The Bell Novels & Stories

{Ava’s POV} ~ Some Days Later ~ The bells began at dawn. Not the sharp, celebratory chime used for victories or coronations— but the low, slow toll reserved for endings that mattered. Each strike rolled across the Palace grounds like a breath released too carefully, echoing through stone corridors, over battlements, down into streets still stained with the memory of war. They rang for Calita.

Hated that I had caused it by not speaking the truth sooner. Rowan didn’t move. His hand brushed her arm. Possessive. Petty. I clenched my fists. Before I could say another word, before she could decide an echoing chime rang through the academy. Three sharp tolls from the ceremonial bell at the gate, followed by a blast of the signal horn. My heart stills. The only time that bell rang was during critical announcements. It hadn’t rung in over a year. A scholar dressed in the traditional silver-blue robes rushed through the hallway, panting, voice raised, “All wolves! Gather in the main hall! Immediately!”

Mary said softly, walking closer to Melody with a worried expression on her face. Melody stared at her for a moment, then said, “The bell is what keeps the mansion organized; the bell is what makes sure that everything is done on time and in the proper manner. The bell is a representation of order in the mansion. If I don't ring that bell every day, there will be chaos.” “But... that's not why you ring it every day, is it? You couldn't care less if the entire world turned to space dust. You said so yourself. So… why?” Mary asked.

She chuckled as he hugged her back. “ Bells. " He cried. “ Hey, enough. I'm here now so stop those noises. " She rolled her eyes and he chuckled. “ I thought you would never come back." “ Really? I would never miss when you finally fall in love. " “ Cuzzzy!!!!" Arleta screamed from her sleep. “ I heard her voice. I knew I heard her voice." She said looking around. “ Arleta." Bellamy called and she turned to her direction.

BELLE I had just put Jamie and Jordan to sleep when the bell rang once again. I heaved out a long sigh. Who could it be this time? It's been barely an hour since I left Kyle standing in the middle of the street. He couldn't possibly have the gut to come back now, right? I headed to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water, ignoring whoever was at the door when the bell rang again. Once. Twice. Then a third time. It went on without a break and if this were to continue, it'd wake the kids up.

was my Bestie before she became your woman, Gabe, so I have more rights doing these kinds of things for her than you do, so back off!” Their parents, Jacob and I, would laugh ourselves silly watching the siblings argue over such petty things. I was still deep in thought when Gabriel walked into the room, followed by his parents and Ari. And, like the routine it had become, I received my daily dose of soft hugs and kisses. Jacob then started to teasingly complain to Gabriel, “What do you think of Bell? She asked me to read her favorite book to her, but her mind floated to God knows which cloud” and completed with a dramatic eye roll. “Awwww, I’m sure Bella has her reasons, bud, but for now ,

Just as he was about to ask another question, his phone started ringing relentlessly. The moment he answered, Gavin's voice practically shattered the speaker. "Ignatius! Have you seen the video in the company group chat? It's gone viral!"

The bell was about the same height as the two knuckles of his index finger, but it was exquisitely made with a thin red rope tied to it. "This is called Secret Ear Bell," Charlotte Sky said.

"Give it a few more years. Once you've grown into yourself a bit more, you might actually hold your own against her." Rebecca shot him a look sharp enough to strip paint. The place Caleb was heading to was called Bronzebell Garden. The bronze bell was an ancient instrument, large and resonant, with a tone somewhere between a bell and a chime. Naming a residence after it said something about the people who lived there. Oscar felt a flicker of genuine curiosity. They had barely reached the gate when a young woman appeared before the doorman could even announce them. The moment Oscar saw her, he understood why Caleb kept bringing her up.

Damien told me that we had to wait until Samhain6, or Halloween, to teleport us to Hell, because that’s supposedly when the veil between the living world and the dead is its thinnest, and it would be the easiest day for me to attempt teleporting between realms since it’s my first time.