Isabella Leclair Novels & Stories

In his hand he carried two peaces of cloth rolled in seal and in my assumption, the clothes carried the royal letter to the Lyle family. "You're welcome Mister?" Puzzled Edward greeting the gentleman. "Sir. Gaylord Walton. You can call me Mr. Walton." He gently spoke picking up a chair from the table. "You're welcome to the Lyle villa Mr. Walton. What's for us from the king?" "King joseph Duskwick III." He stated proceeding. "Sends his condolences to the Lyle heiress Miss Tara marinda Lyle for her loss. He also continues to say that he had a good friend in the late Mr. Flynn Lyle. With him he had trusted the finding of his only heir and daughter Princess Willette Duskwick I the duchess of Ek

Isaac replies with a chuckle and then we are stepping inside the portal and within moments we are standing in front of a cosy cabin. A lady in her late 40s perhaps came out a while later. Her chestnut hair was tied back in a tight bun and she wore a pristine white maxi-style dress with small blue and pink flowers printed on it. “Isaac Renaud, to what do I owe you pleasure?” she asked with a radiant smile before her smile faltered when she took in his appearance. “You had wolfsbane, didn’t you?”

Louis walked to his horse and offloaded a sack. Isabelle collected it and told them to wait while she was changing inside. She left her coronet on the table and stripped down. She got rid of her fancy clothes and the pins in her hair. She wore the clothes given to her and tied the belt around her waist. Her hair was pleated neatly by herself and she went on to wear black leather shoes. "What are you doing here?" Juno asked as she saw the Princes horses. "Juno!" They chorused. She bowed slightly in front of them and Leopold kissed her hand.

"Why did she not tell me about this matter?" "Would you ever believe that she is a daughter of the Moon Goddess then?" That earned me silence. "Well, if you are a member of the royal lycan family, they would believe her just as how Claude had met my second sister. Her name is Isabella or her other name, Iseldis. She is the Goddess of Healing and Hunting. She helped our first son to get healed from fever when we were separated while I was in the war." She glanced at Alpha King Claudian. "It was quite chaotic at that time, right, love? After all, you were quite furious when I kept my pregnancy to our son during that time." Alpha King Claudian nodded as he smiled sadly. "I took away the Luna Qu

He rebuked when he sniffed the paper. “Duchess Calliope, woman fluent in eight languages and comes from a noble house situated in the hills of Milena. Her family is notorious for possessing a numerous army. One who may speak to her, agrees to be charmed by her…” He opened the third one. “Lady Diene…” “Baroness Itzel…” “Princess Arlet…” "Lady Seline..." “Duchess Katrina…” He read her seven letters and finally turned to her with a baffled expression on his face.

Another one screamed "Oh please,it's probably not him. They are not in the same level please" "What do you mean? There's nothing wrong with Anna,you're just jealous coz she's prettier than you!" Aurora shouted at the one who made the bad comment "Aurora please" Annabella muttered and Aurora scoffed. Everyone set to work after that Annabella sighed out and wore her apron,somehow she still wondered if the man is the Thadeus or just a random Thadeus. •••• Gregor's island is probably one of the biggest one would ever see,it's all painted in pure white with no single stain on it,people prefer calling it a paradise coz its just extraordinary

Isabella looked up and stand from sitting as she hugged Elijah tightly. "Elijah... I-I already found out the truth..." she mumbled. "What do you mean?" As Isabella pulled away from him, she told him everything. "What?! I knew it! Where's that damn Leonardo. He needs to pay for the sins he committed," he cursed under his breath, but Isabella prevent him from finding Leonardo. "It's not the right time, Elijah..." he looked at him confused. "I still have a plan. I will make sure that Nerissa will pay for everything she did," she said firmly as she broke down again.

EIGHTY-NINE Still trying to come to terms with what he had just said, her heart flipped again and she froze. Because standing before her, smiling warmly, was Lucienne Feray. Lucienne was her artistic idol. She was the French-Italian art legend whose work Isabelle had studied since she was a teenager. It seemed like a dream to Isabelle as she stared at her. She gripped Alessandro’s hand for support, an acknowledgement to show that she wasn’t dreaming. And he tightened his hold on her—an assurance that she really wasn’t. Lucienne was elegance personified in her black jumpsuit with a silk scarf at her neck, blonde hair wrapped into a bun.

The council was all amused, seeing such courage coming from her. "It might sound surprising to you all; do not forget, traditions are made by humans and would be amended by humans. This is my era, to prove to you that what you define as taboo ""could stand as the joy of my life. I do not want to know what you all think about it. But be rest assured that I, Isabella, won't forfeit anything. Not the throne, non-Christian. They both are mine," she boldly speaks, her wide eyes opening, demonstrating the strong love she has and reflecting her decision. "Isabella, watch your back; you have just both today to make your decision. Tomorrow, by this hour you should be concluded, been with Xavier, else

“I can’t believe you’re choosing to believe him over me.” “You’re a liar. A manipulator. You always twist things.” “No,” he said softly. “I make mistakes. But I’ve never lied to you about who I am. Xavier? He’s playing a long game, Isabella. And if you keep turning a blind eye, you’re going to lose everything. Including Eva.” My heart trembled. But I buried the feeling. “You stay away from her,” I said coldly. “You come near her again… and I’ll have you locked up.”