Isabela Moner Hot Novels & Stories

— Elsewhere in the city, Tania strolled into a quiet café where Isabela already sat, sipping something iced and bitter. They didn’t greet each other like allies. More like reflections in a mirror. “You know,” Tania said, sliding into the chair across from her, “it’s usually the scorned woman who sends the scandal to the press. You’ve got an edge to you.” Isabela smiled. “I’m just here to remind the world that some ghosts still haunt the living.” She reached into her bag and pulled out a silver USB. Pushed it across the table. Tania raised an eyebrow. “What’s this?”

Besides, there was something about the way Sebastian looked at Isabella that made her feel sexy. “So, umm…” Isabella’s words trailed off as she dipped two fingers inside herself and pulled them out, saliva dripping from them. “Should I fuck myself like this, or…?” She began rubbing her clit with those two fingers, her voice soft. Sebastian lips curved into a devious smile. “Are… are you trying to make my monster mad?” he asked playfully, clearly referring to his dick. “Nah, I’m just preparing my own monster to get ready for yours,” she replied, matching his playful tone.

she said, her cheeks flushing slightly. “ why did you change what you wanted to say?” I asked, my eyes narrowing slightly. “It’s nothing, argh.” “Well that’s not the case , Isla has an OnlyFans. She masturbates with sex toys online and she has 25 million subscribers,” she said flatly. I was stunned. “She was even live yesterday.” “Damn, that’s crazy,” I said, shaking my head slowly. “I know, right. I even screen-recorded it. I’d humiliate her just the way she humiliated me,” Maya said, her jaw clenching.

“It’s too… bland.” Monique looked at him and shrugged. “Well, it’s a normal dress,” Isabella interjected, wanting to finish everything as soon as possible. She was too nervous being so exposed to Sebastian. Even though they had had sex several times, she still wasn’t used to it. “Exactly,” he snapped his fingers. “It’s normal. And you, honey, are anything but ordinary.” Isabella held back from rolling her eyes. Monique pulled out another dress, and she tried it on.

Any female werewolf was a prey to a male werewolf when in heat. “Get out!” She moaned in pain on noticing Carlos’ change in demeanor. Why did she let her guard down? Now everyone is soon going to find out that she goes into heat. “Let me help you.” Carlos was already trying to take off her clothes. She lazily pushed him to the side but he didn’t budge, so Isabel summoned some strength and threw Carlos hard across the room. She lunged towards him, ignoring the pain she was in. Carlos staggered to his feet and roughly reached for her waist, holding her firmly. His wolf was clearly in control.

"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"

Daddy remained serious while talking to the younger handsome guy who stood up. I kissed my Mom on the cheek as I greeted the old bosses again before my eyes got a closer look of the man beside my father. In a split second, my jaw dropped when I realized it was a familiar face. Not just casually familiar! But... "Isabella, this is Damon Montero. He is the new head of the Montero Resorts International," Daddy said. The man's lips was also slight open as he looked at me. You could also see the surprise in his eyes but he slowly relaxed too.

My hands shaking. Then I saw it. Her. Isabella. There she stood on the screen, flawless in an elegant cream dress, her curls pinned back in soft waves that framed her delicate face. And beside her was him. Xavier Gustavo. Hand placed on the small of her back like he owned her. Like she belonged to him. My jaw clenched as I leaned forward, my gaze locked on the television. The press swarmed them, shoving microphones in their faces like bloodthirsty hounds. Then Isabella spoke, her voice soft, calm, sure.

The Spanish summer night was thick with heat and possibility. Valentina and Isabella had been best friends since they were teenagers in Madrid. Both 22, stunning, and completely insatiable. Valentina had long dark wavy hair, full lips, and a curvy body with big natural breasts and a round ass that turned heads everywhere. Isabella was slightly shorter, with a tighter athletic body, piercing green eyes, and an ass so perfect it looked fake. They had come to Ibiza for one reason only

And there they saw how Elijah escorted Isabella who's really look stunning now wearing a white dress with gold details along the collar, her hair down and cascading down her shoulders beautifully. "Oh my god! Mr. Grayson with Ms. Flores, they're both really beautiful tonight," the female reporter said excitedly. The photographer immediately snapped the photo of her and her cameraman's flash bulbs. "Yes, they surely are. I wonder if they would mind if I take some photos of the both of them." The female reporter says and she approached both Elijah and Isabella. Nerissa's eyes narrowed at where Isabella is. Her blood's boiling, the veins popping up on her forehead.