Isabella 6 Novels & Stories

A little girl with long dark hair, standing in front of the Abram estate, a ribbon tied at her wrist. Isabella stared at it for so long I thought she had stopped breathing. Then she shoved it back across the table, her voice breaking. “Stop it! Stop trying to make me someone I’m not! I’m not her. I’m not Marisol Abram. I’m Isabella, and that’s all I can survive being.” Her shout echoed, shattering the fragile quiet. She pressed her hands to her temples, shaking her head as if she could erase the images, the words, the weight pressing down.

Natalie smiled. “No... I just felt that it would be a little troublesome.” Isabella immediately held tightly on the things that she bought. “Why would it be troublesome? Chairman Miller and Sum still need to go back home and take care of their child. It’s more troublesome for them to send you back, right?” Natalie gave a naive and innocent look. In terms of acting skills, she was much more professional than Isabella. “Ah– Then...” Isabella was a little awkward. “She stays at Verbena. It’s along the way. We’ll send her back.” Jasper said softly. “Isabella is introverted, so probably she was scared to bother you.”

So I decided to cheer her up , Mind if u wanna play some games , she gave me a no , so I decided to brighten the day then I asked her to tell me more her why do u wanna know she asked Why shouldn't I know about my Friend Isabella POV I was shocked when he asked me to him more about myself .Am Isabella as you know ,I have a young sister Risa ,My mum has a resurant while My dad is a Banker. i replied" what about you? I asked him but was kinda scared I had to ask him" Rey Pov I have to answer her questions too I'm Rey,I also a younger bro who lives in Korea ,My Dad

He had been Isabella's bodyguard since she was three years old. Isabella Marie Houston, a half Spanish half Irish lovely girl. Her father was Jackson Houston, the president of Houston Group developers and owners of hotels and aerospace company called the Twins Wings. Her mom was Sofia Madrigal, a beautiful socialite from a noble clan. Isabella was twelve years old but never attended formal schooling. She had private tutors and coaches training and teaching her everything she needed to learn. Wine silky long hair, light brown orbs, snow white skin, cute pointed nose, and light red full lips; she was indeed a walking princess.

Isabella's POV "Where is it?" I whispered hastily under my breath. Hi, my name is Isabella to be precise Isabella Joy Wilds. I live in a medium-sized town called ‘Roseville’ with my parents and older sister. I am a 5'3 feet tall girl, with thick shoulder length, curly, natural ginger-brown hair paired with brown-ish hazel eyes courtesy of my dad. "Where in the world is that stupid shoe?" I shouted as I pulled my hair in frustration.

（Isabella‘s pov） “I, Isabella Costa, reject you…” I can’t even finish the sentence to my reflection in the mirror. I’m his fated mate. I’ve given him everything he wanted, including painful IVF treatments so he can have an alpha-born heir, but all he wants is his childhood girlfriend, Layla. Soft black curls cascade over my bare shoulders as I mindlessly brush them out. I look down at the clumps of hair in my brush. A hundred hormone injections ago, I had healthy locks.

Isobella looked a bit annoyed. "She hasn't been here for a couple of days." Isobella turned her eyes towards her assistant. She asked her, "Did you see what kind of car dropped her off?" The assistant was trying to recall what kind of vehicle it was. "It was an Audi A6 sedan." Isobella's eyes lit up, and she stared at her assistant, asking, "Really? Are you sure you have seen it clearly?" The assistant nodded. "I saw the car when it passed us, and it was definitely an Audi A6."

The encounter left a lasting impression on Isabella, reminding her of the profound connections that can be forged through shared passions and mutual respect. Maria discovered that Isabella was not only the owner of an air charter company but also a successful businesswoman and a passionate advocate for women's empowerment. Her lingerie company was more than just a commercial venture; it was a celebration of the female form and a symbol of strength and confidence. Nadia shared the secret behind Isabella's success with Maria. "Isabella did the modelling of her products herself," Nadia revealed with a hint of admiration. "Unlike many other brands that rely on professional models, Isabella takes

The auction is about to take place stay quiet and do as your told". She frowns as confusion flooded through her mind when suddenly blinding lights where turned on brightening the dark room. She quints as her eyes slowly adjust to the bright lights that's when she heard the voice speaking again. " Good evening ladies and gentlemen let me introduce you to Isabella Smith but as most of you know her as the runner" Isabella frowned as she heard this. " Isabella is 18 years old approximately 5" 7 and 120 pounds. Her hair is naturally black, and her eyes are deep chocolate brown, she is also known to be quite fiery, she's a virgin, so her innocence her more valuable, with her natural exotic beauty

Devo smirked. I opened the door for Isabella at the truck. She climbed into her seat and sighed. It must have felt like such a long day for her. After I drop Niles and Devo off, I’m going to take her home, run a warm bath for her, and pamper her all night. As soon as we started moving, I explained that Isabella was a mafia princess and had been betrothed to Antonio. “Holy shit,” Devo expressed. “Was that the dude who was at the rally?”