All Chapters of Dance With The Wicked: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Year 1883–There was price for every action, and Belle learned the lesson when she was still young. Her family had been the warmest soul and people around her, she loves them dearly as she knew how they hold her deeply in their heart as well. She remembered it was when she was but a seven year old child when she and her older sister who was elder by five years over her walking toward the river. The decision Belle made at that time was one, to save the cat. She learned it later that making that decision come with a price. After saving the cat, she didn’t manage to save it completely as it was born weak. A week after Belle had saved the cat, she had to bury it for its life had exhausted. She nursed t

Sharp scream slipped from her mouth and when she opened her eyes again, Belle was met with darkness. “Shush! On the Halo’s of the angels! Belle! It’s me!”  Belle snapped her eyes, not convinced until the other person lighted the candle. Damian’s brown eyes mirrored over hers, “What is wrong with you? You look pale,” Damian shook his head.   He said those words but Belle could also see his tired face. “It’s nothing I thought I just felt someone was following me but it was you,” she sighed, ruffling her hand up over her hair. “I thought you were asleep.”  “And so did I thought you were asleep,” Damian looked at how her sister appeared as if a vampire had sucked her blood dry. “In any case, it’s already late at night you should sleep. Or are yo

The book’s title stood out to Belle even when she doesn’t know what it means. It was a language that she had never seen or learn before. Oddly, her sister, Rachel seemed to have taken so much liking to the book, according to what Dante had said. Curiosity beguiled Belle and her slender fingers begin to flip the pages after another, trying to make out what she saw in it. All she could see was words— words and letters she couldn’t understand. A There were also pictures on the side, drawn possibly by hands. The entire book seemed to be written by someone but it wasn’t Rachel. Belle knew her sister’s handwriting best that she could tell someone else had written the book. But there was nothing in the book that Belle could understand, for everything was written in another language beyond her understanding. As Belle was about to give up, she went for another flip of all the pages when a small slip of paper fell from the book, sliding underneath the table. She bent down at once, slowly

The slight pain made Belle winced. It was a pain reminding her that this was not a simple dream of hers. Leon watched her face with a devilish smile, continue to lick her wound as though he was savoring a delicacy.  Her cheeks flushed and at once, she pulled her hand away, “Stop it.” She tried to keep her voice as tame as possible, fearing that she would offend Leon. “Please,” she added to be polite. There was something about Leon. He seemed to be enjoying to watch her reaction, hearing her sharp response that could have offended a higher being like him. Yet he enjoyed her banter, or perhaps her reactions. But his smile was unpredictable as it rises and falls, she couldn’t be sure the moment Leon smiled again it would be a good will. “You don’t have to be reserved. From now on I will always be with you and I lik

Warnings: attempt suicide, please do not proceed if you are uncomfortable. (I made this scene as short as I could.) *****  Belle was taken to his arm in a swoop. The black butterflies she had seen before when he disappeared to the thin air appeared again. This time, it surrounded both of them. The scenery around her was covered in darkness but all she could focus on was how close her face pressed onto Leon’s chest.  She could feel a faint sound of heartbeat which belong to herself. Her heart was loud enough to pound for her to listen yet to the chest where her ears were closely pressed on, Belle couldn’t hear a single peep from it. As though his heart had never beat.  When the butterflies scattered away, Belle realized the place in which she had stood at had disappeared, changing i