Isabell Afro Real Name Novels & Stories

I warned her. She looked towards Thomas's direction and then back at me. Did I do anything wrong?” Her voice sounded so soft that I felt a pang of pain in my heart. “The Alpha King just asked about your identity, are you courting death?” One of my men said, scaring her. They were following my command, but why was I hurt? “No please, My name is Isabella Robert. That's my identity.” I furrowed my brows in a frown, “And who ate your parents?” I questioned.

But she opened it anyway. The first page wasn’t a photo. Wasn’t surveillance. It was a name. Isabella Hale. Her name. But beneath it another line. Typed. Precise. Unfamiliar. Alias: Isabella V. Laurent Her breath caught instantly. “…What?” Her eyes scanned the page again. Faster now. Heart racing. Date of birth Different. Location Different. “No… no, that’s wrong…” Her hands trembled slightly as she flipped the page. Documents. Records.

After the lecture ended I was about to leave the classroom when that same boy stopped in front of me. "Hey, I am Maverick and you are?" he said forwarding his hand. I looked at him with a small smile not trying to come out as rude and shook his hand "I'm Arabella," I said and he nodded. "A beautiful name for a beautiful girl like you." He flirted and I just smiled again. God, I didn't like him. "Thanks. Now I should leave for my next lecture." I said trying to get him off my back. "Yeah sure. What lecture do you have next?" He inquired and I looked at him like he was dumb. Wasn't he getting the hint.

“Excuse me?” “This woman whom you’re calling your mate is a fraud, an imposter but not mate,” Calvin said loudly, making sure that everyone, each and everyone in the pack, was. “Alpha Calvin, you do know the consequences of the things that you’re saying,” Anthony warned. “Of course I do. And trust me, I’m here with all the proof.” Calvin said. “Did your mate ever tell you that Isabella is not her real name, but her real name is ELENA NOLAN, Daughter of Liam Nolan and Abigail Gilbert?” He announced, and Isabella/Elena’s face paled.

Isabella said. " How?" " through plastic surgery to alter my appearance completely." Gabriel's eyebrows furrowed in concern. "What do you mean, Isabella?" he asked, his voice filled with uncertainty. "I mean that after the surgery, I'll be assuming a new identity as Arabella Martinez," Isabella explained, her gaze steady and resolute. "It's time for a fresh start in every way possible for me."

"Thought so. What's your real name then, Miss Ling?" My face flushed. "Isabella. My real name is Isabella Ravelo." I wanted to flee quick and fast. I gave him my name, my father's surname! Could Joshua connect the dots and figure out who Papa was? Joshua blew a slow whistle and typed my name into his phone. "That's a pretty name, much better than Ling. It suits you."

Annabella said "I will talk to my boss okay? I promise to get back to you,go for now" Mrs Kim assured and Annabella nodded "Fine,I will be waiting for your call" She muttered and out. As she left the island,her phone started ringing out. She brought it out of her bag,it's Aurora calling her so she answered immediately. "Babe where are you??" Aurora asked "I stepped out a little bit,why?" Annabella asked "I'm on my way to your place,hurry up" Aurora said

"You gave me proof against him, I need your help with filing the report. Whatever you have against Viso, I want it all. Money is not an issue now, I have it," Isabel said, her eyes meeting Helena's whose face was tight with an unreadable expression. "I was surprised to see your number on my phone today, Mrs D'Angelo…" "Isabel. My name is Isabel Ruiz and you will call me that only. I am no longer connected to that criminal so don't call me Mrs D'Angelo again!” she snapped not knowing that he called her that deliberately.

Even had the guts to call me by that Name. Bella. That is the name of a weakling, I am not a weakling. Bella stood there and allow her parents to die, and she cried and ran, but I'm Ashanti. I'm the one revenging them, I'm the one fighting for them, and fighting for the truth. Even if they weren't my parents, they raised me as their own. Treated me with love and I watch them being taken away from me. I'll find that boss.

Isabella quickly walked over and blocked the main interviewer’s hand from pressing the elevator button. The interviewers, startled by Isabella's sudden approach, looked at her with surprise. An assistant, clearly annoyed, called out, “What do you think you’re doing? Security, security...” Ignoring the assistant, Isabella calmly addressed the main interviewer. “Excuse me, sir. I’m Isabella Rivera, here for the interview. I’ve been waiting all day and haven’t been called. I’d like to know what went wrong.” The stout woman saw this and was about to mock her, but Thalia stopped her.