the edge of the ruins. Wide eyed. Shaking. Barefoot. Alone. And glowing faint blue. The priestess’s smile sharpened. “Too late,” she whispered. The High Priestess agrees to free Olivia from the bloodline, if Olivia kills her own daughter. The daughter has already arrived… glowing with awakening magic…

Her daughter shouldn’t see an indecent Trent! She squatted and hugged Rhea, who said she wanted a hug. Stroking the latter’s hair, Evanna asked, “Rhea sweetie, did you have a bad dream?” Breaking the hug, the little girl sniffled and shook her head before responding. “No, it wasn’t a bad dream. I dreamt of Uncle Trent and you at the altar. I was the little bride, and I watched you two getting married. And then, you guys later handed me a sibling, making me a big sister.”

Later, I went to Lucian's parents' house to drop off the property division contract. Just as I was about to step into the elevator, I saw Esme coming up from the underground parking garage. She was probably there to drop off Lucian's car. The sight of her made me sick, so I turned away and kept walking. However, Esme grabbed my arm and stopped me. "You're Meredith Carter, right? I want to talk to you." I yanked my hand free, irritated. "What's there to talk about between us?"