Arabella Kingsley Novels & Stories

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.

She didn’t even glance at him as she sat down, her crimson gown fanning elegantly around her chair. Just as the applause softened into murmurs, the side doors of the ballroom opened. Elara’s sharp gaze caught the movement instantly. A woman entered. She was tall and striking, wrapped in a fitted silver gown that shimmered like liquid moonlight with every step. Arabella Sterling. One of the nation’s brightest stars—an actress and model beloved by the public. In Elara’s past life, Arabella’s career had been decimated by a series of vicious, false accusations that eventually pushed her to her death. The truth hadn't come out until five years too late.

I asked, my brow raised at Frederik to confirm. Arabella is the daughter of another important figure in nobility. Aside from us, she owns the other castle in this town. Our families have been trying to get us together since we were little kids. I mean, I don’t mind it. At least for the physical part. She’s a model so there’s no doubt that she is my type, but aside from that, she has no actual substance. I don’t see myself having to live with her for the rest of my life pretending that I cared about her.

"To give you quality time." Willow found he couldn't control himself, he couldn't say no to that offer. Somehow the scent was controlling him. "Okay." Arabella led the way to one of the darkrooms owned by the club. She came here to see if she could catch a fish and luckily for her, she caught a very big one. *****

Stella who was sitting on the couch while waiting for Gregor looked up immediately and a frown appeared on her face. "Who are you?" She asked and Annabella looked at her,she recognized her almost quickly. She was the lady who had insulted her tge first time she met Gregor 'Who is she by the way? Mr Bells secret lover??' Annabella thought "I just asked you a f**king question,who are you and what are you doing here?" Stella asked again "I...." Annabella was about to answer her when they heard Gregor coming down the stairs. "Good morning sir" Annabella bowed but Gregor ignored her greetings and went out of the house

“You asked for reports on her movements, her health, and the people around her. You may refuse to answer me, but you do not need to pretend that she means nothing to you.” I looked toward the window. Arabella meant everything to me. That was the problem. Caiden took another letter from the file. “There is something else.” I turned back. “This arrived from the Blue Moon Pack. A woman delivered it personally to one of our border officials.” I reached for the letter. Something feels wrong. I broke the red seal and the first line was enough to make my blood run cold. **Arabella is my adopted sister but I can't watch her fool everyone. She is a lowborn and worthless she-wolf who deliberately used

I wanted to run back and take the sheet fabric to cover my body again but I felt my knees weaken with how intense he was looking at me. He is not the Prince. He is the Alpha King Jacob—Alpha of the Moonlight Throne and King of all the thrones in the wilding forest. His gaze was already fixed in my eyes, yet I still felt it roaming over my body. “I-I’m sorry, Your grace. I didn’t mean to invade your privacy.” I bowed down to avoid his eyes. They were just pierced, and hot, and glaring. His stares could make anyone tremble in their knees. “Apology accepted. So you are my son’s new whore? The one he has taken on the night of choosing.” The sound of his footsteps drew nearer.

Rosetta took a chair in front of him and Arthur looked at her, Oliver was looking at the moon through window but his ears were on them. "Arabella is her real name, she didn't lie about it but she wasn't any innocent or a minor when she met you. Her age was twenty at that time and now she is twenty five, She is trained in R agency since childhood, It's true that Leonardo hired her to kill you. And her uncle Brian was nothing but her senior, everything was a trap for you two... Now, Arabella is one of the strongest fighter in the agency." "Is she class A fighter like Mom?"

She begins to wander. While roaming around, Arabelle notices a set of stairs leading to the second floor of the library. She then climeb up the stairs. She opened another door. She was even more taken aback by the sight. Everything was gold-plated. Tables, chairs, couches, lamps, carpets, bookshelves, and even book covers are fashioned of gold. Her eyes widened as she realized it was a library exclusively for royal family . She chose to return down the stairs to avoid trouble. But before she can do so, a gleaming book catches her eye.

Ah, I suspect that you guys are more than coworkers," Sherryl teased. "Hushh, he helped me a few times. I think he's a decent guy anyway with his high position," Kimberly replied. "According to my research, Arabella is a woman from a simple family. Her father worked as a financial manager at the Drigde company, which was headed by the future crown prince Peter Hans Aldrigde, but the man went to prison after being caught embezzling company funds and was sentenced to life. His mother went into the hospital with a heart attack and died," Ertan explains.