Isabella Lovestory Age Novels & Stories

Isabella’s POV: Life? Well, it's a mess. Always has been, and I’ve grown used to it. You’re probably wondering how it all began. I was two years old when my mother—or maybe it was someone else, I don’t remember—left me at an orphanage. I grew up there. The place was small, just me and ten other kids. You'd think that would make it a tight-knit group, but nope. They all hated me because Nanny, the woman who ran the place, loved me the most.

Yes, I still firmly believe that it is a boy. I am feeling somewhat bad for telling her to grow up; the thing is that she drives me insane sometimes. Isabella is if you want to think about it this way, but she five years older than me, but she seriously does not seem to act that way. I know it is such a horrible thing to say. Not like I am saying that at the age of twenty-six, I am far more mature than her.

Roy wanted to know more about her and that prompted him to ask how old she was but he did that jokingly and even laughed hysterically after which he had asked his question. Isabella also laughed but answered him. Roy was thrown into a muse as he was not expecting such response from her. He had just heard from Isabella that she had lived a hundred and fifty years and yet looked like one who was in her twenties. That amazed Roy to such an extent that he clapped his hands together for her. Isabella smiled and said it was one of her abilities. She does not have that kind of skills that would give her an advantage over her enemies but the ability to heal very fast and retain her skin was only wha

Isabelle says dryly, “that’s what happens when your love life is non-existent.” I laugh at that because it's true. Well… at least for me. Isabelle is too busy with her career and has zero time to date. With how much she has achieved, I was shocked to learn she's only thirty-two. Which is the same age as Ale.. Nope. I'm not going there. “So, how are you fitting in working directly under that hottie? You should hook me up. He looks like a hot nerd and a total freak in bed.” Sloane says, making me gasp in horror!

"Killed?" Elena nodded grimly. "When she was sixteen, a girl at her boarding school started dating a boy Isabella wanted. The girl fell down a flight of stairs. Broke her neck." She pulled down another photo. "When she was eighteen, her father's business partner suggested she wasn't fit to inherit. He disappeared. They found parts of him three months later." Elena turned to look at me. "Isabella is beautiful and charming and utterly ruthless. And she's obsessed with Luca. Has been for years." "But Luca said he never loved her."

It was better if I didn't give my real name. “Let’s dance!” he called, gesturing for me to join him. I shook my head playfully. “You’ll have to keep up!” I challenged, the thrill rushing through me. *** Back in the house, Ciel paced nervously. “Where could she have gone?” he muttered, looking around. “She should be safe inside.” After a few minutes, he received a call from the guard he had sent. “Sir, we’ve located Isabella . She’s at a club called Pavea,” the guard reported.

Do you need to rest? She sighed heavily. "I am ok. I just want to go home. I miss my family." "I am really sorry about the way I acted at the hospital. That wasn't me. Of course, it was me, just not my usual self." "It's ok, Gamma Archie. I understand." "It's just Archie to you. How old are you, Isabella? "Just turned 19. How about you?" "I am 24. Do you know about mating?" "Yes. I know some."

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.

The words landed exactly as intended, a reminder of history, of promises, of everything Eve was disrupting just by existing. Eve took a sip of her coffee, let the silence stretch. "He told you about me," Isabella said finally. Not a question. "He tells me everything." "Does he?" Isabella leaned back in her chair, crossing one long leg over the other. "Did he tell you that I've loved him since I was nine years old? That I've spent fourteen years preparing to be his wife? That our fathers arranged our engagement to unite the two most powerful families in the organization?"

What if Isabella is hurt again? Isabella met James at an office party. She had just started working there as a secretary and James is the CEO of the Swanson Group. He has a daughter around Scarlett’s age but they never met. Isabella is a pretty woman in her early thirties with dark brunette hair and twinkling blue eyes. She always has a smile on her face and she’s very loving. Isabella works hard for Scarlett’s sake and is dedicated to her commitments. James fell in love with Isabella’s gracious nature and they began dating only a couple of months ago. But last month, he took her on an impromptu trip and they got married spontaneously. Isabella broke this news to Scarlett who wasn't pleased.