Zenless Zone Zero Belle Novels & Stories

And in the center… A post. Tall. Slick with past blood. Leather straps waiting. Lucien stood to one side, drinking from a silver chalice. Kaela stood to the other—glistening in a sheer black gown that bared her hips and cleavage. Gold cuffs circled her arms. Her smile was sharp as a dagger. But Zane… He stood at the center. Bare-chested. Boots soaked in ash. A black whip coiled in his hand. No expression.

Bella asked turning towards her with huge grin. Jasmine smiled at her, no one can deny that Bella is incredibly beautiful. She has blonde curly hair and blue eyes. Milky white skin and sexy body with thick waist. She has little mole on her chin which makes her look tempting. "More than perfect..." Jasmine smiled. "Okay, i am leaving... He must be waiting for me." She said. "Bella take care and please come back soon... If he finds out then we are dead... And call me if something happens, okay?"

“I stared at the girl who enticed me deeply. Though her clothes were wet because of the water that dripped from the clay pot on her head, she looked so beautiful. She resembles my dear late Nana, of whom I first saw the beauty of a black woman. She looked like a black angel. She had a portion of her plaited hair bound by a red ribbon, while the rest, fell about her arms, and even reached her waist. I have never seen a black woman with such an abundance of fine hair in my lifetime. She walked like a cat. I admire her more than any damsel I have ever seen. As fate happens, she turned around, and stared back at me. Our eyes met, her hazel-coloured eyes left me entranced, so I fell. Her pot of

"Get up. Stand right here." Zane stood, his massive 6'4" frame towering over me as I sat on the edge of the desk. I reached down, my hands trembling with a sudden, feral urge as I unbuckled his tactical belt, pulling his dark trousers down to his thighs. His thick, rigid length sprang free, throbbing and massive under the blue office light.

I was dressed head to toe in couture, flanked by two bodyguards, and I walked straight toward the conference room without breaking stride. As I passed Jasper, he reached out and caught my hand, his voice barely holding together. "Te... Tessa." I turned and smiled, letting it reach my eyes. "Hello, Mr. Wynn. My name is Diana." My bodyguards pulled him aside before he could say another word. I took the seat at the head of the conference table, and Jasper eventually sank into the chair across from me, looking as though the ground had caved in from under him. He stared at me for the entire meeting without looking away once, as if he could see through me if he tried hard enough. Even after the me

of the brand called for. Xielle played her part perfectly. She tilted her head back, offering a soft, alluring smile that looked intimate to everyone watching. Jake’s hand moved a little lower on her hip, his fingers grazing the skin above her bikini bottom as he turned her around for the final pose. From the corner of her eye, Xielle saw Zeke’s expression shift. He didn't move, but the atmosphere around him seemed to drop ten degrees. His jaw tightened visibly, and his grip on his armrests looked like he was ready to snap the wood.

In a feverish haze, I heard the doorbell ring. The delivery guy called out, "Delivery for Mr. Hendrick." I smiled as I took it from the delivery guy and thanked him. I was going to laugh at James for being childish. After all, before falling asleep, I had only mentioned that I had a fever. Yet he had already ordered medicine for me. However, when I opened the delivery bag and saw what was inside, my expression froze. Condoms and lubricant were right there in plain sight, and even the toy in my hand made my head spin. Just as I took out my phone, ready to demand an explanation from my husband, a text message suddenly popped up. "This is Sangland Resortworld. Dear Mr. Hendrick, we are de

Bella’s chair so that it would explode the moment she sat down. “Three... two... one...” Zane whispered under his breath, his voice barely audible. Ms. Bella approached her desk, completely unaware of the glittery doom awaiting her. She smoothed her skirt, adjusted her chair, and— POOF! A shimmering storm of glitter erupted from beneath her seat, filling the air like a dazzling fireworks display. It sparkled in the morning sunlight, settling over Ms. Bella, her desk, and the surrounding floor in a radiant, glittering mess.

Instead of having a headache thinking about hard to tell, she better changes clothes and prepare her things then change to tidy up Fello's things. Fello had been so kind enough to take her on a free vacation it would be insolent if Zeline hadn't done anything for him. The primary item that Zeline brought to Bali, namely Bikini, of course. The virgin woman who has a sex phobia still likes to show off her proportional body shape. She got various bikinis into her suitcase. Zeline's cell phone rings, the caller ID printed on her cellphone screen turns out to be a holy name that is very rare to call her.

she grinned wickedly. Leila snorted, “You are terrible.” Zen shrugged, “You say it like it’s a bad thing. Showtime.” The girl leaned forward with one black painted fingernail and pressed the doorbell. Oh crap, Zanna would never wear black nail polish, in fact Leila had never seen her wear any polish at all. It was an oversight she hoped Mrs. Morten didn’t notice or question. At least Zen had enough foresight not to wear any makeup or jewelry except for the rosary draped around her slender neck. Leila made a final effort to keep her dress down at a respectable level skimming her knees and made sure all her hair was still neatly tucked back into its ponytail. Thoughts of Sterling’s fingers run