Arabella Figg Novels & Stories

"I said I'd be there in a second! I'm not ready!" "Too late," said Isaac. "I told you when we'd be here, and we're late as it is. Lavinia, this is Arabella. Arabella, Lavinia." Arabella straightened up from where she was crouched. Her hair fell in soft icy waves around her face, longer even than Lavinia's. She was beautiful, her large dark eyes circled with thick eyelashes and topped with prominent eyebrows. As she looked at Lavinia her face broke into a smile, nearly identical to Isaac's. She pranced forward, moving with a dancer's grace. She measured a few inches shorter than Lavinia and her beauty was enhanced by her gaze up through her lashes.

“Auguri, Signor, Signora. Thank you for making us wake up at seven on a Sunday.” They laughed, assuming it was a joke. Good. My sentences could mean anything, depending on how guilty someone felt. “And this is…?” Mrs. Bellini lifted a brow, her gaze sweeping over my dress from neckline to heels. “This is my wife,” Rafael said. “Arabella.” I extended my hand. “Arabella Paloma Garcia,” Signora Bellini’s touch was warm, her manicure flawless. She smiled. Then her smile flickered for a fraction of a second, something clicking behind her eyes.

"Do you think you would've recognized him if you saw him?" Ara shook her head. "I'm unsure. Why am I here? This is clearly a psychiatric intensive-care unit. Am I mad? Have I hurt anyone?" Karee finally met her eye. "For your own good I think it's best I speak with your family first. Can you help me contact them?" "Sure," Ara replied. "BRAN, she's not well," Karee Deusdado said to Bran Quejado, her former university classmate in college who is a detective now. He's the top agent of the team deployed to raid the Hildred's human trafficking.

He was fully healed and active; even surprised to see that he had been unconscious and in a hospital bed for months. This was better for me as I didn’t want to see Craig’s face any longer. Now that Bruno was healed, I have no use for him and would get rid of him pretty fast. “Arabella?” I called as I knocked on her door. “Is anyone home?” The door swung open and Arabella showed up in an apron and messy bun. She was sweaty and smelling of floor and eggs, so I guess she was making something for the kids. When she smiled at me, my heart did a flip dance. Then she looked down and the smile slid off her face.

He knew my sister’s wrath was inevitable, and there wasn’t much he could do to change that. Not this time. Finally, the bell rang, and Arabella shrieked in delight, her little hands clasping mine. “Please, please let me open it!” she begged, her eyes wide with excitement. I chuckled and nodded. "Go ahead, baby." Arabella flung the door open with such enthusiasm that I thought she might tear it off its hinges. Standing there was my sister, Rose, looking as stunning as ever. At 5'8", with light brown hair that cascaded down her back in waves and a glowing, athletic build, she could have passed for a model. But instead of being intimidating, her warmth radiated as she leaned down to greet Arabe

She entered that space with slow steps and a rehearsed smile. "What a coincidence to see you here," the blonde commented. "Arabella Collins, right?" Arabella nodded, not wanting to prolong the conversation. "I am Sabrina Carper. You must have heard of me." "Maybe," Arabella smiled without showing her teeth. That was Sabrina Carper, one of the most famous models on the continent. Beautiful, tall, and slim.

If I use magic, then I will get caught. [Unknown Number: You’re a useless piece of sh*t. Anyways, we are going to attack the pack to get our hands on that bitch. Tiara: Don’t be so quick to judge me. There is someone who is from the pack and will help your people. [Unknown Number: Who is that?] Before Tiara would have replied to that message, she got another message. [Unknown Number: Got that person’s message.] * Arabella took a deep breath and closed her eyes, recalling the faces of those monsters. It was definitely not a pleasant memory that she wanted to think about, but at the same time, she was stronger than this. Crying wasn’t an option.

her face lit up in excitement “Er-erm No Miss Lodge” Harley shook her head, she herself was fascinated. She could do that now? Agility and speed is also come with this new power? “I need to tell the principal we’re making progress, I can’t wait for the competition” Miss Lodge hid her squeal before running off the field “What are you now…the flash?” Bonnie asked jokingly as she bent placing both hands on her knees for support “I guess” Harley shrugged and Bonnie flashed her a smile, “I’m Bonnie” she introduced herself

The woman’s voice, commanding and intense, echoed in her ears as she realized the truth. But as the memory continued to unfold, Katya's shock deepened into something else entirely. She saw the woman placing the spell on Arthur with a look of fierce determination, not malice. Her words, though commanding, were laced with a protective urgency. Katya's heart ached as she understood the true purpose of the woman's spell. That woman had known the dangers Charlotte faced and had used the spell to make Arthur adopt her and protect her from the people who were hunting her mother down. She also put the spell to make Arthur keep Charlotte hidden from the world. Her name not being in the government rec

My sisters voice yelled though the house. " Hey when did you get here?" I asked picking up both little ones that ran right for me. My sister and Erik made some beautiful girls. Aarya and Penelope both very gifted and very smart. They make my kids look like chumps. But they will still be able to go head to head in a fight. Penelope makes Katie laugh so hard that she pees herself so we make sure them two stay where we can see them. Penelope can control the elements and Aarya can control time. They are only 9 years old but coming along better than Briella did when she was 9. I remember when she found out they had powers she was freaked and didn't know if she could handle them. But I told her sh