Isabella Leclair Novels & Stories

Some of my friends called me fool concerning this,they Said i didn't respect my late wife i just want peace for my new family, Isabella is not like Nicole when it comes to reasoning yet she loved celine like her own which is enough for me it didn't occur to me that Isabella has been calling until she shouted,i have been lost in thought Isabella shouted at me What are you thinking,have been calling you Am deep in thought,i couldn't hear her calling me Am sorry, Isabella release herself from my hug and left in annoyance Am sorry Dear,he pleaded Keep your sorry to yourself, always fond of saying sorry all the times and she went i inside Isabella checked herself out in the mirror in her room, sh

My name is layla. I was born in 920 b.c. I was left by an apple tree in the middle of a grass field, with wild flowers. My adoptive father, Damien found me, and took me home to his wife, Isabell. They had two kids together; Phebe (age 10) and Isaiah (age 5). Isabell had Phebe at the age of 13, and Damien was only 17 years-old at the time. It was normal in 920 b.c to marry, and have kids young. My parents were only married a few months before having Phebe.

“He knows everything about your mother. He shouldn’t have come here with you, because he doesn’t have a need for it. Your friend, on the other hand. . . .” She trails off. Chiara glares at Lazaro, but he just takes some chips and stuffs them all in his mouth, religiously avoiding his daughter’s gaze. With that, Amari faces me again. “Your mother. . . .” She falters as though saying the name is hard. “Isabel. She was our Queen. Blessed by the Moon Goddess herself with a Silver Wolf, the most powerful there is. Her bravery and her beauty was known by everyone, and that was how she managed to capture the attention of your father.”

Isabella, too, began to see Gabriel not only as her caregiver but as a friend and confidant. One evening, under the starlit sky, Gabriel gathered his courage and expressed his feelings to Isabella. He confessed his love, fully aware of the complexities and challenges that lay ahead. The princess was taken aback, her heart touched by Gabriel's sincerity and devotion. She had always dreamed of finding true love, but she had resigned herself to a life of solitude due to her condition.

She asked Joseph to accompany her which he did acting like a body guard . They were settled in the conference room before her guest as it was her culture not to keep her business partners waiting. They arrived in no time, looking Stylish as well . Both sides complimented their sense of style before moving into the main deal . “ Salut , je m'apelle Mademoiselle Isabella Blair . Soyez la bienvenue ” (Hello, my name is Madame Isabella Blair . You are welcome.) It was of great shock to Joseph hearing Isabella speak french fluently like she lived in Paris all her life.

The way she carries herself with grace and confidence leaves me momentarily breathless. Quickly regaining my composure, I gesture for her to take a seat at a corner that allows her to face me and the council members. All eyes remain fixed on her as she moves to take her designated seat. I can sense the intrigue and curiosity among the council members as they try to comprehend who she is and why she should be a person of interest to us. Now that all important parties are present, I decide it's time to begin the meeting formally. "My dear subjects and esteemed members of my council, allow me to introduce to you Isabeau Isolde Winthrop, a daughter of the Moon Rise Pack," I announce, my voice fo

she said, her voice shaking with emotions. “There’s a curse, Kael. A ridiculous, cruel curse from the moon goddess. This wretched curse keeps me from being faithful to just one mate. No matter how much I might want to, I can never give my heart entirely to one man.” I stared at her, my mind racing to make sense of her confession. “A curse? Isabelle, you don’t expect me to believe that, do you?” “I don’t,” she whispered in response, her eyes shining with unshed tears. “But it’s the absolute truth. I never wanted this. And I never planned to hurt you.”

Then Isabella sat down. She reached for the microphone that Nikolai had set on the table. Then she said, without any emotion: “My name is Isabella De Luca. I organized the Vetra Initiative. I ordered the silence. I bribed, buried, and built a throne on bones. I chose power over peace. And I regret nothing.” Nikolai’s fingers twitched on the table. My heart sank like a heavy rock. “Regret nothing?” I echoed, stepping closer. “Don’t get it twisted,” she said. “I regret losing. But I don’t regret winning while I could.”

Was he getting a little too close to one of his servants? Just then there was a knock at the Queen Isabella's door and one of her vampiresses walks in. Isabella smiles. She knows what Lexis does and will do to get the title of Queen. She knows this as Lexis is the daughter of one of Isabella’s best friends. She hadn't set her up with Jeremiah yet as he wasn't ready, but now with his birthday nearly here and his coronation to follow; she needed someone like herself standing by his side. She needed to get this idea out of his head that he can choose who that will be.

She wanted Lyra and wanted to let everyone know that she wanted Lyra. She wants to be with Lyra – to own her but not in a way that it she would be Controlling. It was getting intense yet Catherine doesn’t know how she will lead Lyra as her mind dwells in the question ‘Will the incubus leave her be or devour her” as Lyra did a grand jeté to get away from Catherine while Catherine did a 540 Battement En Rond to chase Lyra.