Isabella Magical Novels & Stories

Isabella stood outside in the garden, confused out of her mind. "What just happened? I was standing near that lake. How did I get here?" She thought outloud. A maid who was just coming inside the house, saw Isabella and misunderstood her as Arabella. "Miss Arabella? You came back from the run? Come on inside. Your mother and grandmother are waiting for you" the Maid ushered a confused Isabella inside the house. Isabella followed the maid with a confused frown on her face. Elvina is Arabella's mother and Doris is her mother's mother, her grandmother.

she asked. "The portal for going back to the twenty first century has been closed presently. In the meantime, you have to remain here and fight for the people. You have to become Beatrice completely." Matilda took some time to gather her thoughts together. After a while, the spoke to herself. "Your name is Beatrice and you can do this." Then she turned to Nomar and spoke to him. "Alright then, Beatrice is ready. Show me how to use this magic you said I have been blessed with."

Witches have that quality that they can be recognized from far away in the crowd if they didn't put any spell on themselves of course. Great mysterious princess of Magicax, Issabella. “Cut the crap and state your business young lady, I am not good when it's come to tolerances. And for the record last time you were here to kidnapped my little sister, which can't be counted in good deeds. Right?” I replied, in a calm tone well as calm as I can manage now.

I thought that Siobhanny had liked Mischief, but she must’ve told Isabella about him anyway… The essence of the House of Heights was nothing but a spy. What on earth could I do to protect Mischief, when he was too weak to protect himself? Isabella pulled a pouty face. “Oh no, is this another: stop it, aunt Isabella, you’re embarrbutting me, motherents? And Selena, did you truly think that you could’ve hidden your son’s magic from me?” Then her eyes gleamed heights, and she levitated off the floor.

That would make sense if she were part of some satanic ceremony. Suddenly she can feel the shape of the dried blood on her forehead and just knows that it, too, is a pentagram. It is no longer a nice sensation and she wants to scream again, sure that her lungs are now capable of bringing the whole building down. But now she is unable to move a muscle, let alone scream. She finds that she can’t even blink, although her eyes are drying up and stinging quite badly. There is a sudden loud electrical crackle. Sparks of electricity come from the points of the pentagram around her. And then Isabelle knows no more.

“Because I know what’s wrong with your father.” Everyone turned to her as she held up something in her gloved hands. A dark relic. The air changed instantly—more than magic. It was ancient. Every council member’s expression shifted from worry to dread. “This isn’t a sickness,” Isabella said “It’s a magical bind. A curse that suppresses the soul.” Everyone started whispering. Aiden stumbled back a step. Dylan growled lowly. I took a step forward. “How do you know this?” Her smile widened. “Because I’ve seen it before. And I can break it. But on one condition.”

he asked. “My own little piece of heaven,” Isabella said and Dominic swore. I looked around at him to see that he was already mind linking. Probably Alex. Isabella’s daughter was some sort of future seer, although I was fuzzy on the details. Dominic had been trying to explain all the different magic systems to me, and I knew a lot from my visions, but I was still hazy on some of the details. But I did know that if Isabella’s daughter saw something in her mirrors, then it was taken seriously. The door to the apartment opened and Alex walked in. He nodded to Dominic, who stood up.

When her smell drew into Xavier's nose, he smiled. “He left an imprint on you before he left. How can you deny Satan that you have nothing for this girl? Why is she worrying you to such an extent that you left your scent on her?” muttered Xavier, waiting to see where this would end. Either Bella would die or Satan would be doomed forever. “Listen, I have to take a few things from Alex's mansion. Could you please drive there first before dropping me at my house?” Isabella requested her friends that she had to go to get some really important papers and some stuff. Until Alex returned, she would stay with her father.

I ignored her. "Dra...gon?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "Dragon?" I gasped in realization. Of all the people I know back in the Magical world, Sage is the only one that could control a dragon. He had gone deep into the forbidden black magic to be entrusted with the power to control dragons. I looked up and saw another maid run in. The lady kept looking backwards as she run in. I watched her bump into a couch. "Careful." I half yelled but it was too late. She had fallen down but her fall didn't stop her. She shifted backwards continuously as she stared at the door.

She said innocently. Kaden and I spare each other a knowing glance. "I know I am a monster." Isabella says, crying. "Everything I touch eventually dies, I am cursed, I destroy everything." Her words hurt my heart. I hated seeing her like this even though I didn't know her yet, I felt a deep love for her. Both future Kaden and I go and comfort her. "What's wrong with her?" I ask the moon goddess. “Isabella took certain traits from a very disrupted Delacourt family member or two" the Moon goddess frowns. “That's why I am showing you this because if you do decide to wake up you will get pregnant with Isabella and Damien and history will repeat again.'"