Isabella Frost Novels & Stories

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.

I ask, nodding to the female Alpha respectfully. “It is.” Isabella confirms. She was no longer in the ballgown from before. Instead, she wore a pair of black fitted jeans and a simple cream blouse. Liam was dressed in black slacks and a blue turtleneck, his hand possessively placed at the small of Isabella’s back. “When you asked me to help you take over Frost Moon, I did not expect it to involve Damon’s death.” She says quietly, stepping away from Liam and coming to stand before me. Her blue eyes hold no sadness, just empathy as Isabella takes my hand in hers.

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.

But they didn’t raise their weapons either. I stepped forward, cloak flaring behind me, eyes burning with salt and war and blood. “I need your help,” I said. “Not for a rebellion. Not for a crown. For justice.” The older sentry tilted his head. “And who are you?” I let the silence linger. Then I said it, quiet and sharp: “I am Isabella of the Bloodroot line. Daughter of fire. Sister to ash. And the woman who’s going to burn Crescent Moon to the ground.”

Hailey went up with the two people as she hugged the principal and collected her blazer as the Principal hugged her back. Seriously.... She was wayyy different from Ashley. "Male Sport prefect, Sky Wayne Female Sport prefect,Dina Samuels" Dina walked up to the stage catwalking like she had the whole night . "Female Sanitary prefect, Rebecca Joshua Female Punctuality Prefect , Funto Ijabodede Labour prefect, Ayodele mustapha" The Playboy walked in front of the girls as the walked towards the principal. "And now for the posts we have all been waiting for... The Assistant Head Girl of Frost Academy is... Millicent Okoye!!!!" The Principal shouted as everyone clapped and whistle as Tolani growle

Isabella Sean: Standing at about 5"9 feet with long flowing dark hair and deep brown eyes, she exudes an aura of elegance and sophistication. Isabella is the lady betrothed to Lucas Blackwood due to familial arrangements. Unlike Lucas, she wholeheartedly fell for Lucas and loves him very much and as such is enraged at Roseline's sudden entrance into the Frey. She makes several attempts to erase and send Roseline out of the picture through sending spies like Kyle and using Lillian's connections, genuinely praying for Lucas to one day see her in a loving light.

A smirk spread across my face as I looked at him. “Isabella Martinez. Well, that’s what she thinks. She is truly Isabella Ivanov, the daughter Dmitri loves oh so dearly and has been hiding. When we tried to take a hit out on Dmitri, we failed. He knows we’re onto him, which is why he faked his death. So, now we need to turn to our plan B, Isabella. We have to move fast before he realizes we know who she is,” I explained. He glared down at the photo of the girl.

"Oh?! Your Kingdom ain't the only one that trades with the Imperial Inhumanes," “What’s your name?” Luna asked. The marked woman smirked. “Since you are going to die anyway. I do tell. Am an Hunter from the Forest Nymphs Kingdom, I’m called, Isabella.” “You know what, Isabella?” “What?” “Your kind talks too much!!” Luna said as she went to Isabella with a kick, Isabella reeled back from the kick, that same moment she touched her huge sword, giving out a strange and awful smell in the environment as it glowed in the color of jade.

“The forbidden love between the Sun God and the Ice Goddess continues … the Son of the Fire is gold, and the Daughter of the Frost is born … On the coming of the Red Dawn, ice will unite with fire … Frost will symphonize with Flame … And a new empire shall rise.” Emperor Sargan felt a twitch in his muscles. ‘The daughter of the frost is born …’ If there was truly someone destined to end him and his empire … he would use everything in his power to go against this destiny … and kill that person beforehand … even if that person was yet to be born … he would kill the mother with this … ‘Chosen One’ in her womb …

This time it was a different voice—female, older, carrying the particular cadence of someone used to managing complicated situations. "Dr. Sterling." Not a question. "I'm Elara. I represent the Starborn Council. We need to discuss what you actually are." Raven's grip on the phone tightened. "I'm human." "You're not," Elara replied calmly. "You're a dormant Starborn who's been suppressing her consciousness for seven years. And the man currently dying outside your location is an alpha who bonded with you before you fully suppressed your identity. Which means his survival depends on your cooperation whether you like it or not."