Isabel Love Gloryhole Novels & Stories

Nora chuckled softly, leaning close to whisper in my ear, "You're such a natural-born servant." I laughed at myself but didn't respond. Seeing me ignore her, Nora grabbed a large nail clipper from the side. Before I could react, she clipped her own finger, drawing blood. "Miles!" She shrieked in agony. Miles burst into the room. The moment he saw blood trickling from her finger, his fury erupted. "Leilani Jabs, what's wrong with you?" I was stunned. He swept all the nail tools off the table with a loud crash, shouting in rage, "How many times do I have to say it? Even if Nora wanted to compete with you, could you ever become my official girlfriend?

Isabella a chestnut mare, and there was a black stallion, which must have been his. I climbed up on my mare with a slight wince from the soreness in my thighs. I felt a heat rush to my face, at the cause of that soreness. Pull yourself together Evelyn. I nudged my horse out of the stables. Once out, I took a deep breath.

My identity was the only thing I had left. “I—“ I didn’t have the words, and I couldn’t form a sentence; I only stared at him as if he had grown two horns. Kill Isabella Monroe, the woman who was betrayed, the woman who trusted too easily, the woman who lost everything because she was too blinded to see the truth. Those were the words that rang in my head. "Do you think you're strong enough for that?" he asked, his voice quieter now. "You're falling apart over your face, Isabella . What makes you think you can get revenge when you're losing your mind over a scar?"

This is beautiful! “What do you think?” her eyes sparkled so do I! “This is awesome!” I commented. “Hmm, this is can be seen in here.” she opened her map. “Mount Hilakris, you know Aristella right? Her boyfriend proposed in here, see? Amazing isn’t? I saw it in her Instagram once and made a research, this is a perfect place for hiking. The view, I mean… The moment you got to see the whole place this up, you’ll shiver in owe! The excites in her tone is more likely a way to describe it as an enjoyable adventure.

“Five…” Isabelle was the only person in the room who seemed to see Gary. She smiled sweetly at him and blew him a kiss. “Six…” “I’ll see you in hell, lover.” “Seven…” Suddenly Isabelle turned and, faster than should ever have been humanly possible, hurtled towards the back exit. The door flew open and she was gone, the remains of the exit in a not much better state of repair than the now destroyed entrance. Gary ran over to the others but concentrated more on David. “What the fuck is going on?”

"If your father finds out his 'porcelain doll' is plotting a coup with a fed, he won’t just erase my existence. He’ll make sure yours is a slow, agonizing descent." Isabella didn't flinch. Instead, she leaned against the stone railing, the moonlight catching the crimson of her dress, making her look like a fresh wound against the night. "My life has been a slow descent since the day he put that rose in your father’s mouth, Dante. I’ve been dead for years. I’m just looking for a way to take the devil down with me."

She didn't know that she will be at Fia river soon with this man again, that was where they became lovers but it was so sad that Nathaniel Dave didn't recognize that she was the lady he use to love. They soon arrived at Fia river, Nathaniel Dave got down and wanted to open the door for Isabel but Isabel had already seen Nettie, Mrs. Abraham and someone inside the sea from afar. Seeing Mrs. Abraham and Cecilia would not have bothered her that much but seeing her mother made her heart feel gloomy , she felt as though she was soaked inside a cold water. "Don't bother about opening the door for me, you can leave," Isabel said. "Are you sure you will be fine, Charlotte?" Nathaniel Dave asked.

It was a simple dance, but in their hearts, it was a promise—of togetherness, of love, of a new beginning. ******** Meanwhile, in Prison… Far away from the joy of Claire’s party, Isabel was bent over in a filthy prison bathroom. Her face twisted in disgust as she scrubbed the floor around the third soiled toilet of the day. The stench was unbearable, choking her lungs. Sweat poured down her forehead as she cursed under her breath. “Damn you, David,” she muttered angrily. “It’s your fault I ended up in this hellhole. You’ll pay for this someday.”

They were Gloria's erstwhile employers, where Gloria began her career as a grassroots worker. Gloria, radiantly smiling, greeted Isabella and Samson as they entered the gala through the main entrance. "Isabella!" Gloria exclaimed, pulling her into a warm embrace. "It's so wonderful to see you here. Thank you for coming." Isabella felt a swell of pride as she looked at Gloria, who had come so far from her humble beginnings. She couldn't resist boasting about Gloria's success to the other esteemed guests and onlookers nearby.