Isabella Lovestory Age Novels & Stories

The auction is about to take place stay quiet and do as your told". She frowns as confusion flooded through her mind when suddenly blinding lights where turned on brightening the dark room. She quints as her eyes slowly adjust to the bright lights that's when she heard the voice speaking again. " Good evening ladies and gentlemen let me introduce you to Isabella Smith but as most of you know her as the runner" Isabella frowned as she heard this. " Isabella is 18 years old approximately 5" 7 and 120 pounds. Her hair is naturally black, and her eyes are deep chocolate brown, she is also known to be quite fiery, she's a virgin, so her innocence her more valuable, with her natural exotic beauty

Isabella's face shoots up as she stared at Loveth with disbelief ,Loveth saw the eyes glaring at her but decided to ignore it as she needed to love herself and not Nicholas right now . " not anymore. You can have him ." Loveth stood up from the bed as he walked to the mirror , packed her hair up into a dough then she turned to Isabella again . " you must really love Nick , I thought you just wanted to be his mistress ." Loveth picked up a dress from her wardrobe which she threw on quickly then faced Isabellato listen to her . " I was never his mistress , what I shared with him was more than that . " Loveth sat closer to her Isabella with interest in the conversation they were having but to

She knows that her path is not an easy one, but she is ready to embrace her gift, her responsibilities, and the sacrifices she must make. With the queen's blessing and guidance, Isabella leaves the private chambers, her heart filled with a newfound sense of purpose. She knows that the road ahead will be challenging, but she is determined to navigate it with grace and courage. Little does Isabella know that her encounter with Queen Emilia marks the beginning of a journey that will test her loyalty, challenge her abilities, and lead her closer to her ultimate destiny as the hidden queen of Adernia. In the days that follow, Isabella finds herself contemplating her mother's words about being cla

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!”

They could easily pass for sisters as the queen was not that old. "Mother," Isabelle spoke up as she placed her fork on the table. "I just celebrated my twenty first birthday last week. Why are you doing this to me?" "That makes it so important for you to get married now. You're already too old to be in our house," Aravis answered as she brought her cup to her red lips. "Father," Isabelle pleaded with her father. "He is a total stranger." "Isabelle," Claudius called his daughter affectionately. "You have been preparing for this all your life, why are you behaving this way?"

“Oh, I’m fine.” Isabella was thirteen now, stunning with her long black hair and piercing green eyes—a striking mix of her parents. "Mama, Grandpa got me this dress—do you like it?" Isabella twirled, showing off the fabric. Bella smiled. "You’re gorgeous, kid. And yeah, the dress is perfect." Han and Rosa stepped into the room, and Isabella sprinted toward him. "Oh, I see how it is," Bella teased, crossing her arms. "Got yourself another princess, huh?"

Isabella revealed and digged back into her meal. David listened and continued his own meal but he couldn't stop admiring her pretty face. He can't still believe she is 34 and has two grown up kids. She looks like a twenty year old lady, smart and beautiful. Isabella raised her brows to find him staring at her. "Why aren't you eating?" She frowned. "Um, I am. I am eating," David adjusted well and started eating his meal. Since he went into deep thoughts, he has been picking on his meal.

I saw her sitting and I walk towards her. “Sister Anna, I called her grabbing a seat beside her. “My little Isabella” she called, that is what she commonly called me. “Sister Anna, I am no longer little, I will be celebrating my 18 birthday tonight and I will be able to meet my fated one," I let out, feeling so delighted. “Oh my, my little Isabella is no longer a child she will be celebrating her birthday tonight, congrats my dear Isabella,” she mutters.

Arthur excused himself shortly after, heading toward the pack office, leaving James and Grace with a few quiet moments to themselves. The day stretched on, but Isabella didn’t catch even a glimpse of Killian. It felt strange. She knew he didn’t care much for her, but his absence—especially today—hurt her more than she wanted to admit. By evening, Rose burst into Isabella’s room with a bright smile. “Bella, come on! Time to get ready for your special eighteenth birthday celebration,” she chirped, holding up a soft pink dress they had picked out together on their last mall trip.