Zenless Zone Zero Belle Novels & Stories

“Is everything ready?” “Just about,” I’d said as I flashed him a friendly smile, but once again, my grin was met with a straight line. He came into the room, and began to disrobe, acting as if I wasn’t even present as he let his clothes fall to the floor. Shocked, I turned away just in time to miss a glance at his bottom half as his boxer briefs fell, my face scorching hot. Once I’d heard the splash of his body hiring the water, and his pleased groan hit the air, I turned back around to see him leaning back, eyes closed. His chest covered in a mixture of scars, varying in size and shapes.

Happily, he was alone at his desk, his back to her. Allowing him a fighting chance, she said coolly, “You look a lot different when you’re not covered in fuzz, Graybeard.” He spun around so fast, he nearly fell out of his seat. “Rain! What the…” he trailed off, apparently realizing he was better off with his mouth shut. She smirked. “Hello, Azion. I thought I’d show you what you wanted so badly. What do you think?” She rolled the Bell between her palms, walked it through her fingers like a Chinese exercise ball. “Nifty little toy, isn’t it?”

She could see the faint streaks of the sunset, but it was mostly facing the other side, so she could only see the remnant of colours. Zane's eyes lowered and came to a slow focus on the redhead in the house next to his, his brows immediately furrowing. "Jasmine?" He said, catching her attention. She raised her head, and her lips parted as she caught sight of him. His hair was damp, and fell teasingly on his shoulders, his body, the body she had fantasized about seeing all of, was now gloriously in front of her. His toned stomach that delved and dipped into six beautiful packs, then became smaller at his waist. The tattoo that extended to his shoulder blade.

Tall, dark red stilettos. She’s wearing a sating dress that clings onto her body perfectly, complemented by the dazzling jewelry around her neck and wrists. Her hair, her smile, her eyes, she looks incredible. I soon realise that she is not the woman I met last night. Something has changed, and her aura has shifted into something dangerous. Tristan’s body is still turned to me, but his eyes are fixed on Bella, with his lips slightly parted in awe. Her scent fills the room. “Miss Ward, please have a seat.”

He commanded, pulling the expensive material off of his body to reveal familiar ink. Listening, I took off every article of clothing he told me to, leaving me bare and vulnerable against the night wind. Falling back against the bed, I directed my gaze back to Alex as he slipped the leather belt from the hoops of his pants. Pulling down his zipper, he gestured for me to come toward him with his fingers. Shifting myself to the edge, the next few moments had me in a daze as I

My jaw dropped. Zara was on her bed, completely naked, her pale skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat under the soft glow of ring lights set up around the room. Multiple cameras were positioned strategically—one on a tripod facing the bed, another on her desk capturing a side angle, and her laptop screen showing a live feed. She was arched back against plush pillows, legs spread wide, one hand between her thighs moving rhythmically with a massive vibrating dildo, the other pinching and twisting her swollen nipples hard enough to leave red marks. Her eyes were half-closed in ecstasy, lips parted as she gasped and whimpered like a bitch in heat.

Her eyes darted around frantically, as though she was still searching for another excuse. After Zach’s assistant showed him another video, she completely wilted. The video came from my neighbor’s security camera. It clearly showed that I had never touched Ruby. She had thrown herself into the pile of broken glass. Every vicious thing she said to me while Zach was not around was also captured clearly for everyone to hear. Unable to hold back any longer, Zach shoved Ruby away when she tried to throw herself at him again. “Get out!”

The crowd leans in, Whispers circulating like wind through pine trees. Belle presents a massive, polished iron box adorned with glowing blue runes. Beside her, the server sets down my offering—a battered, unadorned wooden chest stained dark with age and badland dust. Belle smiles triumphantly, her eyes flashing with cruel delight. "Old Alpha Lucien, why not open Zanele's offering first? She is a renowned Healer from the badlands. I am certain her gift will... surprise the entire council." Lucien gazes at my worn wooden box, his pale eyes softening. "Whatever Lady Zanele brings to my den is welcomed with high honor."

“Despite what you did, you are a good girl. As a result, I gave you instant death.” “But of course, you’ll be the first and last one I’ll have mercy on. They don’t deserve easy death.” That person smiled as it grabbed the photos that printed promptly. “And I hope she’ll love my gifts from now on.” TIKTOK TIKTOK KRRIIING! With a bright sun shining in the window, Zelle woke up with a great smile. She got to her feet and look in the mirror, “Only 18 days left! Teehee~” She exclaimed as she twirled around in her long gown with so much excitement!

Charles was still stubbornly trapped in his delusions, and he screamed, "Just wait a little more! I have to be right, my superpower lets me see the future!" Having lost her trust in him, Iris shook her hand out of his grip and ran straight out the door. However, the weather outside had already become -94°F, and there was no more electricity and water, much less any transportation, so she had no choice but to return to the Dennings. Sipping another warm cup of milk tea, I activated my generator. Because of the weather, the surveillance footage was cut out more often than not, but I could tell what was going on at their place through the comments in real time.