Twilight Fanfiction Bella Bashing Novels & Stories

Even now, I dared to ask in a whisper, “Even after… Edward and my nudes… am I still yours?” His dark gaze roamed over my reddened cheek and bleeding lips. “If those photos could change my mind…then I am not Maximilian.” He slid his hand over my swollen cheek, his touch soft but his eyes blazing at the sight of me hurt and wounded. “Why didn’t you tell me Edward was harassing you? Why didn’t you tell me he was threatening you? Why do you lie…why do you always run from me, Bella?” “I was scared,” I admitted, trembling, tears streaming down my face. “Scared of your hatred. Scared you’d dislike me. Scared that what you felt was pity…and scared you’d leave me.”

In a flash, she surged forward, her fingers tangling into Bella’s hair with a force that sent a gasp rippling through the guards. The sudden movement yanked Bella’s head back, her eyes widening in shock before narrowing with defiance. For a moment, time seemed to pause and just the sound of their tense, uneven breaths filled the charged space before the storm truly broke. “You want to play right? Let’s play!” Bella angrily growled as she twisted Camilla’s arm and landed a slap on her face. Camilla screamed as she pulled her hair and a sadistic smirk took its place on Bella’s face as she yanked her hand off her hair and used all her strength to push Camilla away from her.

As his kisses moved to her chest, she instinctively arched forward, "We... just did, do you want to die of exhaustion?" Her flawless body, akin to white jade, visually stimulated Calvin, making it hard for him to restrain himself. With eager kisses and increasingly bold touches, he ignited her desire. Bella's mind was foggy, unable to think clearly. Just moments ago, they were arguing; how did they end up like this? His abrupt and forceful shift left her no choice but to follow his lead. She looked up at the ceiling light, her vision blurring, thinking perhaps he was right; watching the light wasn't so bad after all.

He whispered with a smile, his eyes raking her body up and down with lust. She shivered in disgust and took a step back. Old Odessa would have been putty in his hands with just that one look. Not new Odessa though. She wanted to flee. "You look so hot, Bella. Have you been working out?" He asked huskily. As his hands reached for her face, she slapped it away instinctively, and Lucas didn't like that very much. The desire that was on his face turned to anger as he grabbed her wrist. "You've grown wings, haven't you, Bella?"

I retorted telepathically, my inner turmoil evident in my response. "He's your mate, Bella, and sooner or later, he'd have seen your nakedness if he didn't see it now," Amelia reasoned, her words resonating with a hint of truth. Her words did make sense. In the world of werewolves, the concept of modesty and privacy was different. Mates shared an intimate connection, and such moments were bound to happen sooner or later. I took a deep breath, trying to summon the courage to face the inevitable. Maybe it was time to confront the situation, awkward as it may be.

“we will surely make her pay for every single tear that you had to shed, I promise” after getting her cleaned up, I gave her some sleeping pills to help her with a good night's sleep. I know it going to be very difficult to get to sleep with everything she had to witness today, I mean she has always wanted to get the love and attention of Michael but that girl keeps interfering in their life. she keeps getting all the love and attention that Erica deserves and all that Erica gets in return for her true love and devotion is heartbreak and pain. “we've had enough of that girl, it's high time we do something about it,” Arabella said with full determination and obvious hatred glaring through he

Taylor, of course, interpreted her actions as genuine love, assuming she had chosen him over her own father. Confident that she had Taylor wrapped around her finger, Bella didn't fret over matters of love. She was willing to manipulate the situation to her advantage, believing that Taylor would never leave her for another woman. Her beauty had captivated him from the first moment he laid eyes on her, and Bella dwelled in the power it granted her. At twenty-two years old, Bella possessed a stunning appearance that would make any high school girl envious. Her tall, slender figure and flawlessly beautiful face had drawn Taylor's attention and affection. She took pride in her appearance, recogni

KAEL There are three things I can’t stand: Weakness. Pretending. And watching a roomful of wolves circle a single target like hyenas. Tonight was all three. Bella Thorn’s laughter carried like perfume—sweet enough to rot teeth. She moved through the crowd in that glittering gown like she owned the place, and maybe she did. Most of the boys here bent at the knee for her father’s influence. I didn’t. Cassidan didn’t. Damon certainly didn’t. But Riven our new little mystery wasn’t ready for her brand of sport.

“Maa did you have a nightmare again?” Bella fetched a cup of warm milk for her obediently when she awakened after handing it to her, she asked “maa do you want me to tell you a story? She kissed her bely and said hey babies don’t trouble my mommy ok.. be good like me….” She was so clever and understanding that it made Maya feel guilty and her heart ached. She caressed Bella’s face and kissed her cheeks and said “hmmm..why don’t I tell you a story instead? What would you like to hear?”

The girls burst into laughter. “Is that all she has under there?” “What, she thought she could seduce Aiden with a body like THAT?” “With a chest as flat as that, are we even sure she’s female?” “Her figure can’t even compare to Bella’s!” Bella took a step back just as I came closer, and I fell onto the ground, landing heavily on my elbows. “Don’t even think about getting close to me, you stupid Omega.” Bella looked at me scornfully.