Twilight Saga Bella Swan Novels & Stories

Devon started, his voice low. "Devon! Bella! We doing this or what?" Marcus's voice carried up from the garage, irritated and impatient. The spell broke. Bella ducked past Devon and practically ran for the stairs, the resistance bands still pressed against her chest like a shield. Behind her, she heard Devon exhale slowly. She didn't look back. That afternoon, Bella volunteered to pick up groceries. Anything to get out of the house, away from the garage where Devon was putting Marcus through another round of exercises, away

" While Bella manages not to react, Jazz starts to laugh at the worst line that I've probably uttered in my whole life, but her disapproving stare makes him shut up surprisingly fast. "Well, then I am sure you will be happy to have found her." I make a show of exchanging glances with Jazz, then beam my most charming smile at Bella. "You're Ms. Swan? I should have guessed. With your beauty, you outshine all of the ugly ducklings populating these halls." She doesn't even smile, which must be hard considering the bullshit I'm making up, but her utter lack

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.

I smiled at her. “Mine is just Layla.” She’s not really Bella after all. Good thing! She seems nice. Maybe that’s why I was annoyed with her yesterday because I don’t want anyone else playing the character of Bella Swan who is someone else. “You know twilight?” I asked out of the blue. “H-huh?” “Twilight, written by Stephenie Meyer. The novel?” “There’s a movie now so it’s impossible you don’t know,” I said. Her forehead furrowed. Seems confused by what I said. She didn’t seem to know them.

It's very funny how we survive the things we thought could kill us if it ever happens to us, I guess one never know their strength or their weakness until they experience some certain situations. After a year and half I finally met Charles, he was my nightmare and my ruin, I never thought I would be able to do it. I never thought I could face him without crashing out but today I did. I guess I'm finally ready to get out of my shell and take on my mission. I cleaned the foggy bathroom mirror to reveal my face, Bella blinked back. But her eyes… they belonged to someone else, Rose. If she wasn't born I probably wouldn't have survived and all I could say everytime is that I'm so proud of her mos

He had become even more reserved than before, yet his methods grew increasingly ruthless, turning him into a living demon feared by everyone in the business world. Rumor said he remained faithful to his deceased wife by staying alone to this day. However, whenever I saw those so-called faithful headlines, I only found them absurd. One day, after training, the director of the ballet academy came looking for me. “Clara, your talent and discipline are undeniable. The academy is going on a world tour, and we want you as the principal dancer for The Dying Swan.” I froze, my heart pounding violently in my chest. Becoming a principal dancer had once been a dream so distant that it felt unreachable.

I feel like a teenage guy being accepted by a girl for a date. I waited for Bella to wake up. As I waited for her to open her brown hazel eyes, I started to think how to talk to her. What am I supposed to say? Will she be comfortable with me? Goddess this is so frustrating. Bella's POV I let out a groan as I opened my head. After I opened my eyes, I tried sitting up. Just then someone came to help me sit down. It was Xavier. He helped me sit straight up. He held my shoulder with one hand and adjusted the pillow. the sparks, they were there again.

She's confident, fierce, unstoppable. But even she has her limits. Soon, she's surrounded by the remaining Silver Hunters, and they're closing in. I feel a surge of panic. This can't be happening. Not to her. And then wind starts to whip around the tents and trees. It wails and screams, putting out the fire, and collapsing the tents. A small tornado takes shape, and Wendy directs it at the Silver Hunters. It knocks them into the trees one by one, until there's no one left standing.

The moment she got close enough, Eira told her in a hurried whisper, "Hold on to me tightly and no matter what happens, don't let go. We're teleport out of here. Bella wiped her cheeks, nodding and did as she was told. The witch turned her head to the blond-haired vampire and saw that he was struggling. The one he had attacked lay there, still—dead, probably. But the other two were leaping at her and he was missing their jaws by only fractions. "Nate, I need you to get here as soon as I push them aside," Eira told him, raising her arms to prepare for casting the spell. Suddenly, however, Bella screamed beside her. Eira saw that the black wolf she had tossed into the tree trunk, had risen aga

"Bella" the fairy goddess whispered sadly. Bella is lying on the bed unconscious. After Stephen shot her, she lost a lot of blood. The healers in the fairy realm don't have any clue about how to deal with wounds of this kind. They don't know that they should remove the bullet from the body of the injured to stop the bleeding and avoid infection. By the time Blaze recovered from his initial shock and rush her to the human hospital, she lost a lot of blood.