About Me

About the Author

Welcome to the official Amazon Author Page of Angelo Bell, an award-winning independent filmmaker, screenwriter, producer, and director. With a career spanning multiple facets of the entertainment industry, Angelo is a masterful storyteller who seamlessly blends authenticity and imagination.

Originally from Queens, NY, Angelo moved to Southern California in 1995 to pursue his dream of becoming a screenwriter. Since then, he has earned numerous IMDb credits, showcasing his talent in film and television. His work includes developing engaging drama and comedy series pilots that have left a lasting impression on both audiences and industry professionals.

Angelo’s storytelling journey doesn’t stop at the screen. He has ventured into the literary world, creating captivating novels in the Sci-Fi, Cyberpunk Dystopian, and Fantasy genres. Drawing from his filmmaking expertise, Angelo’s books feature vivid imagery, intricate plots, and dynamic characters, offering readers an immersive experience in fantastical worlds brimming with adventure and intrigue.

Whether through film or fiction, Angelo’s passion for storytelling remains unwavering. He invites you to explore his diverse body of work—riveting screenplays, gripping novels, and everything in between. If you enjoyed reading one of his stories, consider supporting his craft by purchasing the book on Amazon and sharing it with a friend or loved one.

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Anh Yeu Em: A Love Story Across Oceans

"Anh yeu em"—I love you in Vietnamese—became the phrase that would define my unexpected journey to love. As a filmmaker living in California, I had sworn off relationships after a difficult breakup and divorce. My plan was simple: focus entirely on my creative work—screenplays to write, books to finish, and a sci-fi competition show to develop. Romance wasn't supposed to be part of the equation.

Then September brought an unexpected introduction through Tina, a Vietnamese coworker I'd known for two years at my job in Little Saigon, Westminster. Her aunt Nghia lived in Vietnam, over 14,000 miles away. Neither of us was looking for love, especially not across oceans. Nghia had her own life planned out in Vietnam—a management position, English classes, and a future she'd carefully crafted. I was the last thing she expected.

Our relationship blossomed through Facebook Messenger, WiFi calls, and video chats. Morning for me meant bedtime for her; her workday began as I was winding down. We found ourselves talking more than many couples who lived in the same city. What started as casual conversation grew into something deeper—872 pages of messages worth, to be exact. We even went back through our chat history to find the first time she told me she loved me, unprompted. It became another special date on our calendar.

Friends and family had their doubts, of course. Was this a scam? A green card marriage? Was money involved? But they didn't consider Nghia's perspective—how could she be sure I wasn't a threat? American arrogance often assumes everyone is desperate to come here, but Nghia was content with her life in Vietnam. She hadn't gone looking for an American; love found us both by surprise.

In December 2017, I boarded a plane to Ho Chi Minh City—my first international trip since serving in the Marines decades ago. When I arrived at Tan Son Nhat Airport, Nghia was running late. Standing there at 5'10", I must have been an intimidating sight to her 4'11" frame when we finally met. Her initial hesitation was clear, and for a moment, I wondered if I'd made a mistake flying across the world to meet a stranger.

We shared our first meal at a phở restaurant called Tan Lap, just two blocks from my hotel. As we ate, the awkwardness began to melt away. We fell into the same playful banter we'd shared over video chat, and suddenly Nghia turned to me and said, "Angelo, now you look like the man I know from the video."

Five days in Vietnam felt like a lifetime. We took our first real photos together, replacing the screenshots we'd been collecting from our video calls. Nghia agreed to turn her life upside down—to leave her family, job, and everything she knew to build a life with me in America.

Now we're back to digital hugs and blown kisses through screens, but it's different. We know what we're working toward as we navigate the complex immigration process to bring her to the US as my future wife. The naysayers still exist, but I'm not naive—just in love. As an old romantic, I've learned that love follows no guidelines or rules. It's its own force, impossible to contain in a neat package.

Sometimes the greatest love stories don't follow the expected path. Sometimes they stretch across continents, time zones, and cultural boundaries. Sometimes they start with a simple introduction and blossom through screens and satellites before finally bringing two people face to face. And sometimes, they begin with three simple words: "Anh yeu em."