Adventures Of Isabel Novels & Stories

“Isa! Richard! Help me, Isa!” Isabel got distracted by a butterflies and didn't notice the approaching figures. She was startled when she heard Liam screaming for help. It took her a moment to realise he was being Kidnapped. Her eyes widened in horror as she saw Liam struggling in the men arms. "LIAM!" she screamed, running toward him. She nearly reached him when One of the figures swiftly pushed Isabel away, sending her tumbling to the ground. The other grabbed Liam, and dragged him into the van.

By the time I got home, Isabel was already in my bedroom with half my closet thrown across the bed. She had a suitcase open and was holding up a silk camisole like she was about to crown me queen of something. “Absolutely not,” I said, crossing my arms. “Absolutely yes,” she fired back, tossing it into the suitcase. “It’s a retreat in the woods, not a convent.” “It’s business,” I snapped. “There will be presentations, meetings, workshops. Not whatever you’re imagining.”

But I held firm for the mission we needed answers. Icarus’s old village. There, maybe, we’d find some clue about the forgotten war, about what really tore wolves and witches apart, and who Vardam Bowen was in all of this. We were far from any road. Behind me, dragging her boots like she was about to faint, came Isabela. "This is inhumane," she muttered for the thousandth time. "My feet are freezing. My hair is turning to ice. I should be in a warm bed, with coffee and blankets... not in this... polar hell."

It had been an adventurous week. Isabel had gone sightseeing, mountain climbing, and taken endless walks on the beach. The icing on the cake for her was that she hadn’t seen Prince Karl all week. Madam Eunice had mentioned that he was busy with the President of Malaysia. Isabel didn’t care about that—as long as he was out of her space, she was fine with it.

But as an optimistic person, Isabella believed that this beautiful moment was real and that she could still be happy after being abandoned by so many people. She worked so hard and tried to make the most of life, in the hope that there would be more happiness for her. Now happiness was just around the corner. Isabella felt that she was ever closer to it. No wonder, she was bubbling with excitement. Later, Isabella passed out. She didn't know how she got home and how she got into bed. When she woke up, she found herself wearing only a nightgown, just like the last time at Azure Cove Resort.

It was better if I didn't give my real name. “Let’s dance!” he called, gesturing for me to join him. I shook my head playfully. “You’ll have to keep up!” I challenged, the thrill rushing through me. *** Back in the house, Ciel paced nervously. “Where could she have gone?” he muttered, looking around. “She should be safe inside.” After a few minutes, he received a call from the guard he had sent. “Sir, we’ve located Isabella . She’s at a club called Pavea,” the guard reported.

May added and everybody began to flip through the pages. On the doctor's report, it was stated that she had been rushed to the hospital because of a complication. She had tried to get an abortion and had gone to a quack hospital which led to complications. Most of the people who were reading it began to have disgusting looks on their faces. The further they read, the more they believed. May and Lily exchanged looks and felt proud of themselves. Outside, they were crying but they both knew what they were doing. "I don't know if any of you remembered but, some years ago, news spread about how Isabella had slept at a hotel at the age of sixteen. It was a very shameful incident and my husband co

Isabella hugs two of the men and runs to the car. "What were you doing?" I whisper. I'm honestly very curious, Isabella is truly am enigma. She's quiet and nervous one minute then the next she's confident and standing up for what she believes in and now here she is; standing with drug dealers and selling weapons. She can't possibly have a split personality...right? "Just met up with some old... Friends? Yeah that's up is what. Wait, I mean... Nevermind." There she goes again, acting all shy and concussed.

My heart fluttered at his words, Gabe didn’t often talk about what he thought of me, and even then, it wasn’t like this. “In that time, how many times has she either been nearly killed or attempted to be killed.” Gabe gulped, hanging his head, “Before going to the hell hole in Vermont, she had never been threatened or hurt that I had known of. Who would? Isabella’s just not that kind of person you would want to kill.” Gabe shrugged. “But after she went up to see her family for the first time…. She’s nearly died, I believe, four or five times.” He waved his hand, “Give or take.”

“I’m sorry, Auntie. I’m sorry. I know very that I’m being egotistical. I also miss Bianca and Gali.“ she admits. Her aunt cheered her with a kind grin and a firm grip on her hand. “Could you tell me what you did in Batangas and how much fun you had?“ Isabelle stated. She informed her aunt about her horseback riding, river bathing, being the bossy grumpy prince from SU, and Dylan looking after her.