What Is Bella Swan's Power 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

Her eyes darted nervously around the area, silently questioning her presence. "You will begin with the basics," I stated firmly, my voice steady. "Learning to defend yourself is the first of many necessary steps." She nodded, though fear flickered in her eyes. With a snap of my fingers, the shade materialized. A dark, imposing figure emerged from the shadows, its glowing golden eyes piercing the dim light. It was a manifestation of my power, a creature under my control, moving with an eerie grace that sent shivers down Bella's spine. Gasping, she stumbled back, her hand gripping my arm tightly, nails digging into my skin.

He never made a move on me and I daren't make a move on him, but my feelings for him only grew I just wish I had the guts to tell someone even if it was just Bell. Through the next nine months a lot of things happened in the coven, I was learning more of my power which we had found out was fire. Bell had found out she had fire too and we were so excited that we had the same power. It meant that we were going to be in the same "lesson's" if you could call it that. But after another month Bella's powers seemed to be changing and we found out she had a small affinity for earth aswell. This was unusual and very rare as witches don't have more than one power any more. Centuries ago a witch could

“He is very much alive.” “That wasn’t what I hoped to hear,” Gwendoline said with a heavy heart. “Is he that powerful?” I gasped. “He is very powerful,” Belle said emphatically. “He has been adding to his own power over the centuries by collecting Fae powers in payment for his services.” “That’s what Shona’s sister did,” I mused. “Mari, yes,” Belle nodded. “She was one of many. What I don’t understand is why he is targeting you.”

I say. Belle touches my face. "I need to borrow some of your power, but you will be fine," Belle says. That is why I cannot hear her in my head, our link is interrupted, and why she was asleep for so long, she was taking power from me to help Luna Alanis defeat the darkness. Luna Alanis is strong like Belle, and with a little extra juice from me, this will end well for us, not for the dark one but for us. I just hope it does not hurt me.

I said trying to wear a fake smile when in reality I want to fucking kill that bitch called Bella. The hell, she is beautiful and innocent on the outside, but her heart is as black as the devil. Just a few days in the palace and she is all over my face. That girl has used her powers to manipulate my son, and he now has the effrontery to question my orders. I knew she was a witch but I never knew how much her powers has grown. But not to worry, it's a good thing that the oracle is close by. All I need to do is cut off her wings once I get what I need from her.

Jakobe replied. "So what other abilities are there?" Pythia asked. "Well there is Telekinesis which is control over an object, I've heard flying but that hasn't been proven. You can already turn in to a wolf because you have one. Those who don't are able to turn into whatever animal they want to. You will be so much stronger and faster than all of us. All of your natural senses have been extremely heightened so really the only things left are the vision and the mind images stuff that Bella gets." Jakobe replied. "You also have one very powerful thing that no one else has and that is this siphon. I don't know what it is but something tells me that when you combine your abilities to it and bon

"Show me, Bella. I believe in you." Bella closed her eyes, centering herself. Her body glowed with a soft, ethereal light as she tapped into the depths of her power. Slowly, she raised her hands, and orbs of energy materialized around her, pulsating with a vibrant intensity. She began to move, her body flowing with a grace that seemed otherworldly. The energy orbs followed her every motion, swirling and dancing in a synchronized symphony. It was a mesmerizing display of control and finesse.

Then she turns it on the enemy. Black flames ripple out. Every demon it touches goes up in smoke—ash before they can even scream. Bella isn’t done. She pulls the borrowed power from Jamal and Michael, returning them to their human forms. Then she sends a final blast into Fenrir’s corpse—ripping it apart, scattering it into pieces too distant to ever reform. But he’s a god. He won’t truly die. Hopefully, she’s scattered him far enough that he can’t come back any time soon.

I stared at her, convinced I’d misheard. She leaned closer, lowering her voice even further. “I know a spell. One that can help us switch spots.” My heart skipped. “What spell?” I asked, barely breathing. Bella hesitated, her gaze flicking nervously toward the door before returning to mine. “You know why the pack never really accepted me,” she said softly. “Why they whisper about me… why they bully me.” I nodded. “Because your mother is a witch.” “Yes.” She swallowed. “She taught me a few things. Not much, but enough.” Her fingers trembled as they tightened around mine. “This spell can get you out. Right now.”