Arabella Novel Novels & Stories

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Laurette, emboldened by her newfound freedom, lurked in the shadows, her hunger for power and influence fueling her desire to see her daughter succeed in their dark plans. That morning, Arla decided to wear one of the dresses that Jane had given her. She tied her hair up, and as she looked at her reflection, she realized that she looked far more appealing than she did in her usual maid's uniform. Recently, she had pleaded with Jane to tell her about her past relationship with Vivian, but for some reason, Jane had refused, urging Arla to try and remember on her own, as only she could piece together the fragments of her forgotten memories.

PRESENT * Arabella tried her best not to cry in front of him after learning that he was getting married to that model. She was already getting frustrated with the coincidence that she observed after drawing a 3D star. She wanted to destroy his whole room in anger, but instead, she walked out only to hear his parents discussing when to tell Wylder about his marriage with Tiara. The next thing she knew, she ran back to the room and destroyed every single thing that she felt would be useless or could be fixed.

"If she's not Alexandria then who is she, Lucas?" "Her real name is Arabella." Lucas' hands tightened around Bella's fingers. In a very calm voice he continued, "Arabella Angelstone, CEO of AA Cosmetics." Maxwell's jaw dropped to the floor. "The biggest Cosmetic Company? Damn! I don't believe this." "And so do I at first." Lucas remarked. "The private investigator I hired just confirmed that on the phone hours ago." "This sounds like a crazy telenovela!" Maxwell exclaimed, overcome with disbelief, awe, and shock.

Arabella doesn’t come from a large or rich family, it is just her and her alcoholic father that live in the small two-bedroom townhouse in the middle of the small, yet quaint township of Redwood. Arabella’s mother passed away when she was but a baby, though her father never told her the exact story behind it. He brought Arabella to Redwood shortly after, and began their new life. When Arabella was seven years old, she began to notice her father’s strange behaviour and that he spent an awful lot of his time at the local tavern, drowning his sorrows at the bar. At the age of ten, Arabella had her first experience with the cruelty that her father had bottled up inside of him. That night, she pu

I did not know how to do this thing but I did know I would try all of my best to make her happy just like the healing balm soothed her. My pack wasn't very distanced although it was quite the journey. I was looking at her the entire time. I even saw her doze off a couple of times. She didn't notice I was looking at her which was strange. A lot of people usually notice my eyes digging deep in them and they are always intimidated. Arabella was different. It was almost as if she saw herself alone. What did they do to her? It didn't matter because I was ready to change everything. I was ready to give her a new mind. I would remind her that she was very beautiful. She was too beautiful and she wa

Shadow for the first time ever began to whisper in my mind, urging me to uncover the truth. Without hesitation, I stepped forward, my question aimed at my mate, but my eyes locked on her mysterious ‘friend’. "Arabella," I called out, my words catching her off guard. "What is happening here? Who is this?" I demanded to know as my hand wrapped around her wrist. Arabella's eyes met mine, terror and relief flickering within them. Confusion hit me until I found the man kneeling before her. I have to," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "You have to trust me. This... this has to be done."

"I owe you nothing Jack, and neither should I be grateful for dating a stupid ass idiot like you who can't make a success on his own but rather uses others' success" Arabella was done for and she doesn't wish any more to belittle her. She is ready to take the bull by the horns even if it means she will end up getting injured in the process. "As expected of a prideful lady, you think everything is at your service and will always come running to you" He snorts in the water, " I guarantee no one will love you for you, it will always be about your money. Mark my words " He turns and leaves with a victorious smile plastered on his lips at the sight of Arabella's expression.

"Yes but everything was fine until his wife was alive. She was kind but when she passed away, he started showing his true colours... We recently moved into the town, he sold everything and came here because rents are low here." Matilda nodded. "Just forget about it, you are safe now... Come I'll introduce you to your new friends." Arabella was looking nervous and hesitant. Her life was not going as planned. She didn't expect it to turn out like this. She has no idea what's going to happen to her after this and how her life is going to be. Will she find someone who gives her warm shoulder in this hell hole or her life would be cold as always. The days passed and Matilda noticed that Arabella

Arabella shook her head as she explained why she had chosen to stay calm instead of reacting or questioning the past, "I didn’t let them off out of mercy, I'm just trying to protect my children. Whatever happened, it wasn’t my fault, I know that well, but society would always blame me, and infact I can handle that, but I just didn’t want my children to face prejudice because of my past. That’s why I let it go, and I came back here only for my grandmother, once my work is done, I’ll leave this city." Viola held Arabella's hand, trying to comfort her, "Bella, you’ve been through so much, you’ve suffered a lot, but I believe the destiny won’t let you face more injustice. You have a bright futur