Isabela Encanto Characters Novels & Stories

“I think she is so pretty. Definitely a princess.” “Yes, I am. I’ll always be in love with her,” I replied. If you only knew, Eliza, that all of the problems are because Isabella IS a princess. “I’m in love with Uncle Paul,” Eliza stated. “He gave me a necklace, so one day I’m going to marry him.” “Oh, really?” I chuckled. “It’s not a joke, Zan man,” Eliza huffed and crossed her arms. “I promise that he will marry me.”

My voice was still faint from all the crying that I have been doing since last night. A tall girl was standing outside my door. She looked bright and happy. She kind of reminds me of Gill. I wondered how she is right now. I told her I'd be back when I got a chance. I haven't got that chance. Maybe, within this week? I will be able to meet her and her new born baby. "I am Isabela, my lady. I was assigned by Alpha Lucia to attend you. She's summoning you to the Stadium. She said to wear something extravagant. People will be there to congratulate your victory. Congratulations again, my lady!" she chirped like a bird.

“Can we swing after school?” Cecilia smiled down at her daughter. “Of course, sweetheart. We’ll have the best day.” As they approached the main building, Cecilia’s steps faltered. There, near the kindergarten entrance, stood Isabel elegant in a designer blouse and tailored skirt, holding Elias’s hand. The boy looked adorable in his uniform, but Isabel’s gaze locked onto Cecilia like a predator spotting prey. Her expression shifted from surprise to sharp, venomous jealousy in an instant. Isabel stepped forward, blocking their path. Elias looked up curiously. “Mommy Isabel, who is that lady?”

Others looked outright panicked. Ximena stood at the head of the long table, her chin lifted, her emerald blouse crisp beneath a tailored blazer. She was elegant under pressure. Across from her stood **Isabela Reyes**, cool and unshaken, dressed in muted navy. Her hands rested lightly on the folder in front of her. Camila’s locket shimmered around her neck. “Thank you all for your time,” Isabela began, her voice smooth. “I come before you not as an enemy—but as blood.”

My clothes stuck to my body, my entire frame trembling from the cold. Almost there. I encouraged myself as the house gate finally came into view. I’m Isabella Santos. Just a simple girl from the countryside who somehow caught the attention of the almighty Xavier Gustavo…the heir to Gustavo Group Limited, the wealthiest and most powerful family in California. Or should I say... unlucky? Sigh. Xavier met me at the coffee shop where I worked and confessed his love. It felt like a dream come true. I had always crushed on him, and now, I'm engaged to him.

Rodrigo wished his daughter a happy birthday while her mom guided her to the dining area, so she could eat. Isabel glanced around the living room and dining area, when she found no sign of her little sister and David, she asked about their whereabouts too. Something doesn’t feel right, she could feel it and so could her wolf. “They’re in the backyard playing with Fernando.” Her mom’s reply erased her fears as she was beginning to go into a panic from not seeing the pups around. “I made a combination of American and Mexican breakfast cos I want you both to have a taste of each other’s culture.” Paulina explained, wearing a proud smile while she poured a cup of coffee for Isabel.

"You must be Luke." Luke nodded dumbly. "I must be." "Snarky, too," she cooed to the others. "Just like Julian. I’m keeping him." "Yeah, yeah, move over," another girl muttered. She had hair as dark as Cass's and the same striking blue-gray eyes. She nudged Camila aside and grinned at Luke with an energy that felt like a lightning strike. "Hi. I'm Isabella Cruz." She grabbed his hand and gave it a bone-crushing shake. "Lucia said you wouldn't even tell her where Cass was until she passed a gauntlet."

— That’s exactly what I love about her—that she loves me, not my power or the fire of hell that surrounds me. — Whereas you, Cassandra, have a corrupted soul and don’t care about betraying your sister with me, knowing it would break her heart. — You are worse than me, Cassandra, because I would never do something like that. Remembering what had happened with Isabela’s sister made Alejandro pull his wife closer, pressing a kiss to her neck. — I love you, my queen. Isabela wasn’t like any other woman. She hadn’t been before, when she was just his sweet and innocent wife, and even less so now, as his watchful eagle.

When she finally stood and turned to face me, I could tell she already saw herself as a Luna. “When Maxim claims me as his, everything will change.” Isabela ran her fingers over the thin costume necklace around her neck a gift from him. “You’ll see, Aiyana. Fate always favors those who know what they want.” I just nodded, but something in her certainty unsettled me. Her eyes slid over my body, and her expression twisted with distaste. She frowned, crossing her arms in dramatic disapproval. “You’re going to the ritual like that?” Her voice dripped with disdain.

"For your new team." Lucas looked at the gummy bear, then at Elara. Slowly, a tiny, tentative smile broke through his tears. He took the candy. "Thanks." Elara nodded proudly, then skipped back over to me and grabbed my hand. "Mission accomplished, Papa. Let's extract." I looked at Isabella, who was grinning so hard I thought her face might break. I wrapped my free arm around her waist and pulled her against my side as we walked out the front doors of the Santiago estate.