Garou #belle Novels & Stories

Likes and comments…But don’t hate when some rude things comes on path…😔😔 sorry in advance…. Now next is prologue… Pre-cap: Maya left her nuptial house with Bella!! The moment door closed with bang it as their world separated for ever..🥺🥺

Nathalie is used to hanging out in Belle’s office after lunch to pass time until the break is over. Belle chuckled after hearing what Nathalie said. “Ohhh… the devil’s wearing Gucci,” her friend continued. “I thought his fashion is from the 1800s, Gucci’s 1920s.” Nathalie took two steps backward, she leaned on the file cabinet. She did this without taking her eyes off Tristan and Jacob. “The devil stepped out of his car. Where is my boyfriend though? Wait, is he planning to come over? Huh! No Tristan De Clarion, don’t you dare!”

"Come on, Belle! Sing!" "Interesting. She can sing too?" thought Bruce. "Que the music," said Adam. Bruce frowned as he saw Adam again. "Why is this guy always around her? Does he like her? Are they more than just friends?" "Go our beauty queen Belle," shouted Lucy. Belle picked up the mic and started singing. Bruce gasped at her beautiful voice. It was magical. It was as if he was in an opera listening to her nailing the high notes. He felt that he could listen to her forever. He was so amazed by her talents.

“More like a gala actually." “A gala?” Arya asked, raising her brows in surprise. Belle nodded, pulling her gently toward the house. “Mmhmm. At the Balducci estate. Very exclusive. Very dangerous. Very exciting.” Arya frowned. “Dangerous?” “Well, not dangerous like gun-to-your-head dangerous,” Belle said, waving a hand. “But... okay, yes. Maybe a little bit like that. Which is why we’re going in disguise.” Arya stopped walking. “What do you mean disguise?”

"it a replacement I got for madam windy " "Ohhhh I see but careful the belle also brought a replacement " Cherry roll her eyes I can tell she's annoyed "See ya later" they wave goodbye, "who's belle?" I asked,cherry sigh "she's the beauty here And she earns more money because of her face, though you beat in beauty,I wish you are without makeup I will love to see the look in her face" we continue going deeper inside the club There's a casino there and guest rooms,this place is really secretive here

" Annalise shouted in anger She kept quite and Annalise ran towards Belle. Belle is already covered with blood "I don't wanna waste another second in the human world. Just come with me ,now" Chantelle commanded "Huh? Are you okay lady!? Who are you for fûck sake! Why did you hurt!?" Belle she rasped in anger. Chantelle just looked at her "I'll give you from the count of one to ten. Come with me now or die "

Caroline nodded at Arabelle's answer and didn't question more . Arabelle grabbed her leather jacket and grinned looking in the mirror . She was having a red lipstick with a very thin strapped black top with a v neck . The necklace she wore was like a chocker with its chain running down between her breasts . As soon as Archer walked in his eyes went wide at his belle's appearance. "Belle . What the fuck are you wearing !?" He yelled .

Allie and I walk out of the bar. Getting Allie into the truck is a challenge, she is pretty drunk. I buckle her seat belt and make my way to the driver side door. Grabbing for the door handle, "You're drunk, you shouldn't be driving" a male voice says. Scaring me half to death, I whip around. "and you should be at home tending to your bitch of a girlfriend" I spit back at him. He shows me a half crooked smile. "I'm sorry about Westin, he's young and can't take a hint". Shrugging my shoulders "It's whatever." Turning back around I grab the handle and start to open the door as a hand gentle closes it. "I'm sorry about Eliza, she isn't my girlfriend." His smell is enticing as he's not touching

She shot back as I turned back towards the party. I didn't bother answering. My eyes scanned the room, and my stomach tightened. Belle was gone. Just then, Kara stepped in, frowning. I ignored her glare as I approached her. My only concern right now was Belle. “Where is she?” I asked, barely a breath. She crossed her arms across her chest, looking me dead in the eye. “Listen to me,” she hissed. “I know you don't care about Belle or anyone else, but don't think you're untouchable. If you hurt her or even try to get close to her ever again, I'll dig up every secret you've got and—”

Knowing that there was no other person I would rather spend my happily ever after with. The end of my story. Me being the Beauty… Luca Costello being my Beast. THE END