Isabella Good Trouble Novels & Stories

She was the perfect wife or so everyone believed. Loyal. Silent. Forgiving. But perfection means nothing to a man who breaks his vows again and again… until betrayal becomes routine and cruelty feels justified. When her husband dares to suggest an open marriage, she refuses to be the one who suffers quietly anymore. One reckless night becomes her rebellion….a cold, calculated decision meant to balance the scales. No feelings. No names. Just a transaction she believes will end by morning. She’s wrong. Weeks later, her world fractures. A missed cycle. A familiar smirk and he remembers everything. This encounter will change her life forever and drag her into the depths of unknown trouble that had been lurking.

Avery's Seventeenth year on earth, was by far the worst. It was like a year of bad luck and it chose her to pick on. After her parents divorce, she had lived with her mother but she passed on. Her boyfriend cheated on her not long after her birthday and her best friend betrayed her. If she could re-do the whole year she would be ecstatic. With her life turned upside down at age seventeen, Avery transfers to a far away school hidden in the woods, little does she know it's a school full of monsters. Trapped as the only human in the school, Avery tries to lay low and avoid becoming prey for the predators. But her goal is impossible as four alpha males of different species have their eyes set on the little human….

She was just a girl who wanted her fairytale wedding night. Isabella got engaged to Xavier Gustavo, her long term crush, but she was a poor country side girl, her world is totally different from that of Xavier. Getting into the Guastovo family was not all roses as she thought, she was constantly maltreated and humiliated by the Guastovo's whenever Xavier was absent. The night came, the night that ruined everything for her as she fell victim to circumstances, leading to an unwanted pregnancy two days to her wedding. She was abandoned at the alse by Xavier in front of the press as he couldn't keep to his promise of standing by her, at of humiliation of being gested as the abandoned bride she decided to commit suicide vowing to come back as a wealthy heiress in her next life but was Saved by an unknown…. She's back, no longer as Isabella Santos the poor wretched girl but now as Mrs Bella Houston most popular and wealthy model, she swore to get back at the Gustavo's for hurting her……

What happens when the person you’re hired to destroy turns out to be the man you fell in love with at first sight? Maddie Castle was a good innocent girl. When she offered to help Carrie Donovan get revenge on her evil step son, she had no idea that she was about to go up against the man she had almost kissed a few days back. Nick Donovan fell in love with Maddie when he first saw her. When he finds her in a homeless shelter a few days later, he knows he’s not about to let her go. He invites her into his life through a job offer, not knowing she has bad intentions. Will Nick get the woman he loves, or the trouble she’s bringing? All Rights Reserved. The characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons should be considered coincidental.

At our Thanksgiving family dinner, my stepbrother brought his beautiful girlfriend to meet the family for the first time. She held up her wine glass and flashed me a malicious smirk. “I heard you had a first love you can’t forget, Summer.” I kept my head low and focused on my food, unsure how to respond. After all, my first love… was her boyfriend. When I was seventeen, my stepbrother Ethan Cole tricked me into crossing the line we should never have crossed, while our parents were blissfully unaware. Even right now, under the table, his foot was rubbing mine sensually. He did not bother holding back. On the table, he held his girlfriend’s hand tenderly as he mocked me with a smirk, “You’re twenty-seven, sis. Your shelf life is running out, and you’re such a plain Jane. Who would ever want you?” I stood up abruptly and looked at him, my tone calm and resolute. “I’m married, Ethan.”

After my wife, Estelle Parks, gave birth, I hired a live-in nanny to take care of her and the baby. I never expected that paying top dollar would bring home someone who acted like she owned the place. I had to cook every meal after work and mop the floors before bed. She even helped herself to the pricey bone broth I had bought for Estelle. I got so fed up that I wanted to fire her, but Estelle just shrugged it off. "As long as she takes care of the baby, what does it matter if she rests or eats a little? It's not like we're struggling." And yet, Estelle had always hated people who took advantage of others.

I had been in a relationship with Zachary Dawson for seven years and engaged for three when, out of the blue, Ruby White, the daughter of his mentor, moved into our home. Sitting casually on the bed that Zachary and I shared, Ruby lounged with an air of nonchalance, her voice playful and teasing. "Zachary, the dental god, sure has a nice bed," she remarked with a smirk. "I can only imagine what it would be like to spend the night with him in this bed." I captured the scene on my phone and sent the video to our family group chat with a brief message: Looks like Zachary might have a new girlfriend Zachary rushed home, wrapping his arms protectively around a tearful Ruby. He pointed at me, his voice seething with anger. "My mentor's dying wish was for me to take care of Ruby! If you can't accept that, then move out!" Honestly, my brows furrowed deeper than the wrinkles on the bedsheets Ruby had sat on. Fine. I didn't need the bed, and I didn't need a fiancé anymore.

The Rowan estate has stood for centuries, its walls bearing witness to generations of triumph, tragedy, and a quiet, inescapable weight. Known for influence and misfortune, the Rowans guard a secret: the house is a memory vessel, absorbing the emotions and events of its inhabitants. Only one child per generation—“the one who carries it”—feels its imprint. For Jace Rowan, that child is him. Haunted by flashes of his brother Elias’s mysterious death in the sealed west wing, Jace lives with hallucination-like memories, déjà vu, and a physical sensitivity to the house’s presence. When Ava arrives at the estate, the house takes notice. Her father’s disappearance connects her unknowingly to the Rowans, and her grief fuels an emotional resonance the house cannot ignore. Objects from her past—her father’s watch, sketches of the west wing, and a brass key—materialize mysteriously before her, drawing Ava deeper into the estate’s labyrinth of memory. Jace knows the danger: the west wing reacts to emotion, and Ava’s connection could awaken truths meant to remain buried. As tension mounts, Ava and Jace confront both the house’s power and their own growing fears. The west wing does not seek to harm but to claim understanding—feeding on memory, fear, and revelation. In the shadows, a presence lingers, one that Jace fears is connected to Ava’s father. Bound by fear, curiosity, and an unspoken attraction, Ava and Jace must navigate a house that remembers, reacts, and judges, uncovering secrets about Elias’s death, Ava’s father, and the legacy of the Rowan family itself. In a world where emotion is power and the past is never truly gone, the house holds its breath—and waits to see who will survive its memory.

She watched her boyfriend drop to one knee, not for her, but for another woman. Humiliated. Betrayed. Disowned by her own mother. Krystalina is left with nothing, no dignity, no home, not even a single penny to her name. Just when she thinks life cannot be cruel, London’s richest and most ruthless lawyer offers her a lifeline. A marriage contract. A surrogacy agreement. Strict rules : No emotions. No sexual intimacy. No attachment with the baby. But rules are meant to be broken.The moment passion blurs the lines, secrets begin to unravel and the truth behind his cold proposal threatens to destroy them both. Can a relationship born out of betrayal survive their love? * “You’ve been a very bad girl, Mrs Ashton. Always disobeying me.” His thumb brushed over my lower lip, possessive, stealing my breath. “I don’t want my baby to be ill-mannered, like you” he said calmly. Tears welled in my eyes at his audacity. “Then you should terminate the contract.”

Bound by Fate. Forbidden by Blood. Desired by Three. She was never meant to be theirs, yet destiny had other plans. Now, resisting them is impossible—but surrendering could destroy them all. In a timeline where a harem was deemed impossible and the true Luna was been sought after, Alicia is stuck with choices that would affect her life forever. Now the question is, will she choose love or deny fate? * "We lied, little doll." They croak staring at me as I wonder how I got myself in this situation. "You can run, little doll, but you'll never be free of us. We'll follow you always. We'll hunt you across this world and the next. You belong to us."