Disventure Camp Isabel Novels & Stories

“We’ve never been park people, really. We like the beach.” “All right, then,” Isabel says, nodding and starting forward. “Let’s get started.” She fills us in on her family as we begin to walk, letting us know that James is well and – interestingly enough – at the palace today, reconnecting with Sinclair and seeing if there’s a place for him in the administration. A beautiful smile takes over Isabel’s face when she tells us about Sadie, even though I don’t think she knows it. The little girl is apparently growing like a weed and a fast learner, eager for every picture book she can get her hands on. While all of this news about my friend’s family warms my heart to its core, that heat fades fr

It made me boil on the inside but why should I care. "Isabella Brown, will you be my partner for the class assignment?" Xavier said, I wanted to punch that mouth of his which spilled out those words but I kept calm. "Yes!" Isabella replied and they both laughed even though the teacher was still in the classroom. I was done and fed up.with the bullshit of a game they were trying to play as I stood up from my seat, carried my bag pack and walked out of the classroom. I could feel Devin walking behind me and I heard the teacher asking if he was a student.

It was a welcome reprieve as we savored every bite, appreciating the simple pleasure of a shared meal. Isabella, who had been through quite an ordeal herself, was advised to take some well-deserved rest. Her health was of utmost importance, and everyone wanted to ensure she had the opportunity to fully recover. We made sure she was comfortable and settled in a safe place where she could recuperate without any worries. The camping trip had taken an unexpected turn, but as a group, we were committed to taking care of one another, especially when one of us had faced such a challenging situation. Sitting on a weathered rock, I found solace in Mia's presence. Her words conveyed the depth of conce

This camp is not treating me right. The sun rose, and I was still stuck in bed. “Adrian, come on,” Damian called. Oh? You think we’re good now? After what I’ve seen? He doesn’t know I know his deep, disgusting, nasty secret but I can use that. Oh, Damian, you’re going down. At first, I thought it’d be a normal day—exercise, Bible study, same boring routine. But no, as I kept feeling someone watching me. Like, even during my morning chat with Jay, I could feel eyes on us.

She had come from privilege, from these very cloud forests of Monteverde. Raised in an aristocratic family, taught that stewardship required political ties, Isabela had learned early that love—like land—demands discipline. Education had been her father’s final insistence, and she had carried it with her to California like a compass. She went to Stanford, whereas Gabriel Robinson went to UC Davis. They met by chance on the beach in San Francisco. At the Cliff House that day, their hearts recognized each other through a shared love of their homeland, long before they understood it as love. Isabela was immediately taken by Gabriel’s sense of adventure and the carefree way he carried it, as if t

Remind him what he's trying so hard to run from. It's reckless. It's desperate. It's the kind of thing the old Isabella would never dream of. But the old Isabella also never spent a night in Caleb Alexander's arms, trembling on the edge of something that could break her open. I reach for my phone. My fingers hover over the keyboard, and I type a single search: Lux private club downtown. The address pops up immediately. A warehouse district. No website. No contact info. But I know my brother. I know where he keeps his spare key cards, his invites, his wallet when he's too lazy to carry it.

As we rushed back to the castle, anger bubbled uncontrollably. Whoever let that traitor out was going to have a slow and painful death. Luckily, I had cameras everywhere. Not even the Elders and their minions knew where they all were. I made sure there were some that only I knew about. Reaching the tree we had left our clothes at, we shifted and quickly dressed, rushing back. Isla was looking behind her, worried, probably thinking that the sicko was waiting somewhere to finish what he started. I growled, looking around for him, too.

At that moment, a discordant voice cut through the air, “Isn’t that Isabella Rivera? That little slut who’s nothing more than a background player pretending to be someone special? Quite impressive indeed!” Isabella and Hilda’s expressions changed instantly. They followed the sound and saw a tall girl and a slender girl, both exhaling smoke and casting disdainful glances at Isabella, their faces filled with contempt. The tall girl was named Cecilia, and the slender girl was named Karrie. Both had been training at the camp for two or three years without graduating or debuting. However, due to their family background and looks, they had stayed at the training camp, waiting for their chance to m

I stammered. The elders exchanged skeptical glances, and my heart thumped fast. Then, the same elders still speak up. “By why were you roaming around that late?” I hesitated, unsure of how much to reveal in order to hide that Isabel lured me out to make me drown in the swamp pit. Or who would believe a bastard pup… saying she's a victim of bully and the ordinator is none other than an Alpha female heiress? "I...I.. was…I just wanted to take a stroll to clear my heavy head”

I decided to have a little fun with this. "Oh yeah she's beautiful," I shook my head and look at Max. "With her forest green eyes, and beautiful curls. I wouldn't mind getting lost in." Max looked confused. Than we both burst out laughing. "Their friends." We said in unison. Bursting out laughing, till our stomachs hurt. "So what's the plan Alpha?" Max asked, lightly shoulder punching me. "Well she's you mate right? We need to discuss this with the Aplha of the Moonfall pack. And she's probably gonna want to pack her things. But Isabelle still only seventeen. And if they are friends, your mate might be reluctant to leave her."