Your Fantasy Bella Novels & Stories

Her lips were muted as she beheld the terrible sight before her, she had given up in body and soul, they were all dead, the creature had gotten to them before her and at this point there was no point in running, it was clear that it was teasing and could get to her no matter how far she was from him. "Summer." A female voice called weakly behind her, she breathed shakily gradually turning towards the direction of the voice. "Bailey... ?" She resigned to her fate as she saw Bailey covered in her own blood, then her eyes followed her as her body dropped to the ground but it wasn't over yet. A growling sound in the woods, the footsteps that got closer, she stared dead into the dark and there sh

Bella strode into the conference room, her tailored one-piece clinging perfectly, like she’d just stepped off a runway. Her hair was pinned up, sharp and polished. Damon’s gaze locked onto her, while Giana shot daggers from across the table. Bella took her seat, Connor to her right. She gestured between herself and Connor, her tone calm but cutting. “Let’s get this out of the way, we own everything you thought was yours.” Giana shot up from her chair, trembling with rage. “You’ll pay for this. You destroyed my brothers…”

I blinked a few times and muttered lamely, "Uh... Do ALL the girls have had these kinds of fantasies about me?" "Well, you, Keanu, and Brat Pitt." I thought about that. "Fair enough." "You gonna say you haven't had the exact same kinds of fantasies about all of us?" I was about to nod, but caught myself and winced. "Well..." Belle noticed and frowned. "I know. Everyone but me, right?" Shaking her head as she pulled her hand out of her shorts, she turned and slipped off the bed. "You're gorgeous, B," I said apologetically. "I just-"

“I'm not getting rapey with you or anything like that. My boyfriend would take great offense to that. I am just going to get you out of here before I have a rotting corpse beside the rotting cheeses.” “Mmm..” Bella whimpers, trying to move away from him. She does not know him or trust him. Although he is being somewhat kind to her, she has no idea what to do with him being kind. Is it genuine or is it some ploy to get her to drop her guard?

Change is inevitable, now they actually let the females become of the right age and tag it a contract marriage instead of using the word “selling off” Bella is just twenty five, small in size, about 170m tall. She has pretty brown eyes, full lips, full eyelashes that casts a shadow on the bridge of her nose whenever she closes her eyes. A pretty prominent nose, a nice jawline, she is gorgeous and it’s no surprise that she gets hit on countless times but neglects the attention. She got married three years ago, when she was twenty two. Seated around the couch, with her family and her husband's family, discussing the purpose of their marriage.

"You must want to seduce Farrell to get him to come back to you." I let my long blonde hair down. A tight, off-shoulder, and long-sleeve black dress covered my slender body. I enhanced my appearance with makeup and deliberately chose red lipstick and hoop earrings. None of this was for Farrell. "Geez." I sighed loudly. "Do you see me leering or flirting with him? I'm here chatting with my best friend." "Go back to your desk, Bella. Leave us alone," Jasmine snapped. "I won’t leave until you leave," Bella threatened.

Dante whimpered, his heart crushing into a gazillion pieces, even though his mind placated him that they were mated already and there had to be a perfect explanation for what his gamma mate wanted. “I didn’t say that,” Bella smirked. “I just said that I mind that thought because I don’t see two engagement rings on my finger,” she teased while wriggling her jewel-free fingers. The paper thin silence was broken when Bella squealed and giggled and laughed when her mates smothered her neck and face with kisses. She was getting naughtier day by day ! Hopefully their pups would take after their dads and not give them a run for their life like their mischievous mother !!

Bella had this wide smile as she warmly welcomed the girls and the male models for their special appearance. "The concept for today is 'Deceit of the Black Swan'!" Bella announced with excitement that was on par with the jovial atmosphere coming from the girls. "Each of you will be partnered with one of our hunks here. Think of them as the prince charming you badly want and you will do everything to have them for yourself."

She send a message. After some minutes. Sharyana replied. "Where are you? I'm so worried about you! Is this really you" Belle use Bella Amor as her F******k name. "Yes this is me can I call?........." A few seconds while she is typing Sharyana called her. It was a video call. Bella hurriedly answered. Upon accepting she saw Sharyana who is crying. "Belle it's really you... I miss you please come home, Aunty knows anything, they won't force you to marry anymore"

"You're daydreaming!" said a woman, patting Bella's table softly. Bella turned her head to Freya who had just come. The woman looks beautiful in a casual yet elegant suit. It doesn't seem like Freya is a worker at Jenjay. According to Bella, the woman is more worthy of being called a model. Her tall and beautiful body may be a matter of pride for Freya. But the woman's face was beautiful more than anything else. Even Bella thought, Freya was prettier than their leader, Jennie.