Isabel Love Gloryhole Novels & Stories

~My mouth wants to do naughty things to you.~ Arcane's POV: The glow of my phone illuminated the dim room, casting an eerie shadow against the walls. The headlines screamed from the screen, a harsh juxtaposition to the silence that now enveloped me. "Xavier Jones: From Ice to Fists." The words seemed to taunt me, each letter a reminder of the chaos that had unfolded. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic rhythm matching the whirlwind of thoughts in my head.

Before her was a picture of her husband, Gerald holding a pregnant woman’s hand and no, this was not a clip from a movie scene. Under that photo, it was stated that her husband was expecting a child with a second-class-rated actress. “Bella, I hate to say this, but ‘Scandalous Gossip blog’ doesn’t lie. Over ninety-five percent of the gossip all turn out to be true,” Caro said with a pitiful look on her face as the others all fixed their gazes on Isabella. Hearing everything her friend just said to her, Isabella rose to her feet with reddened eyelids. Her movement startled her friends.

“People like you don’t know what kind of nonsense you have in your past life, but you can live in a rich villa, let my son get rid of you, Esteban is useless to talk to in this house.” "Ma'am Isabel, don't worry, I will do well, if you think something is dirty, you can call me anytime," said Helya. "Don't you have eyes? You still need to call me, come back, do you want to help me check the unclean, do you want to share half of your monthly salary with me?" Isabel said angrily. "I'm leaving, and when I come back, if you see anything dirty, you can leave your bed." Isabel said coldly.

"The reason that girl seems to know your thoughts is that she's carrying the dominant charm. Everything the parasitic charm learns from you gets sent to her, sometimes even before you act on it. "And once this thing drains you completely, it doesn't just leave you weak, but it also drags bad luck right into your life and causes you to die tragically." His words slammed into me like a bucket of ice water. Mark never loved me. He only agreed to be my boyfriend because he wanted to use me. He saw my grades and knew I was smart, so he introduced me to Nicole so that he could plant the parasitic charm. That necklace was a trap, a setup so Nicole could steal everything that was supposed to be mine

“I won’t spend the night sulking over you, Julien.” She turned away from the mirror and reached for the robe hanging by the door. Few hours later, Isabella stood before the full-length mirror in the suite, dressed in a black satin slip dress that shimmered gracefully. Her hair fell loose around her shoulders, still damp, curling slightly at the ends. A touch of makeup, nothing too much since she wasn't a fan of it. Just red lips to cover the pale exhaustion. When she looked at herself this time, she didn’t see a wife. She saw a woman clawing her way back to herself.

The loss of his touch shouldn't hurt, but it does. "What is he talking about?" Henry turns to me, and the confusion in his eyes makes my chest ache. "Hattie?" "Her name is Jayde," Declan spits out. "She's nothing but a gold-digging - " "Enough!" Henry's voice cuts through the restaurant like a whip. Several diners turn to stare. I want to run. Everything in me screams to flee, but my feet won't move. The truth is finally here, and it's ugly.

‎She ran into the darkness. ‎Away from the fire. ‎Away from the screams. ‎Away from everything she had ever known. ‎And she never looked back. ‎Behind her the mansion burned. ‎And with it, Isabella Marisol Reyes died. ‎What remained…was something else entirely. ‎🖤 ♣️ ‎Daylight came too quickly. ‎It spilled over the city in soft gold, touching rooftops, flooding streets, warming a world that had no right to feel warm. ‎Isabella walked through it like a ghost.

i was lost in his eyes. I came back to my senses when i realized cockroach is still here.....i again screamed and without thinking anything ..i jumped on him..he jerked and we fall on the bed...and trust me..it was the best feelings being in his arms..i never came this close to any other man... He put me on bed and put that cockroach outside the room...i was still lost in this beautiful moments...but then i heard his worst words... How can he say that for me...does not he know the truth behind that case...how can he conclude me as an gold digger..i was feeling so bad..that tears came from my eyes...

Ella did not understand Ma'am Miranda as she told her to explain better. Ma'am Miranda told Ella that all the vision she always had is related to her life in the old world, so she needs someone that will explain better to her so that won't she die the way she does in the old world. Ella begs Ma'am Miranda to explain to her but she told Ella that Pablo needs to be saved because is the key to the great lover future. Ma'am Miranda went inside quickly and Ella followed her but the surprising part is that before Ella got into the shop Ma'am Miranda and Pablo are nowhere to be found again.

Theodore laughed nervously. "So, what is the main reason for you bringing me here then?" Joseph asked. "You see, these yellow dandelions represent hope, love, and happiness. And since this is our third data, it's finally time for you to decide about me and about us," Theodore sounded nervous, "And I wanted you to ell your decision with your whole heart. Just like these yellow dandelions mean hope, love, and happiness, in the same way, I've brought you here with the hope of our love blooming and us leading into a path full of happiness. Though sometimes our path might be filled with thorns, with all my might, I will destroy them. I just want a sign of yes from you, angel, and I'll show you ho