Arabella Ship Novels & Stories

Jasmine said. “The Alpha will know, and he will give me the ultimate punishment. I have to do it myself Jasmine,” Ariana paused. “I'll have to do it or he will take my son forever.” ***** BRAD This cannot be a coincidence, Arabella had never been to the Library lately, if she had, there's little chance she had chosen the book about the Monogroth. The painting staring back at me is more picturesque than the one in that book, almost as if it needs a breath to come to life.

ARE HIS WORDS TRUE? Arabella was in her art studio when, looking out the window, she was surprised to see a moving truck parked at the villa next to her house. Intrigued, she went outside just as Fernando arrived in his car, following the truck. Mariana got out of the passenger seat with a suitcase in her hand. Arabella couldn't hold back and ran toward them. "Fernando, what is all this?" she asked, pointing to Mariana's belongings being unloaded.

Shame filled her, but still her gaze returned to the male at the table. The man was beautiful he had dark hair, sculpted features, perfectly shaped lips that any woman would have killed for, yet on him they were sinfully masculine. He was beyond handsome. Arabella had met many handsome men in her life, but her body had never reacted like this. Moisture pooled between her thighs, dampening her panties. Her nipples hardened, rasping the cotton of her camisole. Her mouth watered. She swallowed. Control yourself! She said to herself, What are you doing?

And Celeste, just to cater to this plus-size human stray who had crawled back from the slums, had spoken such heartbreakingly detached words! "Arabella?" Celeste stood up the moment she saw the girl's furious, tear-stained face, her expression instantly shifting to worry. "What happened to you out there?" Arabella bit her lower lip so hard a tiny drop of blood appeared, holding back the frantic sob rising in her throat. Without saying a single word, she shoved past the guards and bolted up the grand staircase. BANG! Her heavy bedroom door slammed shut at the end of the second-floor corridor, the sound echoing through the quiet hall.

“I’ll be right there. I think it’ll be nice for you to be able to take a shower without worry as well. I’ll look after Hudson for a bit.” It was a slow process, but as Louis, Faye, Jayden and Ian let themselves in later that evening, the goal was common and resolute. Arabella needed an airtight case when she manages to make it out of Jonathan’s clutches, and they were willing to do everything that it took to get her out and safely into Gael’s arms. **** Arabella had been shoved into the car, thrown a mask and a baseball cap to wear. She had done so almost immediately, hissing slightly when she had looped the strap of the mask over one of her ears and feeling the slight sting where Jonathan’s

“Which brings me to my favorite part of tonight.” “And that is?” “What we’re going to do about it.” Arabella didn’t answer immediately. Instead she stirred the olive in her martini with the little stick. Cressida watched her. “Oh don’t tell me you’re feeling generous.” Arabella lifted one brow. “Do I look generous?” “No. You look homicidal.” “Good. Honestly I thought we have succeeded in getting helping the universe make her disappear.” Cressida went very still clearly catching on to what Arabella meant.

I don't know what is the reason for the woman's stepfather to hide it from him. And after he said that he was going to kill his stepdaughter, then he confessed. If in fact the old Liana was Bella now. "Arabella Bell. Liana is her first name that my wife used to use when calling her. And yes … she is the little girl in the photo." Stev sighed softly. He massaged his temples slowly. "My woman is back ..."

“Vepό, Vepό, Vepό.” Nothing happens. There’s no water to douse the flames as the make the ascent up her dress. Serena’s incantation is stronger than ever. The flames engulf Jade completely. Only when she realizes in the last moments her efforts were futile, she lets out a pitiful scream, as she is reduced to ash. Serena returns to her throne and speaks to those who are in attendance.

"Look, Matt! A rowboat!" Matthew followed the direction of her gaze and saw a small boat moored by the edge of a shimmering lake. Forgetting about the haunted house, Arabella turned away and ran toward the boat. Grateful for the diversion from her original plan, he followed her to the small dock. A moment later, Arabella stood watching beside Matthew as he assessed the boat's condition. "Looks like it's in working order." He observed. Arabella remained silent, which was unusual, so he turned to see her and found that her expression had taken on a pensive look.

Arabella slowly reached for the folder. Inside were several documents. A passport. Medical records. And a name. Adele Laurent. Arabella stared at the name for a long time. Strange. Unfamiliar. Yet somehow… it felt like an escape. “If I do this…” her voice softened, “Arabella will truly disappear.” “Yes.” “And Elena?” “You’ll still be her mother. She’ll leave with you, and no one will interfere in her life.” Arabella closed her eyes. Tears fell once more.