Isabella Novels & Stories

Isabella! My body reacted before my mind caught up. I was in her room in seconds, shoving open the door without a second thought And looked around frantically, what I saw made my heart stop. Isabella was collapsed on the shower floor, naked, soaking wet, and trembling violently. Tears streamed down her face as she gripped her head, her entire body was convulsing. “L-Luca,” she sobbed, eyes wide with pain. “M-Make it stop!”

she muttered, feeling her whole-body tremble. "Emily... He shouldn't have talked to you like that... "It doesn't matter, it's true..." Isabella looked down again. - I was homeless... "You're the heiress of the Sinclair’s," Máximo interrupted her, frowning. "You're Isabella Sinclair de Collins, and that's all that has to matter. She has to understand it. Isabella smiled slightly, raising her eyes to her spouse. His words were a balm for his wounds. Máximo stared at her, with that intensity that disarmed her.

👀👀👀] EM: [? TESSA: [wait is this a vacation or a drama???] Isabella, of course, is the fastest. ISABELLA: [why am i only hearing about this NOW] ISABELLA: [you get kidnapped in santorini and now you’re flying to LA like a telenovela star] ISABELLA: [DO YOU PLAN ON ALMOST DYING IN EVERY PRETTY CITY IN THE WORLD?] I type while yawning. KR: [official reason: abuelo’s birthday. unofficial reason: watching bretta fight with maternity dresses and mama]

And now, Liam stood on that screen, holding his own son, promising to protect his family. "You promised too, Henry," Isabella said to the screen. Her voice was raspy. "You promised me the world." She looked at her reflection in the darkened glass of the window. It overlaid the image of Liam, creating a double exposure. Her eyes, lined with age and bitterness, stared back from his face. She wasn't twenty-two anymore. She wasn't the wild girl who waited in Paris. She was Isabella Voss. She owned shipping lines. She owned media conglomerates. She owned senators.

Here, the cypress trees grew thick and the air smelled of damp earth, salt, and secrets. I found a stone bench hidden behind a thick curtain of ivy. I sat down, my knees finally giving way, my head falling into my hands. The "Titan" was gone. I was just Isabella, a woman who had traded her soul for a chance to save a child who hated her very existence.

she said. Rose blinked, momentarily disarmed. Compliments? She can't remember the last time she received one. The woman tilted her head, as if realizing she’d skipped a step. “Pardon my manners. I am Isabella. Most people call me Bella. I am Dante’s younger sister.”

“They might be scared of you, Oswald, but I’m not!” “You really should be!” Isabelle shook her head and looked very sympathetic. “You just don’t understand do you, Oswald. I’m not just any old member of the Brethren. I’m the main man…if you’ll pardon the expression.” She ran her hands down her body and gave the most horrible leer that Alice had ever seen in her life. David ignored it. David took another step forward and Belinda saw Isabelle lift a foot, as if about to take a step backward. The foot was placed back down on the surface and she knew then that he/she/it had wanted to retreat but didn’t want to lose face.

Theodora and everyone who are watching the spectacle in front of them gasped with shock. "Brother," Theodora said softly. Why is her brother lying to the Lord? She never met her Demon. Then why is he telling that she did? "It's time you too know about your past sister," Maximilian said in resignation. "What past? What are you talking about?" the Lord still decided to act ignorant? But he does not want her to know her past. It would not do him any good, he thought darkly. "Her past where she was named Althea, the human girl for whom Azzazal jumped into the hellfire" Maximilian revealed.

he raises a hand, signaling me to stop, as if saying he is about to get to that point. “You aren’t a doctor, so I need a reason to introduce you to the princess. Plus, you need to make a good first impression on her before she allows you anywhere near her sister. Isabella is a woman whose highly devoted to her family, and particularly allured by love and loyalty. She has a fondness towards happy couples, and so I want you to marry temporarily to use that to our advantage.”

The sight caused a twinge of jealousy within Isabella, but she reminded herself of her purpose—to see the true nature of Victoria and to find common ground between them. In a stroke of luck, Isabella managed to catch Victoria's attention. Feigning nervousness, she approached the princess and introduced herself as a humble commoner named Rosalind. Victoria, known for her kindness, showed genuine interest in Rosalind's story. Victoria welcomed her into her courts as she needed to know more about her sympathetic story, Isabella spent time with Victoria, engaging in conversations about their kingdoms,