Arabella Kingsley Novels & Stories

Arabella said to Xavier while looking at Harley. Harley raised her brows. "At least I am working and not spending my brother's money on stupid vacations." Arabella said, making Harley’s smirk fall. Arabella’s turn to smirk. "Babe, please," Xavier said, making Harley look at him. "You are going to let her talk to me like that?" Harley asked him. "You started it." Arabella said. Harley looked at her. Arabella flipped her hair proudly. Harley scoffed. "You really think he is going to marry you, huh?"

one of the angry ladies from the crowd shouted and the others cheered her on until a mature-looking lady walked out of the fancy mansion of Alpha King Aramis. “Easy!” she had a blue knee-length a-line dress on, and her hair was curled perfectly. I don’t know who she was because I have studied and heard from Tanner that his parents died when the brothers were kids. “She has been brought here to avenge the death of our beloved Royal Beta Tanner. She will be put to justice but her punishment is not going to be sudden death, it will be an endless cycle of pain and suffering,” she stated, watching them all nod their heads at her. I was standing on the road with the guards around me to keep the pa

Is that why everyone assumes I'm Italian? I move on to the next one as fast as I could. 'Arabella Rossi grew up in Angel heart Orphan home in Florida.' They even managed to find out the Orphanage I grew up in? But I just told him yesterday. 'Arabella was seen most of the time with a girl name Amelia Jones; An Australian-' “What do you think you're doing?” A voice says causing me to look up.

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

It was mentioned that one with his seven Kings would attack, but is it Nicholas and the seven kings that that was talking about? Well, that doesn't even matter right now. I am fascinated to know more. "There are seven more kings." "Yes, and Hillary is the King of North America. Each king rules each seven continents, while Nicholas is like a supervisor, the superior to them all. But that isn't a story for today." But I am interested in knowing more about that, which, yes, I know is absurd of me. I can't help it, though. She adds," as I was saying, Nicholas is my brother and he's also a Vampire. I get why you'd assume that I should one, too, but things work differently when it comes to para no

His luna Ciara looked at me with so much scorn that I knew she must have had a history with Keith. "Good evening Alpha Keith," Alpha Abraham said and smiled at me. He did not greet me. He felt too important to greet me, and it was okay. I did not care, really. As long as Keith was beside me, I was okay. "Don't you know how to greet?" He asked Abraham, and the man stopped smiling and looked at me. "Meet Scarlett Vladislav, my future luna Alpha Keith said, and I was in shock. I could not say anything. I was speechless on the matter. I felt his hand on my thigh. He had made his intentions towards me known to the world.

I arch my brow and cross my arms over my chest. He turns his head and looks behind him and laughs and my blood boils, mate or not you don't laugh at me, "yes, well in our country it's common to have both….” I cut him off with my own laughter, "well you see Alpha Christov, you are not in your own country and I’ve had about enough of this game you think you are playing with me, "I Alpha Abigail Rose Westfield, of the Crescent Moon pack re…”

Step by step, Isabella walked toward her cousin. Arabella’s head snapped up. The heavy iron links rattled against the marble as she looked into her cousin’s eyes, desperately searching for the soft, gentle grace Isabella had always shown her in the past. “Isabella... please,” Arabella wept, her voice trembling with frantic desperation. “I am so sorry. I swear on my life, I will never do it again! Your husband—he is an Alpha King. He is everything a woman could ever dream of. It’s normal for anyone to lose their mind around him... and I lost mine. I fell into temptation. But trust me, please! It was a mistake. It will never happen again!”

The footsteps sounded hurried, heavy with suppressed fury. Arabella Kingsley marched into the main hall. Her face was deathly pale, her golden eyes swollen and rimmed with red, her chest heaving as she struggled to contain her humiliation. She had arrived just in time to catch Celeste's final words through the open archway. She had heard the words, it has nothing to do with the survival of the Ashford bloodline. Standing right there in front of a human-born exile like me, her adoptive mother had so coldly detached Arabella's achievements from the family, putting a massive distance between them.

"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.