Isabela Encanto Characters Novels & Stories

"I am really sorry, but she's insisting that she is already dead, you're her child right? Stella Ocampo. We get to know you the moment we began our investigation. Please, we need your cooperation. I'll send you the address, please come here quickly." My knees trembled in fear, fuck. I was stunned, I couldn't even move my body for a moment. Is this a prank? Damn it. I hurriedly fixed myself. "Sir, where's my mom? I'm Stella Ocampo. Where's my mom?!" My voice sounded a little bit pissed. Well, who am I to be calm at this very moment? "Follow me." he commanded. As we stepped on the elevator, I felt the sudden intensity in my whole system. I wasn't ready, what if? What if she... 'shit' I curse

I say and I give them a sarcastic bow that makes Theo smile a little. "Good morning, Nukea. Thank you so much for coming," Theo says and extends a hand towards me to shake it, then he puts a hand on Isabella's back and pushes her a little until she does the same, "Isabella has something she’d like to say." We both look at Isabella. Now that I know she's Theo's girlfriend, I look at her more deeply. Tall, slender, elegant features and long dark hair. Her eyes are elongated and sharp, her lips are thin and her white teeth are obviously fake, just like her nose.

She was a different woman than the one the prince was used to. “I present to you my daughter! Isabella Herbert.” Said King Roberts very happily. “Nice to meet you!” The princess greeted. Who was red as a tomato, besides being all sweaty. The king and queen welcomed her, the prince had been petrified of her watching her. Then Frankie pushed him to get closer, the menacing gaze of his father had fixed on him. Christopher was really handsome, just like in the stories he read. Isabella felt self-conscious and very ashamed. Suddenly the desire to run away was increasing, she looked at her parents as they enjoyed that show.

She spotted Dante, Antonio, and Emanoel waiting for her on the terrace of the house, along with Melissa and the lovely Sofia in Antonio's arms. Isabel smiled at the sight of them, feeling embraced by the warmth of family. She walked towards them, feeling her heart tighten at the absence of her mother, Helena, and Leandro. “Dante, Antonio, Emanoel!” called Isabel, opening her arms to hug her brothers. Dante was the first to approach, enveloping her in a warm embrace. “Isabel, it's so good to see you!” Antonio and Emanoel joined in the hug, expressing their joy at seeing her. “Isabel, we've missed you!”

I love you my queen. The phone hangs up. "Yeah yeah yeah, finally I am having a date tonight with the love of my life Isabella." I smiled Isabella was my first love back then in high school, her parents died at the age of 4, so her aunt took her in. She is an orphan. She is very humble, smart and very beautiful. Knock at the door. I walked up to the door excited and all smiling, I was just so overwhelmed with happiness that I didn't bother asking who it was at the door. I opened the door and it was Bianca.

“That was two days ago, Elena. Why didn’t you call back after that?” Elena leaned against the railing, staring out at the streets below. “I had a hell of a hangover. I made friends with Isabella DeLuca, and she’s one heavy drinker. Me emborrachó (Got me drunk), and I was out of it. Haven’t been feeling great since then, Cap.” There was a pause before Reynolds’ voice came through again, edged with curiosity. “Who is that?” “La hermana menor de Lorenzo (Lorenzo’s younger sister),” she replied, still thinking about how Isabella’s existence had taken her by surprise.

Robert mallow told her about what the priest said , Jan Wilson accepted and advised him to marry a slave from Bingle nation. Isabella was a very beautiful and brave girl,she was enslaved during the ruling of Jan Jay to Jungle land. She was treated well among the slaves due to her bravery and behavior. Back to her origin, Isabella was given birth from a royal family, her mother the daughter of Sir Elevan , the king of Aritle kingdom.

She sat beside Antonio, her hand sliding up his arm. "It’s just a setback, Tony," she murmured, her voice dripping with a honeyed poison. "The insurance will cover the ship. We still have the merger. We still have everything." Antonio sighed, leaning into her touch. "I feel like I'm being watched, Clara. Like she's still in the walls." Clara laughed, a sharp, brittle sound. "Isabella is dead. She was a weak, fragile creature who couldn't even keep her own husband's interest. You’re with a queen now."

I said. “Aunty T, if I'm following correctly. Are you saying that Bella is the missing daughter of the Powell family?” Lissa asked, surprised. “Thee, Isabella Powell that has been missing for 15 years?” She added, getting excited. I looked at my mother, shocked waiting for her to answer. “Yes that is what I was coming around to say but you beat me to it,” she said, sighing. “Bella, your biological name is Isabella Powell. You were kidnapped and sold to traffickers but somehow ended up in the orphanage where we found you,” she added.

She radiated wealth and power with just a smile. “Buenas tardes, Mateo,” she said warmly. “My name is Isabella Castillo.” I froze. Castillo. My pulse hammered in my ears. Castillo as in Castillo Pharmaceuticals? The empire every Dominican family knew about? This was THE ISABELLA CASTILLO? “You—you’re—” My words stumbled out. “You’re Alejandro Castillo’s mother.” Her smile widened just a little. “Yes. That would make my husband Guillermo Castillo, and my other son Diego.”