Garou #belle Novels & Stories

Bye. — Bye. She said goodbye to Celeste. Alicia, excited, went to the supermarket to buy what she would make for dinner. She was thinking of making spaghetti bolognese, Gabriel's favorite food, so when she got home she set about preparing dinner with great enthusiasm and, once it was ready, she prepared to take a long bath. She dressed in a black nightgown that she had in her underwear; it had been a long time since she had dressed like that. She remembered one night when she put it on to surprise her husband, but he stopped her and said:

I quickly poured another scotch and chugged it. “You okay, Jay?” Belle said from beside me, making me jump. I nearly forgot she had been sitting there this whole time. “Yes, I’m fine. Just excited for the millionth contract is all,” I replied nonchalantly as we pulled to a stop. Opening my door, I slid out and turned to help Belle out of the black SUV. She was dressed in a skin tight skirt, ending at her knees and beginning well above her stomach. She had a white button-up shirt, long sleeve. She looked very professional. Her black hair was up in a high pony-tail, her black glasses standing out in front of her pale skin. I turned when I heard crunching gravel nearing me and looked up t

But something kept her there, as he lifted his eye to her, holding her in some sort of spellbound. She felt her breath hitch as he looked up to her eyes. Dark grey eyes that looked like the clouds of rain at midnight, hair that was beautifully blonde and silky, it got her imaginations running wild. She swallowed as her eyes skimmed down his face. Straight roman nose, and heavily defined, pale pink cupid's bow lips. His jaw line was so straight, she could imagine how it would feel in her hands. He had left his three top buttons undone, and the tops of a toned body came into teasing view. She could see the tops of a tattoo to the side of his neck, and hell, she wanted to see where it led. Wher

I began pumping, hard and fast, as my beast roared in satisfaction. Before long, I felt myself getting closer to my peak. I grasped her legs and held them over my shoulders as I thrust into her with all my strength. The woman was a pool of moans and screams, her walls tightening around my shaft as she neared her own or***m. With five more mind blowing thrusts, I spilled over inside of her, my pe**s throbbing with pulse after pulse of my seed. Harriet laid still, her breathing fast and pronounced. “You can leave now”, I demanded as I pulled my pe**s from within her and threw myself down on the bed. She stood quickly and pulled her nightdress back into place before hurrying from the room. I ha

She growled, provoking him. Layke’s next thrust was extra hard – a warning. “Keep growling at me and telling me you’re not mine. I dare you.” “I’m not yours.” Belle reached back one of her arms and grazed his chest with her nails. Only to growl when she felt the slash of his elongated faerie nails slash along the flesh of her lower back, branding her. “Bastard.” She growled. Belle gasped as a hand came down sharply on her ass before his hand knotted in her hair, dragging her up so her back was arched against his chest. “You’re mine, Belle. Say it.” He growled, ruthlessly hammering into her.

“No Jack, I took a quick picture, to show Angel that under the crisp suit, is a man who is just like the rest of us, but sexier.” “Oooh really let me see. I love ogling sexy men whenever I get a chance.” I roll my eyes at Jack as Anya produces a sleek looking grey card from her pocket. She passes it to me, and I stare at it as though it might attack me. Grant Cerulean; is the name on the card, and I can see his number written below. But I am distracted by Jack, as he groans while looking at Anya’s phone. “Oh, that is not fair Annie, why would such a specimen exist and not be available for me to enjoy.”

Alexis, one of the blonde girl said. "That's what I want." Belle casually grabs the bowl of popcorn from the table. "You mean, you will marry Alaric blithely?" Luca sat beside Belle and asked with a confused look. "Yes." Belle stretched her arms upwards with a look of satisfaction. "Carter, did you bring Nelson?" Belle asked the man opposite her. His eyes twinkled. "Of course, I have tied him in the left corner room." Carter said and jumped up from his seat. "Come on guys, let's have some fun." Belle smiled and followed Carter.

She hugged him tightly ‘You have no choice, you must live for our daughter’ A week later she was dead and Gaston kept his promise, Belle was at school and the village was quiet as he carried her body and placed it into his truck. He drove to the outskirts of town the turned down a hidden track bumping along until he reached the circle of stones and pulled it to a stop. Gently he carried Agathe and placed her into the middle of the circle. He stood for a minute looking down at her beautiful face then opened the small book she had given him,

Tall, dark red stilettos. She’s wearing a sating dress that clings onto her body perfectly, complemented by the dazzling jewelry around her neck and wrists. Her hair, her smile, her eyes, she looks incredible. I soon realise that she is not the woman I met last night. Something has changed, and her aura has shifted into something dangerous. Tristan’s body is still turned to me, but his eyes are fixed on Bella, with his lips slightly parted in awe. Her scent fills the room. “Miss Ward, please have a seat.”