Your Fantasy Bella Novels & Stories

"I'm sad that you have a favorite, Sophie." By the time I realized how dangerous those words were, I was already thrown onto Max's bed. My hands were pinned above my head. The gentle, restrained image he usually wore was gone, replaced by something far more overwhelming. He slowly let the chill of melting ice trail across my skin. My senses climbed toward a dizzying peak. I never would've guessed that someone who seemed so noble and proper could be the biggest freak of all. His gaze burned with desire, his manhood grinding against my core without end, his hand playing with my lips, leaving me no chance to explain.

Dina huffed and looked like she was going to say no. "What happened to Bella? You have never brought a woman to shop here before." Alpha Killian sighed. "Bella is in Spain." "So, who is she?" Dina demanded gesturing towards me. "Just some girl... I mean, I had to act with her to make Bella jealous. You know, she needs some money." "You didn't have to stoop so low..." "Alpha Killian," Colby interrupted. Alpha Killian turned to look at him. "There is something you should know."

Bella grabbed her coffee and escaped to the backyard, her hands shaking so badly she had to set the mug down. Not yet. As if it was inevitable. As if they were all just waiting for the right moment to cross a line that should never be crossed. She paced the small patio, trying to sort through the tangle in her chest. Guilt. Anger. Confusion. And underneath it all, something she didn't want to name. Want. Her phone buzzed. Unknown Number: Is this Bella Black? She frowned. Yes. Who is this?

Carissa thought worriedly. -//- Carissa, or what everyone knows as Bella, hasn't started working yet. Rey is still giving Carissa a chance to get used to and re-learn the world of modeling. "Bella, can we practice first?" Vena asked Carissa to practice first. "Okay," said Carissa. "The camera lens was ready to take a picture of Carissa, and Carissa started to style skillfully. For some reason, Carissa felt as if she was used to being in front of the camera. Is it possible that Carissa entered Arabella's body?

She believed Bella was doing this intentionally to intimidate her, but she won’t let this bitch win. “Tsk! Everyone said I am scary,” Bella said with a smirk. She swiftly approached Casey at lightning speed and grabbed her neck. “Everyone feared me and they will. I love evil women like you. So, I need more like you,” Bella remarked and brought Casey’s face close to hers. “Do you want to know why everyone is afraid of me?” Bella asked while Casey tried to free herself as she couldn’t breathe. The foam came out of her mouth as the force extended to her neck.

Lost deep in her thoughts, Liza absentmindedly traced her pencil skirt's hem, painfully aware of how her charity shop attire contrasted sharply with everyone else's designer labels and brands. Just then, her phone pinged with another message, this time from her gas company threatening to disconnect her service if her account remained unpaid in full within a mere two weeks. A shiver ran down her spine; it felt like yet another cruel twist of fate conspiring against her. As she absentmindedly scrolled through her social media feed, an advertisement flashed before her eyes. It called out to young women aged 19-26, promising them an opportunity for elegance and mystery, a chance to work at an ex

She looked like the version of herself she had almost forgotten—the one forged during the strange, painful days when her body had been changing, strengthening, becoming something more. Sandra exhaled slowly. “You look incredible, Bella.” Bella laughed, soft and disbelieving. “Thank you.” “Now go out there and own the night,” Sandra added, wiggling her brows. “Who knows? You might even find your mate.” Bella felt heat rush to her cheeks. The idea lingered longer than she expected—dangerous, hopeful, impossible. Especially if her mate turned out to be Dave Stark. Sandra turned to leave—and promptly collided with someone.

She glanced at Bella, who was engrossed in her phone, her fingers moving swiftly over the screen. “Bella, are you sure about this?” Hara asked, attempting to break the uneasy silence. Bella looked up with a confident smirk. “Absolutely. It’s going to be amazing. Just relax and enjoy the ride. Besides, you might meet someone interesting.” Hara forced a smile, though her mind was racing with worries. She tried to focus on the positive aspects, like the chance to see the prince, but her anxiety kept creeping in. “Yeah, I suppose,” Hara said, trying to sound enthusiastic. “But I’m still nervous.”

she said "free me from this bondage and I will fuck your brains out if it's sex you want!" I replied "that's not happening, if I free you now, you will beat me till I pass out, I have seen how ruthless and angry you can be. Bella should be up for the challenge though, I know she must have signed the contract in your office" she said

"But I think there's something missing. Show us your tits." Bella straightens obediently, then shimmies around until she's facing the group, lacing her fingers together behind her head. Charlotte purses her lips as she runs her finger along the chain, not pulling on it but obviously making Bella feel it. "Ah, I know, you would be so much prettier in a corset." She turns around and walks back to the main group, then bends down and retrieves Bella's cyan-