Novel & Cerita Isabela Encanto Characters

It's a good thing I brought those animals because they are more sensitive to smells and sounds so they can protect me. "I am Isabela the witch and ruler of Serenith. My aim here is not to start a war but to retrieve the baby you are hiding. That baby is my grandchild, my descendant. If you hand it over, I will tell all the animals to stop attacking." I spoke loudly so all the witches could see me. There was no answer but after that I could see the real form of Sablewood. Now the place was no longer invisible to my sight. And it turned out that the witches were already lined up in front of the castle with black robes and hoods.

The Vincent family might have a foothold in New York, but compared to the Saranto family, they were a level below. Marcus swallowed. I could tell he was hooked. "So, Mr. Castillo," Isabella extended her hand. "Will you have me?"

I immediately pour myself another, "What happened to just getting down on one knee? Why the fuck do you have to make a whole show of it?" "Because Isabela wants it," Isaim explains simply. Oh yeah, everything always has to be exactly the way that bitch wants it, "She's going to be Luna and she obviously wants a big production out of the moment. She wants everyone to know what's going on." Tell me about it. If anyone knows exactly what she wants it's me, not Theo. He doesn’t know shit. "Such a princess, good luck with that," I scoff. "Are you jealous or something?" Theo asks, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. What the fuck is he trying to say? "Are you sad because you married

he said firmly, crossing her hand over her waist. “Look at her, pretending to be weak. From an escort to the mistress of the house. Now she is throwing all of us out of our house!” Isabel sneered. “You are such a despicable woman, Tatiana!” Selena smirked in satisfaction at Isabel’s words, but quickly masked it, slipping into her role as the dutiful cousin. “Isabel, what are you saying? Can’t people change? My cousin is now your cousin’s wife, you shouldn’t disrespect her like that!”

“Stop testing me, Handsome Boy. You'll see when I officially become your stepmother. I guarantee you will like me more than your biological mother." While Kara gaped behind Isabela's back, Frank laughed dryly. "You're so confident." “Hubby, have you forgotten who your future wife is? I'm Isabela Hall, the dream girl of every man on earth. They call me perfect. I'm beautiful, rich, and talented. There's nothing I can't do.” Kara silently looked down with her mouth twitching. The more she got to know the model, the more she understood why Frank chose herself.

Another tap from Manuela brought her back to reality. Slowly like a snail, she walked to where Don Alberto was, and said “good evening, sir.” Before he could answer, Luciano made the introduction. “This is my girlfriend, Isabella”. He pointed at Manuela “her friend. Juan is her son.” “Isabella,” don Alberto stretched his hand forward for a hug. Isabella was hesitant. She noticed that the others were worried about her attitude: “Don Alberto. I heard so much about you,” she shook and let go of his hand immediately.

The employees inside straighten immediately when they see him. A woman in her thirties, stunning, polished, with the same dark hair and sharp features as Dante, approaches with a professional smile. "Primo," she says warmly, kissing both his cheeks. "What a surprise." Cousin. She called him cousin. "Isabela." He gestures to me. "This is Elena. She needs a complete wardrobe. Everything. Spare no expense." Isabela's eyes flick to me, assessing in a way that makes me feel stripped bare.

Eliza was pregnant with the baby of Stefan and got rid of him to love freely her own cousin. Therapy and so much strength was what Isela needed. In those two months she had received help and finally, decided to embrace her real name: Isela de la Fuente. One of the de la Fuente's sisters, the one her father lost when she left Isela’s mother. Eliza was the product of the love Isela’s father never felt for the one who he got married to, and Isela was the product of the love her father felt for her mother when she worked for the family. Neither Isela’s grandfather nor Isela’s father knew about Eliza. They just knew about Isela since her father was still worried about the love of his life even wh

"I heard the grown-ups say, that the two of you are Princesses is it true??" She asks in the most adorable tone I've ever heard. I looked at Eleanor who gently chuckled in amusement. I smiled at her and reply. "Yes, it's true. The two of us are Princesses. I am Princess Hestia Katana Astaril, and that is Princess Eleanor Callista Castellanos. And what about you?? What is your name??" I ask. "Isabella." She replied. God, she is so cute. Her tone is the cutest thing I've ever heard.

Eunice then raised her perfectly painted left brow a little as she transferred her eyes to her, "And who may I ask are you? Luke’s new maid?" "Oh she is Isabelle, I mean Issa, Miss Eunice. Sir Luke’s wife,” Beth announced. She saw surprised registered on the other woman’s face and she noticed that she was about to say something but she seemed to have changed her mind. She was now sporting a poker-face while her eyes were still on her. She wanted to lower hers because she felt really uncomfortable and intimidated. The other woman was everything she was not. Smart, rich and sophisticated. She was taken aback when she held her hand and now had a smile on her face. The anger she though