Novel & Cerita Twilight Breaking Dawn Part 1 Bella

Her voice was barely audible. Han Fei Ye approached her, and called her name softly, "Wei Wei", "Wei Wei, it's me, Han Fei Ye." Fang Wei Wei lifted her head and looked at him. Still feeling dizzy, she could not recognize his face, but she could discern his voice. It felt like a dream. A sweet simile plastered her pale face, "Fei Ye..." She passed out before she finished her sentence. Han Fei Ye caught her with his strong arms, princess-carried her, and rushed to his suite in the hotel.

A small smile appeared on the woman's lips watching the petite girl slowly descending the stairs and standing a few steps away from her, the woman stepped forward standing in front of the young girl who sighed heavily. "Bellaria." Bella blankly gazed at the woman who's smile felt like an evilest one ever. "Mrs. Wayne." _____________________________________

Finding the perfect place, he bit her neck. Bella gasped from the pain. She grasped his head in pleasure as he started sucking on her. She roughly pulled his hair pulling him away from her. “What?” She stared at his teeth. “Ahh. You have fangs.” “Yes, my love. I wanted to mark you.” “Mark me?” He ripped off her dress and bit her breast. Bella let out a scream, “Ahh.” After he got done licking her wounds and cleaning the blood, he looked at her. “Now, no matter where you go, I will find you.”

Bella's POV The sun was just beginning to set as I stood nervously in front of the grand entrance of the luxurious Bennett mansion. The opulent surroundings seemed alien to me, a stark contrast to the dilapidated neighborhood I grew up in. My heart raced with a mix of excitement and trepidation, unsure of what awaited me inside. As the large wooden doors swung open, I found myself face to face with Victoria Bennett, Xander's formidable mother. Her piercing gaze seemed to size me up, examining every inch of my humble attire and worn-out shoes. I squared my shoulders, determined to hold my ground.

When Lucinda threatened to kill both of us and began lowering us toward our deaths, Bella suddenly screamed, "I will choose!" "Good," Lucinda said with a wicked grin. "Now choose." Bella’s eyes found mine. She tried to look strong, but it was clear she was falling apart. A single tear rolled down her cheek. Then she turned to Aaron. She looked at him briefly, shut her eyes, and whispered, "I choose Aaron." Even though that’s what I had wanted, my heart sank. Tears burned my eyes, but I held them back as I looked at her. Lucinda quickly chimed in. "So predictable. I knew she’d pick an Alpha instead of you."

It would save me some trouble. Bella got out fairly easily and embraced Cindy in a hug. Then she moved to the back door. "There's someone I want you all to meet." She says to us with a bright smile. She opens the door, and out steps a nearly identical young woman. Other than the scar on Bella's face, Maggie's blonde hair, and her slightly fuller frame. I had never seen a more beautiful creature. It appeared to me that the beauty was scared to death.

Darrell I watched Bella through the half-open blinds, that slow, almost hesitant sway in her hips as she crossed the courtyard toward my private wing of the faculty residence. The wide-brimmed hat shielded most of her face, but I could still make out the nervous way she kept glancing left and right, like she expected someone to jump out and call her name. Sunglasses perched on her nose even though the late-afternoon sun was already dipping behind the palms. Cute. Desperate. Delicious.

Bella’s POV I nodded and lowered my eyes, forcing myself to look shy. “Of course, Alpha Gideon,” I said. “Enough standing around,” he said. “Start sparring.” “With who, Alpha?” I asked. “You know I don’t have a wolf, and I’m not a good fighter.” He paused, clearly thinking. Just as he was about to speak, a sharp voice cut in. “I’ll spar with Bella,” Scarlett said. “Alpha.”

She reluctantly sat there, looking at the Goddess in front of her. "Give me your hand," Hecate offered, showing the girl her upturned palm. She placed hers in it, a little surprised at the coldness meeting her skin. "You are grieving. Your heart has been broken by the vampire," the Goddess' voice sounded ominous and powerful, suddenly coming from all around her. Diana's breath hitched in her throat. The Goddess wrapped her hand around hers, her sharp and black nails quickly sinking into Diana's skin like tiny blades, drawing blood. Diana let out a pained mewl, eyes widening with alarm.

She arched into me, answering it with her own fire, and for a time, I let myself drown in her—her moans, her scent, the way she clung to me as if I were the only thing keeping her tethered. --- Hours later, when her breathing evened out beside me, Bella slipped from bed. I stirred but she pressed a kiss to my temple. “Rest, Chad,” she whispered. “I’ll be right here. I need to perform the spell.” Reluctantly, I let her go, though my wolf prowled uneasily as she moved to the spacious balcony.