Arabella Kat Novels & Stories

They all stared at her with envy and fear in their eyes. "The subject has woken up but its mind Is in a state of confusion," A Chubby said, pointing towards the monitoring glass where a huge tube stood in the middle of an empty room. And inside this tube was a man with icy blue eyes staring back at them hatefully. Lora chuckled on seeing this," I guess we have a tough one here, get me my equipment, a baby needs a mama!" It's time to deal with some things! Erin was on his way to New York to check on the discovery of his parents but he met Lisa (Antagonist) who gave him an address and that was the last heard of him. It was then revealed that Lisa was a scientist working for an evil underground

I've been around humans for long enough to know she's terrified, even though she's doing a decent job of hiding it. "I want to go over the contract one last time to make everything clear," I say, pulling out my phone. "Since you refuse to be glamored, you will have to obey of your own volition. I will go through the main points." Arabella nods, and it pains me to look away. I want to devour her. "Your name is too long. I will call you Ara." "That's what my friends call me," she says. "Don't speak unless spoken to." I search through my email and open up the contract.

Lucas stated “It’s her experiment number, shit!¨I can’t believe we lost her” Maddy groaned in frustration “No no wait, I left her at home” Lucas rushed in to search the house for her, he kept going from room to room till he eventually came back to the living room. “She’s gone” He said with his eyes widened while panting heavily “You see? That wasn’t roman we talked to outside” Maddy said "It was Caroline” Dylan finished “She is being controlled by Bernard Roman, it’s not her fault but she is some kind of demon shape shifter named qareen. ” Maddy added

Each one of them bowed their heads. “I present to you, the next Alpha of the Stella pack,” My Dad began, raising my hand, “Alpha Cato Loren!” The crowd burst into applause as I gazed out at them, my shoulders back and my chin high. “His Luna, Jessica Michaels. And his Beta, Elias Smith.” The crowd only grew wilder, their howls and whistles echoing through the forest. My parents and Blair stepped off the podium, leaving the three of us. Me in the middle, Elias and Jess on either side. This was our pack, and I was on top of the world.

I said with my head held high, "the name's Annabelle Siromani. Do you have a problem with that?" "I can't believe this", he said, folding his arms across his chest. This was starting to annoy me. "What can't you believe?" I asked. "You just can't be Basha Siromani's daughter," he said. "Have you taken a look at yourself? You wear glasses. What's next? Braces? You just don't fit the description of a billionaire's daughter." I shook my head. "You mean I don't fit the description you formed in your head", I pointed out.

Arabella was very apologetic to the woman as she bowed. “Don’t you know who I am?” The woman seemed to be her age but she sounded like an arrogant brat. Arabella looked at the girl and her eyes widened. She knew her. The girl is a crown holder of the most prominent international beauty pageant. “I’m very sorry, Ms. Chelsea McBride.” Arabella bowed as she expressed her sincere apology. “If you are really sincere with your apology, then kneel.” She spoke in a bratty commanding tone. Arabella was taken aback. She seemed so nice and approachable on the television. She didn’t expect that Ms. McBride is a total bitch in person.

ISABELLA'S POV He came back unusually quiet today, I wondered what must have gone wrong with the outing with Chris, he barely replied Mary's greeting so I didnt bother greeting him. I walked silently to my room, I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I had changed, I had grown more Beautiful, fairer and full-cheeked, my hair finally relaxed more than it ever had, Canada hair stylist magic. I picked my phone to surf the internet, I was bored. Scrolling through my I*******m feed, I stumbled across a post from Tyler Perry, advertising his first black series, which he would be producing and directing, The Tyler PERRY'S SISTER'S. It was premiering in Los Angeles, and its first cinema appearance

Fifteen Years Ago Arabella was twelve years old when her father married Patricia Hart. Her mother had been dead for two years. And now her father had found someone new, with a daughter her own age. "Arabella, this is Vanessa," her father had said, his hand on the shoulder of a girl with sharp eyes. "She's going to be your sister now. Isn't that wonderful?" Vanessa looked at her from head to toe, accessing her. "Hi," Vanessa said, without warmth.

“Well. She doesn’t have Sebastian. But he’s clearly not over her. What is it about her? She’s not that pretty. Not that smart. Not that—” “She’s nothing,” Arabella said sharply. “She’s a nobody from nowhere who got lucky. What the hell is so special about her? She’s plain. She’s broke. She wears flannel and smells like goat shit half the time. And still they both look at her like she’s the last piece of ass on earth.”

Charlotte Sanguinite POV: “You,” I breathe, rooted in place out of fear and shock. The last time I saw Arabella, she was sneering at me, a kind of viciousness in her eyes that no ten-year-old should have. When it came to her appearance, Arabella inherited our father’s dark looks, her skin a beautiful olive shade, her eyes a sharp green, and her hair black as a raven’s, falling to her waistline like a waterfall. As a child, she was cute, but as an adult, she’s gorgeous. Her cheekbones are sharp, her eyes almost catlike. She has lost all her chubbiness, her figure slims like a model’s.