Zenless Zone Zero Belle Novels & Stories

Zurielle I wear a knee-length, flowy, maroon skirt and a sheer black, button up blouse. I tuck the blouse into the skirt, and wear a nude-coloured belt, around my small waist, and nude-coloured heels to match the belt. I pin my blonde hair up on one side. I apply some mascara and lipstick, and step back from the mirror to inspect myself, happy with how I look. I grab my handbag and head to Pure Fashion Industries.

"Well you can always tell your brothers to bring you along. Or you can come alone. Whenever you are ready Azura..I'll lead you to me" And with that she was gone. Her absence left an ache in me. Time to face the beat I guess. It took me thirty minutes to shower and get dressed. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and marveled again at the total stranger staring right back at me. My blue eyes were glowing a little, and the long red hair was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I took the band on my wrist and put my hair back in a ponytail. With a sigh I made my way to the door but it opened before I could touch the knob.

The sound of effort, breath, the low creak of the resistance band under tension. "Good. Now hold." "This is—" Marcus, strained. "Hold it. Three more seconds." "Devon." "Two." A sharp exhale. Then silence. "That's it. Relax." Devon's voice, unchanged. "Rest thirty seconds." Bella stood in the laundry room doorway. She should not open the door further. She opened it a fraction further.

He sat back down on the couch waiting for Belle and the tea to come out of the kitchen and back on the couch with him. Minutes later, Belle walks into the living room holding a cup of tea in her hands. She leans forward and bends over to hand the cup over to Zeke. Her Blue blouse was unbuttoned at the top. Revealing a little bit of cleavage as she bent down. At the sight of her cleavage, Zeke was like a wolf who has been bound and yet teased with the smell of blood, dangling in it’s face and making it hungrier than ever. Belle caught his eyes on her bare breasts through the unbuttoned blouse and she immediately pulled both ends of the blouse together, closing up the gap between them as she s

It didn’t take long after that. The land shifted again, the dry, cracked ground giving way to something stronger, something rooted and alive, and the familiar borders of Shadowhearth came into view. Home. Zane dismounted first. He swung down from the horse with practiced ease, his movements smooth despite the hours of travel, then turned immediately, reaching up to Bella without hesitation. “Here,” he said, his voice steady as he lifted her down. She didn’t just step off. She fell into him. Not hard enough to be alarming, not dramatic enough to be obvious—

“Not to be a bore, ma'am, but I have other things to do. Like I said, I'm not the one calling the shots. If you are too kind to reject the Alpha's offer, then I suggest you sneak out in the middle of the night, coz he hates disobedience,” If I didn't know better, I'd say I was boring her, stressing the living daylight out of her. I pulled back and clasped my hands on my stomach. “Alright,” I whispered, barely audible. She walked past me again, headed straight to the wardrobe at the far end of the room. She opened the wardrobe, the empty clothes hangers making a clattering sound. “Phew! Lucky you,” she brought a sunset yellow gown with a thin strapless sleeve. “Not sure it's your perfect size

Gunner. Once we had all finished eating, we headed up the escalators to the top level. We were in a surf shop, I was on one side of the rack while Zelena was on the other. Smith and Nat were joking around and trying on hats and sunglasses, their loud laughter was filtering all through the shop. I have no idea where Cole had disappeared to again. Zee held out a dark green bikini and showed it to me. It was small, like string small, with tiny little triangles. Mm, yes, please. I would love to see her in that. I think she was joking, she looked like she was joking, but I nodded enthusiastically anyway. She giggled with a shrug of her shoulders and dropped the bikini into her basket. I can’t wai

But in the next moment … Belle suddenly hooked his pants with her foot. "What are you zoning out for? Did you hear what I said?"

Lune watched from her private chamber, a whirlwind of emotions swirling inside her—excitement, fear, and an overwhelming sense of vulnerability. Dressed in a stunning white gown that hugged her curves in all the right places, Lune felt both beautiful and anxious. The fabric flowed elegantly around her as she moved, and the intricate lace details added a touch of ethereal grace. Her hair was styled flawlessly, cascading down her shoulders in soft waves, and delicate flowers were woven into her locks. She could hardly recognize herself in the mirror; she felt like a queen ready to step into a new life.

But I wasn’t fooling anyone not even myself. With a quiet sigh, I got up and walked out of the bedroom. The house was dimly lit, the faint glow from the living room spilling into the hallway. I could hear the faint clicks of her laptop keyboard before I even saw her. Bella was sitting on the couch, legs folded beneath her, her pink pajamas soft against the pale light of the screen. Her hair fell loosely around her shoulders, and she looked… peaceful, but distant. Like someone forcing herself to stay busy so she wouldn’t think too much.