Isabella Bria Lopez Novels & Stories

she added. "That's alright" Finn replied. "I'm Brie," she whispered. "Brie like Gabriella or Aubrey or Brielle?!" Isabella asked and she laughed "Brianna actually," she replied and Isabella nodded. "I'm Isabella" "And I'm Finn," "It's nice to meet you guys," she whispered with a small smile. "Are you new here?!" Isabella asked. "Yes, transfer scholarship student actually" she replied and they nodded slowly. "What year?!"

Waiting. “Speak,” Lorenzo said at last, his voice low. Luca inclined his head slightly. “The girl,” he began, “Isabella Lombardi.” Lorenzo didn’t turn. But something in his posture sharpened. “Go on.” “She’s eighteen,” Luca continued. “Scholarship student. Top of her class. Comes from a very modest background. No known ties to any dangerous circles.” Lorenzo swirled the whiskey slowly. Listening. Processing. “No criminal record. No suspicious affiliations. Clean.”

Or perhaps something older, that lingering ache she believed she had long since buried. The most recent time she came into Lorenzo De Luca’s world, she stood as his bride. Naïve. Full of hope but still utterly terrified. Now, that young woman was no longer there. “Stick to the plan,” Sofia said. “You work on the painting, collect your f*e and lave.” “That's the only thing I’m doing.” “And if you see him?” Isabella hesitated for a moment, then grabbed her coat. “I won’t.” ******

Liam shifted his gaze towards Isabella briefly before returning his attention to his mother. Liam shook his head nonchalantly when his mother asked him if he remembered Isabella. Mrs. Hamilton went on to introduce Isabella as the daughter of one of Liam's father's friends, Mr. Austin Thompson. Isabella was a talented individual with careers in App ambassador, Social media Influencer, and modeling. Recently, she had secured a significant contract in one of the highest-paying entertainment industries in the city. Mrs. Hamilton spoke with enthusiasm as she praised Isabella's achievements. Mrs. Hamilton exclaimed, holding up her hands in admiration. "Isn't she absolutely stunning?"

Isabella let out a short, cruel laugh, glancing knowingly toward a tabloid journalist who had secretly followed her and was now standing outside the shop. “Perhaps you should run a DNA test on your future bride, Mavric. Who knows? She might be hiding secrets even more shocking than just her brilliant mind.” Liora stood up tall and straight. She was no longer the passive, reserved woman she used to be. She walked toward Isabella radiating an overwhelming aura of dominance and authority skills honed during her years leading complex operations back.

She carefully scanned the entire suite, seemingly judging the people inside. Her gaze lingered towards Cecilia, who was sitting at the edge of the bed. Among all the people who were near Julian, she was the only one who stood out to Bella. "Hey, Juls! Who is she?" She pointed at Cecilia. "She's Cecilia, my good friend." "Oh..." She walked towards Cecilia and offered her hand. "Hi, I'm Ysabella Lopez, Julian's best friend and childhood sweetheart." Cecilia politely shook her hand with a smile. "I'm Cecilia Eldritch, Julian's friend. Nice to meet you."

MARIA'S POV I'd say Old Grandpa was the only one who was genuinely happy to see me. The rest of the people at the party had just been there as a formality. I can't blame them, I would be mad too if I had received an invitation out of the blue. But maybe I shouldn't complain. This party was for me after all, was it not? Maria Rodriguez. My name. The name that sent shivers down men's spine in my world.

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

Arabella POV I was at the bridal shop with Emiko and Channing. We were all looking at dresses trying to find the right one for my wedding with Tate. He had proposed to me last week during a trip to Paris to meet with other Alpha's about the New Years Eve Mate Ball, which we chosen to host this year. I was looking at a dress when I heard a throat clear. I turned around and it was shop owner. "The Luna Queen thought you would like to see something she requested of us to make." He said, before leading me to a room, and there on a maniquin was a wedding dress with the crest of my ship and clan in silver on the veil and back of the dress.

Isabella's gift allowed her to catch glimpses of Elizabeth's hidden thoughts, whispering secrets to another unseen recipient. Determined to uncover the truth and protect her sister, Isabella embarked on a journey of investigation. She discreetly followed Sophia's footsteps, trailing her to Lord Arcturus' chambers one fateful evening. Peering through a crack in the door, she witnessed the haunting sight of her sister, tears streaming down her face, trapped in the clutches of Lord Arcturus' manipulation.