Isabella Magical นิยาย & เรื่องราว

" What? That's my father. Isabella bellowed in as she sighed. We have to leave here right now. She uttered and before she could take a step she heard a gun shut behind her and without a doubt, she knew it was her the bullet hit. Isabella for no reason, felt a shape heavy object piercing on her skin as her eyes went close and she felt herself falling down. She couldn't understand what happened. It happens so fast. *****

As my lips moved against his, he gradually took over. He was one hell of a kisser. When I pulled away to gaze into his eyes, butterflies swarmed my stomach. The tenderness in his eyes was enough to make me go weak in the knees. Is this what it means to meet your soulmate? "Do you know me?" I slurred, and he raised a brow. "Who doesn't know you? You're Isabella Moreno, granddaughter of one of the richest men in New York," he responded, a certain glint in his eyes.

around and earlier today when I was with Isabella I could feel magical energy all over her bracelet, and I could read some inscriptions on it. There was a word in Celtic that meant ‘to bind’. And when she touched me I could feel a raw but powerful magical aura surrounding her. So I believe that the reason why we never could tell that she was a witch was because of her bracelet. It is a binding bracelet. She used it to keep her witch side dominant and protected, but when Rubi snapped it, her magic was released.” Dixie continued,What I was hearing from them surprised me. Was Isabelle a sorceress? I’d always known there was something unique about her, so it was very difficult to accept. This w

ACE Pulling up in my garage with an indifferent feeling,I opened the car door , walking halfway to the house door I heard a gentle giggle , who brought a child into the house? Curious I opened the door . I saw Isabella sitting in front of the game stand with the control pad ,she didn't strike me as one who is into games , but then why would she be laughing playing a duo game alone.

Hades seemed to sense it, too–his movements were slower and more labored than the last time I’d been with him. I turned my attention south, towards Abernathy, and thought of Isabella. I knew that neither of us would ever fully be clean of our sins against the kingdom and the crown, but what we were doing now could maybe prove our changing hearts. Even now, Isabella was in the palace of Abernathy. I did not want to know what she had done to get the information on magic-hoarding from the King of Abernathy, even though I had my suspicions. Most men could not resist Isabella’s charms–my brother was perhaps the only exception.

“Motherhood is the strongest emotion in the world, Isabella. You can’t defeat the love of a family.” I pointed my finger at her, a beam of golden light took the shape of a sword and hurled at her. The distance between my little angels’ cage and I lessened as I rose in the air to embrace them midair. However, Queen Isabella ducked and dodged my blow, a tall tide of fire rushed towards us as she threw her scythe in the air, rotating it with demonic magic. “This fire is the blood of Royal vampires and an entire witch’s coven, Helena!

“You’re helping with this?” “Yes, it appears that Isabella’s mother was indeed a witch, but a good witch, and for reasons unknown, the moon goddess fated her to Isabella’s father. It was during the war between supernatural creatures and the human world. Shannen used her magic, including her healing abilities, to save werewolf lives.” “Why are you here?” I ask incredulously. “I don’t see why it is so difficult a concept for you, Santiago, that I might show up for a selfless reason. Isabella was my mate and my wife. We’ve had our share of problems, but I don’t want the packs to murder her.”

If it meant getting her back, there was no price too big. Isabella sighed, her expression softening slightly. "Fine, I can try. But understand, meddling with dark magic is dangerous. It can have severe consequences." Xander's eyes narrowed, a glint of desperation hidden beneath his tough exterior. "I don't care about the consequences. Just find a way to break the spell." Isabella nodded, her gaze shifting to me. "Alpha, I'll need a private space and some specific ingredients. Make sure it's well-guarded."

With a sad sigh, she continued, "I'm a witch, yeah. But not all witches are malevolent. I came here wanting shelter and sanctuary, not violence. The magical realm may be hazardous, and I needed a place to hide. I never planned to use you or your pack." Ethan's thoughts raced as he contemplated her remarks. He recalled the times they'd shared, the bond they'd created. There was something indisputably real about her. Gabriel, meantime, came forward, his voice a hoarse growl. "Isabella, how do we know you're not bending the facts to protect your sister? This might be another manipulation." Isabella shook her head, her determination intact. "I've seen her memories, Gabriel. I know what she's gon

and I heard Isabella perk up. “Yes!” she exclaimed. “There is a way for the pack to not be taken by the curse. It was Celeste that saw it, really.” I smiled at that. Isabella’s young daughter was also the daughter of a sorcerer, and was actually more sorcerer than witch. She was a mirror worker, which is incredibly rare, but she was able to see all sorts of things in the reflections.