Novel Bara Dan Bella Novels & Stories

So much for a friendly hello. “Oh, that’s just a minor detail. It gets a lot more complicated than that. First, it was one elderly human that the town loves to death. So, it’s good PR. Now, we’ve got a lot to talk about. I hope you have time to listen.” Bart needed to tell the story so desperately that he almost rambled over his “Fire away. Bella is getting my afternoon coffee.” He sat in his office speaking to Bart. Bella was his Luna, assistant, and mate.

I saw a very familiar man standing right in front of me, holding my face gently and checking if I had any bruises. In his eyes, I can see that he is worried. "I'm fine. Why are you here anyway? Do you usually stay at this bar?" I asked him and looked around the area. "No. I don't go too cheap bars like this," he replied and tucked my hair in the back of my ear. I felt shivers in my spine. "Uhm... We need to go out there already," I told him, and he nodded as a response. When we went outside the bar, it was already dark and raining. The landscape is too astonishing! The cars with beaming lights, the high buildings, the people walking with umbrellas, and couples kissing.

“Come here.” Her tone turned commanding. “Get my clothes from the closet.” Bella let out a short laugh. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “Why are you standing there like a stupid person? I said get my clothes!” In one swift movement, Bella knelt bringing herself eye‑to‑eye with Ann. But this wasn't a submission. Her stare turned cold. Dangerous. A silent warning. “I am not Zara,” Bella said slowly, her voice dark and cutting. “I’m not the girl you used to torment. I am Bella. Not your maid. Not your toy. Dante’s wife.”

Bella’s POV I had only just finished cleaning the sewage water from the hallway and then finished tidying my room. My arms ached from the extra work, and for the first time all day, I was about to sit down and rest. The moment I lowered myself onto the edge of the bed, the door burst open. A servant girl rushed inside without bothering to knock. "Lady Clara requests for you." The words came out like an order rather than a message. I didn't even need to ask who had sent her. Clara had told me herself countless times in the past that Draven belonged to her. Of course the news of the marriage would have reached her ears by now. Of course she would be furious.

Everything is right in its own place but still I can't risk the life of my mate. “ We should be prepared by tonight,” Bella asked, snapping me back from my chain of thoughts. I still couldn't shake off the words Aaron and Bella. I turned my head to look at her and saw her pupils were milky white and there were white marks appearing on her skin. It looked like it was glowing. She looked nothing but majestic. “ What is it?” Both her parents asked in unison before we could ask anything. “ the barrier,” it was the only thing she said before passing out. They both caught her in time before she could fall on the ground.

I clutched my mickey mouse dress with both hands and bit my bottom lip. "So Alpha Jacob, what will it be? Are you going to take her with you?" Pa raised a question. Alpha Jacob shifted his chest outwardly with a stern poise "It's only right that…" unexpectedly he is interrupted by Diana's outburst and all our gazes turned and fixed on her. "Excuse me, take her where?" She walked closer to us with her hands on her hips dressed in her famous knee-length peach pencil dress with her pointed nude stiletto. "Alpha Jacob here is Bella's, fated mate, that's what we were discussing," Pa said beaming proudly,

Belle's POV: I am at work again. Not having a secretary is hard, seeing her working for her new boss in front of you harder. I prefer that she gets fired. She being at the company it's on my nerve. The fact that she was nice to me the day before acting like a bitch is so cool. Guess I am like my mother, we both suck at knowing people. Currently I am in the elevator with Dante, on our way to conference room. "What the fuck!" He growls. Cause the elevator stops dead in it tracks.

She greeted the other teacher, “And I assume you must be our new teacher.” My eyes darted across the room to meet the curious gaze of Bailey. Those wild curls of the previous night were gone, and her hair was neatly tamed back into a high pony-tail, with a red bow in her hair. And she wore a simple black maxi dress, with red converse on her feet. An unusual outfit, but I have to say she looked kind of cute… “I am Alli, the lead teacher. I think I missed you when you came in for your interview. I was visiting family.” Alli introduced herself, and offered her hand to Bailey, whose face broke into a smile, her delicate features lighting up as she did.

He didn’t answer right away, and that silence fanned the fury already burning in her chest. When he finally spoke, his words made her blood freeze in her veins. “I brought someone for you to talk to, Cara Mia.” The doors opened again, and a smallish middle-aged woman walked in, clutching a notepad to her chest as if it were a shield. Barbara eyed the wire-rimmed glasses… the stiff bun… the doctor's coat, and her eyes darkened in anger. “You brought me a shrink?” “You’ll humor her, Bella,” he said simply, already turning toward the exit. “I’m done arguing with you about this. We can talk about meeting your demands when we see how this meeting goes.”

But she is Bella, of course she didn’t take it that way. Bella froze mid-step, blinking at me with her wide brown eyes that always seemed to dance with some mischief. A grin tugged at her lips. “Why? What’s in there, Alex?” she asked, voice light and playful. “A treasure chest? Your secret stash of chocolates? Or—” she gasped dramatically, pressing a hand to her chest, “—oh my God, don’t tell me you’ve got a mistress locked in there or.” I didn’t so much as blink. “It’s none of your business,” I said flatly.