Bellamy Blake 100 Novels & Stories

From his Greek god body dressed neatly in his grey suit that complements his eyes, oh let me not forget that dashing smile that's directed to me right now. "Hi Robyn, it's been long since you danced," he teased walking closer to me and leaning against the island, his eyes travelling up and down my body as his tongue ran over his teeth. "What's got you so excited?" His accent, oh my! How in the world did his parents meet and come to the conclusion they want to make a baby together beats me. Bellamy's dad was British and his mother French and he was beautiful, devilishly beautiful and he knew it using it to his advantage.

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

“How? How is this possible?” A woman stepped forward out of the group of seven and bowed to him, “Your highness, I’m L=N or better known as Ellen. I am not from this world, and neither are my friends here.” “I can see that,” he said. She smiled at him. “I’ve brought you here because I need to get in touch with his highness, Prince Lumiere.” “What?” He asked. She nodded her head. “Yes. We are putting together a clan that can surpass every other clan throughout the world’s and we need Prince Lumiere’s ability.”

Samael has made a spell for communication. He is talking to my grandmother inside a magic bubble, making me question his species once more. Are dragon-shifters truly capable of magic designed for witches and warlocks? "I'm sorry, you know." Blake steps forward and picks up my interest with the hint of a smile playing over his lips. He has taken off the clown costume and is showcasing his killer physique. His cologne is drifting in the wind. I'm not sure what brand it is, but whatever it is, smells fantastic.

What the hell am I doing? “Get well soon,” I muttered quietly, even though she couldn’t hear me. “I still need someone to bully.” I glanced toward the door. “Your Prince Charming should be here soon anyway.” I pulled out my phone. Then an idea crossed my mind. Click. I took a picture of her sleeping. Perfect. Blackmail material. But as I stared at the photo on my screen, another thought crossed my mind. How exactly am I supposed to blackmail her with this… …when she still looks pretty even while sleeping?

Bellamy shrugged at her, “Well I should be, I teach dance for a living.” Thea’s eyebrows furrowed together, “Really? I didn’t peg you to be a dancer.” Bellamy rolled his eyes at her, “Why? Because I’m not gay?” Thea startled at his comment, “No, of course not. I’m surprised because of your size Bellamy, I wouldn’t have thought you would be as graceful as you are…” Bellamy’s cheeks flushed in embarrassment.

"Hey, I've got an idea," Bellamy screamed from behind him. "How about you two have a match? If she's able to punch you even once, we'll consider her stronger than you. And if she can't, then she'll have to clean the house and do our chores for a week." The only good things about Bellamy were his body and face. He was extremely manipulative and would use his tactics to make everyone do what he wanted, which irked me. However, I could also tell that he had temperament issues.

"This is—wow." Zac chuckled softly. "My grandfather was a big reader. He quoted literature as if he were a human book himself." I turned to look at Zac, my eyes lit up. "Zac, this is amazing." Zac shrugged nonchalantly, smiling. "I thought you'd like it." He walked over to one wall, skimming the shelves until he pulled out a book. "I wanted you to have this." I looked at the book he held out for me to take. It was called "Bloom" by Kelle Hampton. I smiled at the title, meeting his eyes. "Wha—but why?"

I asked Mark to look for something that's why he's also out right now while Troy and Cole is in charge of their faculty's booth since Adan can't. Adan was invited to the precinct for some interrogation cause the three guys who had beaten Gab has told the police that he was the one to hire them to beat Gab which he immediately admitted. But I know for a fact that he's just a thrall of my dad and was probably offered a big compensation once he admitted the fault. "You know you don't have to worry anymore, Maze. He's fine now." I looked at Crimson when he said that and can't help but sigh.

He heard a loud beep followed by a panel appearing in front of him. Initializing…. Subject found… Player information: Seung Byul Ability: None Status: Newbie Level 1 Would you like to upgrade? Y/N A mechanical voice sounded from a blue panel in front of him. “….!” Byul surprisingly look at the screen, his eyes suddenly flashed with excitement. To think he’d have this! The odds didn’t detest him so much! Ah! No way I have my own system! Byul held out his hand as the blue panel simply suspended itself in the air. As he turned and walked away, it didn’t follow and was just suspended there in a wait.