Twilight Fanfiction Bella Bashing Novels & Stories

CRACK. WHIPPED. CRACK. Crown Prince’s whip lashed out at Bella’s leg. Bella was crying at the pain of Crown Prince’s cruel punishment. He was hitting her, to vent out his anger. He was penalizing her for agreeing to become his maid. How he wasn’t showing her any mercy as he expressed how frustrated he was to be stuck with a trash phoenix. He didn’t even care if he made her crippled that day. He was going to take his anger out on her small and tiny body.

He wanted to run up to them and snap their necks. "Do you guys have nothing better to do than to annoy me?" Bella said, finally gathering enough courage to speak up for herself. The two guys laughed, clearly enjoying the way they were making her feel. "We're just having a bit of fun," one of them said with a smirk. "And besides, you're just a limelight," the other added. "You'll never be one of us, you'll always be on the outside looking in." The words stung, but Bella refused to let them see how much they hurt. "Fine," she said, her voice steady. "Say whatever you want, but I'm not going to stand here and listen to your crap!" Bella said, trying to push past them. But one of them grabbed he

There! Two very pointed fangs that glistened in the sunlight. So white, so evil, so scary, so beautiful, and so... Holy shit! It was like a shark tooth! Three times scarier. Wait! Wow, I'm not panicking. Why the hell am I not panicking? Why? I'm fucking Bella, and I am not panicking. “Because I gave a little push to your little, fragile mind not to panic. I swear, you'll be broken if I remove that push in your brain. You look like you are ready to collapse by the looks of it."

Bella angrily huffed and got up from the seat to storm off towards the washroom. Damon saw her retreating figure, wondering if he should be happy or worried with the way she was being clearly jealous over him. Bella splashed her face again and again with water in a useless attempt to get rid of the fury and tears that had unknowingly made their way through her eyes. She felt frustrated with the way she was feeling, angry at her own self. "What the fuck is wrong with me?!" she growled in a low voice, "fuck this business of his and fuck him. I should not be feeling this way. Stop being so fucking weak! All men are the same. He is also the same. Stop being affected!"

But now, Bella is playing a big game and it will be game over for Grace if her plan is successful. Grace turned to look at Bella with anger. 'Miss Bella was always sensible' 'She always cares about us' 'This Grace is two faced' "You shouldn't have come here. You are finished" Bella murmured low in her throat so that only Grace could hear her. She winked and immediately lowered her head so that no one would notice what she did. Just like Bella expected, her provocative words angered Grace. Bella bit her tongue until she tasted blood, waiting for Grace to react. Grace didn't disappoint. In a fit of anger, she raised her hand and slapped Bella hard across her cheek. Bella moved her face a littl

The frightened maid scrambled to her feet and hurried from the room, closing the heavy wooden door behind her. I stood completely frozen, my hands trembling uncontrollably. It couldn't be true. It simply couldn't. Bella... the quiet, patient, obedient Bella... had actually filed for divorce. I had expected tears. I had expected endless arguments between them. I had even expected Bella to eventually beg Zayn to choose her over me, just like she always did. But a formal petition for divorce before the Council of Elders? No. That wasn't supposed to happen. I began pacing the length of the room, my silk robes trailing behind me. "No... No... This isn't right."

Not in front of my men. Jaxon’s reaction came a heartbeat later. “What?” he snapped, the word laced with disbelief as his eyes snapped toward me, then back to her. “That’s not possible. You’re lying.” But Bella didn’t stop walking. She didn’t even look back. And that… that was what made it worse. The certainty in her voice. The calm in her steps. It didn’t sound like a lie. Outside, the whispers grew louder. Inside… everything shifted. My fingers tightened against the armrest of my throne.

Bella crossed her arms and glared at the couple. Ashton and Princess Bellania flinched. He held Princess' hand tightly. "What... what do you mean?" Ashton asked, agitated. "You don't know death? Do you want me to introduce it to you?!" Bella marched towards them. Her eyes were flaring in satisfaction and anger I couldn't explain. Those are her eyes every time she does a crime or attempts to do so. She pushed Ashton away from Princess. For a moment, I thought he would fall off this roof, but Bella held his collar.

SCARLETT POV Today came in like a whiplash on my face. I didn’t think for a second that I would do it. I was still bothered about my son. I surely do not want an extra problem piling up for me. Bella had confronted me, her breathing unmatched like she was in a hurry. She glared at me deeply as she spat out despicably, “You clearly do not have any shame,” her face flat out disgusted, showing off her distasteful side.

“But you… you're the epicenter of it all. The storm. The fire. The reason we’re still fighting.” I melted into the kiss, fingers gripping his shirt. My rage still simmered beneath the surface, but his mouth against mine… it reminded me that vengeance wasn’t all I lived for. But it sure did taste sweet. Just as we pulled apart, Bella walked in with two masked guards trailing behind her. “Oh,” she said flatly, looking at the body. “Looks like someone got creative.” “You should’ve seen the first draft,” I said with a wink. She rolled her eyes. “Any requests for disposal?”