Isabell Afro Real Name Novels & Stories

Somehow I can’t stop thinking of going back… But I can’t, I’m doing him a favor remember… ‘Little miss goodie two shoes’ I smile as I hear a very familiar sassy voice in my head “And what’s wrong with being good” I mumble what I always tell her back. I know I can’t hate anyone…but surely ever since I knew the word hate then I’ve always hated one single person.. Abdul Sabri.. He took away something so precious to me…even before I could have it… my brother. Well, my name is Isqaar. No don’t try to pronounce it, If you care much just call me Issy... I got used to that since no-one ever pronounces my name correctly,..

It made her whole world spin. “How is this even possible?” She asked again. There was a long silence in which she continually berated her self for being so gullible. She thought back to the times that Lorenzo had tried to warn her. She had been so trusting, so easy. Her face tightened with anger. Did that mean that isolde.. or Isabella , she didn’t know which was her real name , was she her uncle’s child ? Anita looked at her worriedly. She had no idea of knowing what was going on in Natalie’s head. Natalie nearly laughed at the comic expression on Anita’s face as she looked at her. She would have laughed if the matter at hand wasn’t so pressing.

Isabella answered truthfully. "I'm not familiar with Northbay at all, and I don't have any friends there. I have no one to accompany me wherever I want to go. When your injury is healed, can you take me around?" After saying this, Sophie blinked her beautiful phoenix eyes, making it impossible to refuse her request. "No problem," Isabella nodded, then said, "Seraphina--" "Sister-in-law, you can call me Sophie from now on. Actually, everyone at home likes to call me Sophie, my Celestian name is Sophie Ashton."

I didn't want to show him any weakness. "Look babe-" Babe? "I can't tell you anything right now but you just have to know that Ivan is lying to you. He's not who he says he is, nor are you Isabella," What does he mean by Ivan is not what he says and I am not Isabella. "What do you mean by I am not Isabella?" I managed to whisper. "You're not Isabella because your name is Jasmin." "What do you mean by my name is Jasmin? What is happening here? And who are you?" I queried impatiently. Everything was taking place too fast for me to comprehend, and I eagerly needed an explanation.

She had no idea he had dedicated his life and his time to making sure they grew up well, while still handling the pressure of being the Alpha of Silvercrest Pack, and being a single father, too. Her eyes moved back to the photograph, and she stared at the man standing behind them. Her father. She stared at him for several seconds, and more tears stung the back of her eyes. SHE was Isabella. That was her name many years ago, before Kingsley forced them all to change their identity. Her real name wasn't Selene Vale, it was Isabella Coleman! "Selene?" She looked up to catch Jayden's worried face right before he crushed her into his arms. He was shaking hard, scared rotten out of his mind to see

"Now, what's your name?" "Isabel, Isabel Dario." I got out before it occurred to me that I should have changed my name or something. "Oh, the disgraced and rejected Luna of Wolfshade, once mated to the great Alpha Xavier himself. " I was surprised and shocked that anyone knew me. "Don't look so surprised, I'm an outlawed Wolfshadan myself. I still call myself one, regardless of where I find myself." She explained happily and I relaxed a bit. Perhaps she's not a terrible person.

“I’m Alia Bancroft.” She had the image of Archibald’s mother in mind and this was not who she expected her to be. She looked so young for someone supposedly in her fifties. And so beautiful too. Archibald really had her face. “H-Hi,” Isabella stutters, despite desperately trying not to. Her hand is sweaty and shaky when she takes her hand. “I-I’m Isabella. Isabella Norman. Um... N-Nice to meet you.” “Archie’s girlfriend.” She comments tilting her head as she stares her up and down. “You are really pretty and young too.”

Silver Ping told her. “My code Name will be Frozen Aurora,” Ysabelle said. Her gaze had hardened at this moment. “Alright,” Silver Ping replied as she entered the name into the system. Now, Ysabelle was classified as one of the lower levels of likes with the other ninety-six percent of association. She was gill unknown to the public. At this time, Ysabelle was still nobody, the name Frozen Aurora had been entered to the system. “Do you have a job for me now?” Ysabelle asked coldly. Silver Pong glanced at her at that and questioned “Why? Are you short of money?”

Gaby inquired with precise ignorance. "She will replace you after you've finished the mission. She will be the best prototype of you. Let me introduce you two. Her name is Olivia Brianah, and Olivia, this is Gaby Sanroman. My wife." "Nice meeting you, miss. I've heard so much about you," greeted Olivia with the exact tone and voice as Gaby's. "Omg. She sounds like me. Do I sound like that?" Gaby thrilled. "It's a pleasure meeting you, Olivia. A real pleasure."

**** Isabella picked her lazy self up from the bath tub for the umpteenth time , she felt tired but had to get dressed to meet her toe stepping chef . She slips into the bath robe hanging loosely on the rack close to the tub and ties it firmly on her waist . She pats her feet dry with the soft foot mat at the edge of the door and steps into her borrowed room . Isabella loves everything fashionable , she has a closet to herself even at Karen's. She opens the door to her never ending closet and began sorting clothes she could wear . After few minutes she settles for a pink ruffled short and yellow silky corset top which embraced her calves and cleavage. She picked her pink heels and a tote pur