Novel & Cerita Isabella Alexander Age

Alexandra felt truly bad and lowered her head. When was she going to get good at this whole family shit? Isabella noticed her granddaughter’s expression and swallowed. She hadn't intended to make any of them feel bad or pressured but indirectly she had done so. "Yes, my birthday is in three days." She answered Alistair's question while wiping some sauce off her lip with a table napkin. "That's good. How do you intend to spend it this year?" "Same as usual. A few candles, cake and family, I couldn't ask for anything better." The smile on Isabella's lips proved that her every word were true.

She clapped her hands together excitedly "Yay! I finally get to have an older sister!" Greyson snorted "Harvey is not that much older than you, Isobelle" Isobelle's eyes widened slightly "Really? How old are you sis?" "I'm eighteen" She let out another dramatic gasp "Eighteen? OMG, I'm seventeen! That's even more cooler, because of our small age difference we will get along ten times better!" I laughed again as she jumped up and down She was right though, we could literally be besties The older woman stepped up to me with a small, kind smile "Welcome dear, I'm so glad Alpha Greyson was blessed with such a beautiful mate"

After searching and fitting so many dresses, I finally found the perfect dress. I spent a week with Alex and his driver Jack as he drove is around town while we did preparations for our wedding. I thought that being with him in the same place might actually jog up his memory but after a week, I know that he has probably forgot about our one night stand years back. I have never wished to talk to Isabella like I did in that moment. Isabella is a doctor and on the night of the party she had to leave for Africa for the Doctor Without Borders initiative. She couldn't even make it back on time for my wedding. She feels bad but I understand.

That morning, the storm arrived in the form of his younger sister. Isabella King. I’d heard of her, of course, she was a journalist in London, known for her sharp wit and even sharper pen. Alexander rarely mentioned her except in passing, but I knew she’d been away for years, writing columns and chasing headlines. From the way the house staff scurried around polishing vases and fluffing cushions, it was clear that Isabella wasn’t just a guest. She was royalty in this family.

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

A fair few intakes of breaths can be heard but no one mutters a single word. "He beat the sh*t out of Isabella when she was only 18 months old and her mother uprooted her to Malaga in Spain, she was sheltered in the life that was supposed to be hers but she knew nothing of it. When Andrea found out that Alexei knew of their whereabouts, she moved to Los Angeles. We all lived in Malaga but then I moved here and my mom, dad and sister stayed there while I sent money to them each month. Isabella is a proud woman and if she found out that you knew what I'm about to tell you... I'm as good as dead"

DAVE'S POV Yesterday night when I returned from the gym with Alex ,cross and Nicholas , I had asked them to drop me off at Isabella's place , I badly wanted to see her and demand an explanation to why she left my party just before it begun even without telling me, I was a bit angry , did she detest me that much ,I could remember begging her to come. Her door was ajar , I was wondering , she never wanted people to know she was existing, she liked to live a secluded private life , I could remember a certain scenario in our freshman year , when she was asked to present her GSp assignment orally , she had the highest score , the lecturer was so pleased that he asked her to present to the whole c

Hearing this, a weight lifted from Isabella’s heart. “Theo, while I’m busy studying, I might not be able to look out for you. You have to stay sharp and avoid getting schemed against.” Theodore’s eyes, as luminous as stars, softened with his gentle smile. “Sis, why are you nagging like an old lady? You’re only 22.” Isabella froze. That’s right, she was only 22. Yet she had already experienced so much hardship. Despite her young age, the countless sorrows and separations she had endured had left her with a world-weary heart.

But the corner of my lips lifted anyway as I dipped my head in greeting. “Well,” I said quietly, amused despite myself. “That was impressive. How are you this evening, Isabella?” Her eyes sparkled. “I’m well, Alpha,” she chirped proudly. I crossed my arms slowly and tilted my head. “And how old are you now?” She puffed out her chest. “Twelve, Alpha.” I raised a brow. “Twelve?” She nodded hard enough to rattle her curls. “Well then,” I said, crouching slightly in front of her to lower myself to her height. “Twelve is an important age. Do you know that?”