Isabella Crow Novels & Stories

"Everything I built. Everything I planned. Destroyed by one wolf who refused to know her place." "My place is right here" I said. "Standing between you and the throne you tried to steal." He smiled. Cold. Mad. "Then let us see if you can hold it." He charged. And behind him the throne room doors opened. Isabella stepped out. Holding a crossbow. Aimed directly at my heart. "This is for Damien" she said. And fired.

“You're crazy. A crown addicted bitch. You never love my brother, Aiden, All you are after is the crown. The Queen Crown. She smirked before saying “Bingo, you finally figure it out, my little Isabella, I'm after the crown, only I deserved to wear the crown, and I shall do whatever it takes to be the Lycan's Queen. Just obediently die for me, my little Isabella.

Isabella tilted her head, her eyes now narrowing with a smirk. “Nice?” she echoed, “I don't get… Or wait... are you Jesus Christ now?” Isla let out a quiet, unfazed chuckle and nodded gently. “Uhm… No,” she corrected in the same tone. “I’m the woman who owns this chessboard.” Those words made Isabella go momentarily silent. Right after then, Isla started to move even closer until she was just a few inches away from the other lady’s chair, and then, from the fold of her coat, she pulled out a slim envelope.

Nathan never knew the true story behind Mara and Isabella but sure no one could tell as it was obvious, she was really her daughter. Amongst the crows that were inside the building, Isabella eyes soon caught up with Abel who was already staring at him. With the way he gazed at Isabella, he had been in that state for a while and was scared as to what Isabella might do or rather, the way she might react, since he was also responsible for the captivity of Mara and Isabella. He immediately looked away and directed his sight on the ground and acted like he hadn't seen her. Isabella slowly shrugged, consequently so she would break from the hold of Cara's arm that was around her shoulder. Cara noti

Isabella says, deftly wiping her lipstick from the edge of her glass with a trained thumb, "is why I'm here." "Who is he?" She gives me a pitying look. "Why do you think Gabe and Tommas are here, too?" she asks. I'm afraid to answer at this point. "For... Rosalia?" Isabella makes a noise of disgust. "You really do live in a fairytale, don't you?" she demands as the skin on my neck grows hot and indignant. If there wasn't a table between us, she might smack me upside the head. "They're here because he's here."

“She’s going to make you cry.” “I’m already crying,” Tristan said dryly. “On the inside.” The drums began to sound again, and the crowd was silent, the anticipation thick in the air. And then, Isabella stepped into the circle. She was wearing a white and silver dress, she used threads from each of the packs crests to braid her hair. Her eyes met Tristan's and in that moment nothing else mattered to her. Not the war, not the prophecy, or even the weight of everything they had lost. Just her and him.

Maya’s POV The woman with red hair stepped into the light like she owned the whole warehouse. Isabella Cross, Julian’s older sister. She looked elegant and dangerous at the same time. Her red dress hugged her body. She held the gun steady. Everyone froze. “You thought I was dead, little brother?” she said to Julian with a cold smile. “I have been watching everything. Now I am taking control.” She walked slowly toward Chloe. Chloe looked scared but her body was still flushed from everything that happened earlier. Isabella touched Chloe’s cheek gently. Then she kissed her. It was not soft. It was hungry. Chloe moaned into the kiss even though tears were in her eyes.

Isabella grew up in Anji Village outside Silvana City. Her mom owned a two-bedroom house with a large courtyard in front and at the back. Vegetable patches are full and hibiscus flowers surrounding the wall. There’s a small pathway of pebbles from the entrance to the house, so when it rains, mud won't get on shoes.

He tried to get on to his feet, wincing in pain as he did so. Isabelle did not appear to be fazed by this new turn of events. Her face twisted into a sneer. “So, Oswald, do you want to show me what you’re made of?” David stepped inside. “What have you done to her?” “Isabelle has become a member of the Brethren!” Belinda was aware of movement behind her and she twisted round to see the bar emptying through the back door with the entrance of David Oswald. Isabelle seemed to notice this too and she laughed. “They might be scared of you, Oswald, but I’m not!”

Isabella is a human girl, who was kidnapped to replace her look alike Arabella. Isabella is confused and before she could understand where she is and what's happening, she is being claimed by Blaze.