Isabella Miller Novels & Stories

Isabella Moretti has spent three years planning the perfect revenge. When ruthless billionaire Damien Blackwell needs a contract wife to secure his inheritance, she sees her chance. His family destroyed hers—his father's corporate takeover drove her father to suicide and left her family in ruins. Now she'll marry Damien, infiltrate his empire, and burn it all to the ground. But Damien Blackwell is more dangerous than she anticipated. Behind his cold exterior lies a man with his own scars, his own secrets, and an unsettling ability to see through her carefully constructed lies. As forced proximity ignites an obsessive attraction neither can control, Isabella discovers the truth about her family's destruction isn't what she thought. The real enemy has been watching them both, and her revenge plot may have made her a pawn in a far deadlier game. Now she must choose: complete her mission and destroy the man she's falling for, or trust him and risk losing everything—including her heart.

She doesn’t remember her past. But someone dangerous does. When Soledae Young wakes up with no memory of who she is, the last thing she expects is to be rescued by Sebastian Hunter—a devastatingly handsome billionaire with secrets of his own. Hired as his personal assistant, their professional boundaries blur fast, and Soledae finds herself tangled in a passionate game neither of them is ready to lose. But just as desire ignites into something deeper, ghosts from Soledae’s forgotten past come calling—and they aren’t here for closure. A familiar face emerges in the shadows: Sebastian Miller, a man who might be more connected to Soledae than anyone suspects. As enemies close in and secrets unravel, Soledae must decide who to trust—before her past destroys her future.

Nina Miller is a simple and easy going girl. At 17, she gave her virginity to a stranger she met at a club. Now, at 27, she met the guy who took her heart, but he's engaged to her friend. Will she break her friendship or mend the relationship? Michael Vincent Thompson, the first of the three boys in the Thompson's family and the heir to the Thompson's Empire, currently the CEO of the Thompson's Empire, is a ruthless billionaire who has everything that money could buy and an heiress of the Mason's Media Group as a fiancee. But a night with a naive virgin girl changes his view of women. Will he risk his inheritance for a naive virgin girl, or will he marry an heiress and expand the family business? READ AND FIND OUT!!!!!!!!!!!

When 18-year-old, Isabella goes on a grocery trip with her older sister, she finds herself connecting with widowed single father, Devon Black, and his young daughter, Sophie. Devon does not hesitate to offer her a job opportunity that she gladly considers taking. What she does not know nor expect is that this job will prove to be more life changing than she would have ever dreamed of.

“Will you marry me?” “Hell no.” ––– Isabella Kingston built her empire with cold steel and ruthless determination. At twenty-six, she’s the CEO every man wants to conquer and every woman envies. But when her grandfather’s will took her control away from her, she made a dangerous move—one that could save her legacy or ruin her. Elion Dawson, dark-eyed, devastatingly handsome, and infuriatingly calm, he’s supposed to be nothing more than her assistant. Instead, he’s the man she chooses to marry in a reckless gamble to escape her uncle’s grasp. He was supposed to be another pawn in her games but his touch is addictive, his kisses ruinous, and his intentions anything but innocent. Elion came into her life with a sole purpose, to destroy the family that destroyed his. He was never meant to fall for her… yet every stolen glance, every brush of skin, draws him deeper into a passion that burns hotter than the city skyline at night. In a world where betrayal hides behind every smile and desire can destroy an empire, Isabella must decide—will she fight for her throne, or surrender to the man who could ruin her?

"I break every tie I have with you today, Isabella. Go and never return!” Isabella Moonfall was accused, cast out of her pack and left for dead. Years later, she comes back as a healer and walks straight into another accusation—and a prophecy that makes her son a target. Now hunted by rival Alphas and betrayed from within, she must survive long enough to uncover the truth and protect her children.

I've been mated to Alpha Damon for five years. I helped him build a business empire, but he kept delaying our marking ceremony 99 times. Right before the ceremony was supposed to happen, he told me the pack’s resources were tight. He demanded I stop the expansion of the Alpha’s manor and scrapped the nursery I’d designed for our future pups. Then he turned around and bought a thirty-million-dollar penthouse for Isabella, a new omega in our pack. When Isabella and I were in a car crash at the same time, he didn't even glance my way. He ran straight to her. He wrapped her in his Alpha scent, holding her tight. Their scents mingling was like a knife to my heart. In the pack council hall, in front of all the Elders, I looked at him with ice in my eyes. "I, Elena, reject you, Damon, as my mate." Through the gut-wrenching pain of the mate bond snapping, I sent a message to the Alpha of another pack. "I rejected him. I'll be at your Crescent Moon Pack tomorrow."

"You're not Isabella. But you will be. Starting tonight." Elara has nothing. No family. No money. She grew up in foster care. She cleans toilets for a living. Until the night she scrubs the penthouse bathroom of Alexander Blackwood, a billionaire CEO. He walks in drunk, sees her face, sees the star-shaped birthmark behind her ear, and calls her Isabella. Isabella is his wife. She disappeared six months ago. She was declared dead. And she looks exactly like Elara. Now Elara is forced to wear a dead woman's clothes, sleep in her bed, and pretend to be someone she never met. The mansion is full of secrets. The housekeeper watches her every move. The charming brother offers help that feels too calculated. And Alexander knows more about Isabella's disappearance than he admits. But Elara survived foster care by staying quiet and watching. Now she's watching them. And she's going to find out what happened to her sister—even if it means tearing the Blackwood family apart from the inside. She came to clean their toilets. She's staying to bury their secrets.

While inspecting my company’s cold-chain operations, my wife, Mandy Snow, and the college boy, Jonas Leedon, who I’d been sponsoring suddenly vanished. As I passed the cabinet storing the research supplies, a stream of floating comments suddenly flashed before my eyes. [That was way too close! Jeff Miller almost caught them. Good thing Mandy reacted fast and dragged her boy toy into the storage cabinet.] [But that cabinet is about to be locked up and shipped to the Antarctic research station. Are those two trying to turn themselves into ice sculptures?] I froze. My wife was cheating on me right under my nose? I was just about to pull open the cabinet door when my wife’s assistant, Patrick, hurried over and forced a smile, blocking my way. “Mr. Miller, the seal on this cabinet was just waxed and hasn’t dried yet. Careful, or you’ll get your hands dirty.” The floating comments appeared again. [That was so close! The assistant’s pretty sharp. Once Mandy gets out, she totally owes him a car.] [No wonder she’s the lucky heroine. She always gets out of trouble. I seriously can’t wait to watch her sweet romance with her boy toy.] Looking at the comments in front of me, I let out a cold laugh. “These are critical supplies for the research team. To make sure nothing goes wrong, seal the cabinet right now.” “Go get a welder. Weld the door shut.” The assistant froze, and so did the floating comments. [What the hell? This evil male character is brutal. The two people inside aren’t wearing a thing.] [Help! If the door gets welded shut, the male and female leads are going to drift at sea for a month and freeze into specimens!]

The day before my wedding, I went to our cathedral early to get familiar with the place. Instead, I found my fiancé and my stepsister, Isabella fucking on the altar. Our altar. I caught them. He didn't even apologize and just threw me out into the storm. I collapsed in the pouring rain. That’s when he found me. Alistair, the Vampire Prince. He moved like a god through the storm. He pulled me from the mud, and gave me a palace. He told the world I was his soulmate. The one he’d spent centuries searching for. His one and only. For five years, his devotion made me the envy of the supernatural world. I thought I was the one exception in his eternal life. Until I found his secret room. My fingers brushed against an ancient scroll. The script was written in blood. The first line was her name: Isabella. Beneath it, in Alistair's own hand: “Absolute priority. Above all else.” Underneath was a healer's log I’d never seen before. A vampire's healing log. The date was from the night I found out I was pregnant. The night I was attacked by werewolves. They brought me back to the castle, covered in blood. The healers never came for me. I woke up alone. The baby was gone. Our child. His blood, my blood—gone. And my clothes were soaked in what was left of it. I cleaned every trace of it. When he came home, I broke down in his arms. I never told him. I couldn’t bear for him to feel the pain I felt. Now I understood. That same night, Isabella was also being attacked by werewolves. And Alistair’s order to his council was: “Send every healer. Isabella is the priority.” My heart stopped. Despair was a poison in my veins. “If I was never the one... then you can keep your eternity. I want no part of it.”