Isabella Miller Novels & Stories

Elena whispered. Mira shook her head. "I watched her fall," Elena said. "I climbed down. I held her hand. I felt her pulse stop." "You felt a pulse stop." Mira's voice was gentle. "That doesn't mean it was hers." "Whose, then?" Mira looked at the photograph. "Isabella. Your biological mother. The woman who's been pulling the strings from the beginning." "Isabella is at the safe house in Arlington." "Isabella is everywhere." Mira took the photograph back. "She has people. Doppelgangers. Women who look like her, sound like her, move like her. She's been using them for decades."

Today I can't hide from him because Isabella says we are going to his house to sign some paper work for my working in the club. We are a now entering a beautiful mansion. Wow the mansion is beautiful and to side it has a pool and it is just wow. I see two guards standing at the gate holding a gun, wow Mr. Miller must be richer than I thought. Isabella give me small, I love her already, she looks beautiful in her yellow dress and it shows a small baby bump. She looks so cute, I on the other hand is wearing a peach dress and brown boot heels. When we got to the door I just straighten my back, a lady in her fifties opened the door,

She asked "Annabella,I'm here for Mr Bells" Annabella said gently "Mr Bells?" Stella frowned and stood up "What are you here for? I can deliver to him and you will leave" She said Annabella looked at the phones in her hand "Give me those" Stella requested "Show me where his office is" Annabella said "And who do you think you are to see him in the middle of work?" Stella snapped "Who are you to stop me? You're just his secretary and nothing else" Annabella snapped

"There was even a woman who moved into Isabella's home while she was still married, who gloated about stealing another woman's husband, who made it her mission to make Isabella feel worthless.” The room was dead silent now. Everyone knew he was talking about someone specific. Eyes started searching for guilty faces. "But Isabella rose above all of it. She walked away with her head high and built something beautiful from nothing. She's an inspiration and I'm proud to call her my sister." Julian's smile was sharp now. "And anyone who hurt her should be very, very worried about what comes next." Elena tried to leave during the applause but reporters blocked her exit, cameras flashing, questions

"The Bureau wants the paper trail to build a case. But Isabella isn't looking to close the book, Miller. She’s looking to rewrite it. She’s letting us take her father out of the equation so she can take his seat at the table." "Then we arrest her too," Miller snapped flatly. "She’s a syndicate accessory. If she attempts to secure the financial assets, she goes in the cage right next to her father." "You haven't seen her handle an iron, Miller," Dante growled, his eyes narrowing into slits of pure stone. "She dropped a Marcone hitman from ten meters with a compact Beretta while taking fire from a gantry. She didn't blink. She didn't hesitate. And ten minutes later, she put two rounds into an

responded the lady. "hello. I'm Angela smith. nice to meet you?" started I. "oh God. daddy." responded she. "just let her in honey. you don't want Beth to find her standing at the door." "sure... sorry miss smith. my name is um... Jennifer miller. please come in."

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

"Did you really think you could intimdate me because you're loaded with money? Because you're an Austin? Do you think your money has any value to me? Think again. "You're looking remorseful now because you've realized who I am. What if you didn't get to know my identity? Let me tell you, learn to respect people regardless of who or what they are. This attitude of yours won't get you anywhere in life. "I screamed because I thought that substance was something else. By the way, you asked if my parents can afford that wine. To answer you, my parents can buy you and everything involving you and they'll still have change. I am Annabelle Siromani and you will not disrespect me or my family."

“Something like that. Her name is Isabella, and she’s from Brazil. She’s going to live with us for a while and take care of you.” “Is she nice?” Giulia asked, her eyes shining with curiosity. “I think so. Carmen chose her, and she seems very kind. She likes children and will help you learn new things.” Giulia fell silent for a moment, staring at the melting ice cream in her hand. But now she seemed more interested than the first time we talked about Isabella. Now she had questions. “Will she stay with me when you’re at work?” “Yes, princess. But I’ll still be here for you whenever I can. Isabella will be like a friend who helps you and plays with you.”

The details of my plan were still sketchy, but I knew that kind of money was the difference between being forced into sexual servitude to the man and having my sisters at his mercy, or getting them somewhere safe. As I read on, I discovered that if I managed to evade all the hunters, I would win a million dollars. They were quick to point out that only one woman had been successful in doing so in the three years the show had been broadcasting to its elite subscribers. There was a link to her profile, and I clicked on it out of curiosity. She was a lovely woman with dark hair and dark eyes. The site didn’t give her full name, but her first name was Rachel, and her background included two year