Isabela Merced Hot Novels & Stories

A beauty like hers was impossible to ignore—a Latina goddess with deep bronze skin, long dark waves tumbling over a white silk blouse that clung to her curves, revealing a navel piercing and an hourglass figure. She approached Venom with effortless and seductive hip movement. Venom slowly pulled off her shades, raking her dark eyes over Isabella from head to toe before dropping her cigar and crushing it under her boot. "Isabella," Venom said, a small grin forming. "Damn… wasn’t expecting to see you here." Isabella smiled back. "Well, I just got into the city this morning. And I heard Zayne’s back." Her accent was so sexy and smooth. Venom tilted her head slightly, studying her.

"I promise sweety" "I hope the hate be gone from your heart for good" Isabelle roll her head and lift her brows in a surprise,James wink. "Congratulations honey" Isabelle walk towards him,Katy wave bye as she was summoned by one of the reporters,She gave the woman beside James a look,she was beautiful,the world Moon Goddess should be used for her,she was in a simple ball gown but it was amazing on her. "You're Selena,nice to meet you again sweetheart"

His brows were knitted when his eyes went to Isabelle. The other woman turned to him. And Isabelle felt that this was her big chance. She would show her the new Isabelle dela Vega Dury Contrero. When Victoria had her back on her, she pulled her hair. "Ouch !!" the woman cried out.

The way he said ladies made me cringe like we were something other than ladies. “Teresa Montés and Isabella Valéz.” Chino responded. “These wouldn’t be my brother’s daughters, would they? “They are.” “So, you escaped Zamora. “ “Yes,” I said. “You must be Isabella. The older one, right? “He looked me up and down. “Hmmm.” He walked over to Teresa, she looked at me nervously. She is only 19. Barely even legal in the United States. He touched her shoulder, she jumped. “It’s no reason to be afraid.” He rubbed her shoulders.

As my lips moved against his, he gradually took over. He was one hell of a kisser. When I pulled away to gaze into his eyes, butterflies swarmed my stomach. The tenderness in his eyes was enough to make me go weak in the knees. Is this what it means to meet your soulmate? "Do you know me?" I slurred, and he raised a brow. "Who doesn't know you? You're Isabella Moreno, granddaughter of one of the richest men in New York," he responded, a certain glint in his eyes.

She had known about Cassandra, but to see her so openly, to feel the coldness in her gaze, was unsettling. “I apologize for that,” Damian said, his voice softer now. “It won’t happen again.” Isabelle finally looked up, meeting his gaze. “It’s fine, Damian. She… she was right about one thing.” He furrowed his brow. “What do you mean?” “I am easily impressed,” she said, a small, genuine smile gracing her lips. “A business trip to Cebu? On a private jet? It’s a lot to take in.” A ghost of a smile, so rare it was almost a myth, touched Damian’s own lips. “Ms. Romero will send you all the necessary information. We leave tomorrow morning at 7 AM. Be ready.”

“If… if I show you a picture, can you tell me if it was her?” Cassandra looked away, humming softly as she searched her memory, then gave a small nod. “I should be able to.” Mirena pulled out her phone and quickly opened the browser. Her fingers moved swiftly across the screen as she typed in Isabela’s name and waited for the results to load. The moment a photo appeared, she tapped it and turned the screen toward Cassandra. “Was it her?” Cassandra leaned in slightly, eyes narrowing as she studied the image. After a few seconds, she nodded.

“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.

Ace never feels anything; I need to unlock whatever mystery is surrounding his entanglement with her, a rational person won't pick someone he doesn't know to come stay in his apartment, I was going to help him discover he liked her, in doing so find out who she is and what is more special than her pretty looks. Well I'll start by inviting her to the office mid-year Gala, discreetly. Getting her number was not a problem, I was going to cajole Mary with one of my sweet stories, besides the old woman was always bored. She needs company, Isabella herself seemed very jovial. I needed to crash at the club tonight I thought loudly. I knew where I was going laspinos they had the best ladies, music,

“I need to know right now where the Nemesis base of operations is.” “Why would you need to know that?” The ex leader blustered, before realising. “You can’t be thinking of going there? They’ll destroy you.” He knew it was a mistake to say that as soon as it came out of his mouth. Isabelle turned round, the fury showing in here eyes. “I think that you underestimate me!” She almost screamed at the now powerless Brethren Member who had dared to question her. “I think it would be in your best interest to be careful not to do it again.” She managed the last part in a much more controlled voice.