Twilight Fanfiction Bella Novels & Stories

I was raised by nurses and doctors like a lab rat. Looking at the clock again it's 9:50am. Getting up and grabbing my stuff I start making my way to the front desk , going pass the cafeteria and the game room. I have a sad smile on my face because I'm really going to miss the memories bad and good . "Hey bitch" ,looking up I see it's Bella "Ahhhhhh , you came" I run towards her "Of course I wouldn't miss it for the world" she says. Bella has dyed her hair black and now has tattoos.

I raised my hand and then sighed when I realized that I was still very weak. Holy molly!... I hate this! I suddenly heard a soft breathing beside me. Who could it be? Bella. She was sitting on a lone chair, sewing a tunic- one of my tunics. She was still dressed like a boy, but her hair was loose and tumoring over her shoulders and down her back. Lovely hair, I thought. I'd forgotten about her and her lovely hair. Dark as the bottom of an abyss, just like her eyebrows. Goddamned it! I can't be thinking so sweetly of her when she still must be punished for her crime. But she was pale. She must have seen through my deceit.

Bella murmured, adjusting his tie with a teasing smirk. “I can’t believe they are doing this right in front of me,” I groaned, dragging my hand down my face. Daniel looked up, his lips twitching with delight. “Hey, Lovely. You are up early.” “Yeah, that’s because I have an exam to write,” I said through clenched teeth. “So will you guys quit it and take me to school?” “Oh, yeah, let’s get going!” Bella squealed, opening the car door melodramatically. I climbed in beside her, and she immediately leaned closer, lowering her voice. “How’s Xavier?” she whispered, making my cheeks burn instantly.

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.

“Nor am I the kissing random strangers type.” “Well, it’s either that or skydiving,” Bella grinned, placing her hands on her hips. “I’m not letting you leave here until you do something exciting. Something to take your mind off of that asshole.” I shot my friend a withering glare, and she clasped her hands together and batted her eyelashes up at me. Dammit, I thought. Bella always knew exactly how to get me to do what she wanted to do, and besides, that last shot of tequila was beginning to hit. My body was starting to feel loose and warm, and maybe, just maybe…

This morning wasn't just the start of a new day, but the beginning of an execution I had meticulously laid out in my head. ​My footsteps echoed through the executive floor corridor, creating a rhythm that contrasted with the deathly silence around me. The white marble beneath my feet shone perfectly, reflecting the shadow of a woman who no longer carried fear in her eyes. Today, I am Bella Swan, and the Chief of Staff position is my first weapon to destroy Mike. ​A professional-looking woman, the HR representative, greeted me with a professional smile. She took me on a tour, showing me every corner of the executive floor, which felt like a labyrinth of glass and steel.

"Since it's Bella's first time, you should take her to dance the opening number." He studied me for a long moment before nodding hesitantly. "Alright. I'll come to you right after the first dance. It's the full moon, and the Moon Goddess will bless couples who dance together. You must wait for me." I nodded and obediently stepped back into a corner of the ballroom. Bella pulled Apollo toward the center of the dance floor. Before leaving, she even shot me a smug look. I opened my social feed and saw her latest post from just moments ago. She was wearing my wedding gown, holding onto my mate, and had uploaded a total of nine photos.

Alexander's POV I felt so good seeing Bella cry like a baby, it brought joy to my heart and I want her to cry more often, I hate her so much, more than the devil. I closed my eyes but sleep was far away from me so I opened them and crawled out of my bed like a worm, I yawned loudly and left the room. Bella is nowhere to be found, she must have gone somewhere to cry her eyes out, my phone rang and I picked up the call immediately when I realized it was Alexia

“One month, princess. Clock’s ticking. But when you lose, and you will… I’m not letting you walk away. You’ll be screaming Jayden every night while I ruin you for anyone else.” Bella’s heart slammed against her ribs. She ducked under his arm and walked away fast, rain soaking her completely, thighs slick for reasons that had nothing to do with the storm. “Child’s play,” she muttered to herself, but her voice shook. She wanted to lose already. And Jayden knew it. **

MY MOM drove us to the airport, the window of the car we were riding in was left open. Phoenix city temperature 23° C, clear sky, blue without clouds. I wore my favorite shirt — sleeveless, white lace; I wear it as a symbol of farewell. The object I was carrying was a piece of parka… er, but this is Bella's story in the Twilight novel, not mine. Ha ha! I am sorry to Stephenie Meyers for brazenly copying the main paragraphs of her novels. I did not mean to plagiarism, really! I love her!