What Bella Novels & Stories

I watch a man pressing into another man while the one in the middle takes a woman from behind as she rides another partner, moaning and begging them to finish her. Yet with all the activities happening around us, Bella doesn't say a word. Instead, she's studying the entire place, taking it all in with wide, sparkling eyes and quickening breaths. Under her silk blouse and through her bra, I can see her nipples hardening and watch the way she squeezes her thighs together. She's definitely turned on, but she's all business when she speaks. “So you want something inspired by this space, but not necessarily based on it, correct?”

Maya’s scar started to burn again like it remembered everything. They walked along the stone path. The fountain bubbled softly. Everything looked peaceful. Too peaceful. Then Maya heard it. A soft laugh. Low and familiar. Bella stepped out from behind the tall rose bushes. She was not in a hospital gown anymore. She wore a simple black dress and her hair was perfect. She looked nothing like the weak woman in the hospital bed. “Hello, Maya,” Bella said sweetly. “Or should I say the dead girl who refuses to stay dead?”

Bella doesn't just have a daughter, her daughter is the same girl I brought to this hospital. While in thought, I heard someone walk in. It was Bella, she stood at the entrance and saw me close to Christa's bed. Thanks to the costume, she thought I was Christa's doctor. But suddenly her phone rang, so she walked out to answer it. I let a sigh of relief as shes didn't get in. Smiling, I touched the little girl's silky hair, admiring her beautiful face. For a moment there, I thought the girl actually looked exactly like me. It never occurred to me but looking at her face now. Could Maya and Bella be the same person? Then who was buried at the cross cemetery?

Morina forced a smile, "Well, that's a matter for later." Bella was feeling uneasy in all this, clutching her dress tightly. She had met all the guests, so she told Shanaya and went to her room. As soon as she enters the room, Bella removes all her jewellery, quickly undoes her hair, goes to the washroom, takes a shower and stands there. Bella's tears were flowing along with the shower water and suddenly her hand automatically went to her stomach. And she gets lost in old memories . TWO YEARS AGO Peter's flat in London

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.

" Hello everyone! May I have your attention!" The chatter dies down as the crowd look at the elder. Anticipating. " Everyone! Today we found another reason to add on to our days celebration!" " Our Queen Scarlett Lockwood along with her team has successfully resolved the ever ending dispute over the northern province!" " And I with great honour would like to reward her with the entitlement of...the Golden medal for the best and the first Beta female in history!" Scar looked shocked. The title was the most prestigious award ever given to a Beta.

"Costello Residence, who am I speaking to?" "Ay-Ayla." I say, there's some feedback till another beep, then the gates open. I walk to the beautiful large mahogany doors about to knock but a woman appears, she looked to be in her thirties and had a very warm aura about her. "Come in, My name is Antonella." She says and I smile. "Mr Costello is still asleep but made me aware you'd be arriving at three, did you get lost dear?" I smile at the thought of Ryder telling her I was coming. She leads the way and we walk up the stairs. "Not really, there's no bus stops or stations nearby so I had to walk here from Kensington Olympia station. "Ah yes, that is quite a liability. Here we are." Antonella k

And what was she thinking while doing so? Wasn't she afraid of her life? Wasn't she aware that in what she was getting into? But above all, I was wondering how did she get such a big scar on her face? Could you believe me? I removed my veil, but Bella had still not opened her eyes. The skin color of both the girls didn't match at all. While the Camella had a milky white complexion, Bella's skin complication was of olive or gold-yellowish color. How could I not figure out that realize that Camella was not under the veil?

responded Wallace in anger, conveying his frustration at the elusive target. "What happened?" inquired Thalia, displaying a genuine interest in the details. "We can't look for a face we don't know. Maybe she passed by me, and I smiled at her," Wallace insinuated, unraveling the complexity of their pursuit. "We need a face, Thalia. A face." "Listen, Detective," Thalia stood up, her posture exuding a sense of command. "I have never met Gabriella before. I told you everything I know about that woman. Because of me, you managed to capture tons of her cocaine."

When the four girls get their breakfast and go sitting at a table they attracted so much attention because they're different but still managed to be friends. Especially, Fang Wei Wei, she is so beautiful, with 1.7m tall, brown almond eyes, fair skin, her long dark hair draped over her shoulder and gently rippled like soft silk with every movement. She seems fragile which makes men have that so-called protective instinct. But no one knows that she can beat 5 of them at once. And today, following her mother's instruction she wears a yellow dress that covers her knees but exposes her long fair legs which seem even longer with high heels.