Isabelle Dog Novels & Stories

“Ares!” The Doberman let out an excited bark, his cropped ears perking as his tail wagged hard against the floor. Isla laughed as she threw her arms around his neck, totally unbothered when he nudged her with his nose. Ivy came in right after, dressed in similar black jeans with a warm yellow top that had a huge smiley face on it. She looked just like her twin, with the same blonde hair and the same deep brown eyes, but unlike Isla, Ivy moved slower.

* Isabella * "Dogs!? Oh my, that is too much of an insult to describe us when we are here looking at you like some Goddess of this stream! But did you see yourself in crystal clear water, my dear? Or are you just pretending not to realize that you and we have no difference?"

She shot him daggers and he toned it down a tad; he bent down and the hound wagged its tail before stopping in front of Lucian. Isabelle could feel the heat emanating from the hound; it felt like she was the one on fire. She rubbed her leg and retreated by a few steps away from the creatures of hell. "Probably should have told you to stand back; the heat from them would usually kill your kind, but you're different," he said to her. "I knew you were the devil all this time. You and that psychopath with the scythe talking about me dying all the time. It's insane and unbelievable, but I know I'm different," Isabelle said.

" I looked past Mae, towards my mate. She looked down at the ground, still stay behind Mae. She spoke softly, not making eye contact. "Isabelle Fall, from Moonfall pack. Daughter of Alpha David Fall."

My head fell back against the pillow, and I babbled incoherently. “I’ll take that as a yes,” Isabella giggled, getting off the bed and heading towards the door. “Where are you going?” I asked, puzzled. “I’d better let Biscuit back in the room,” Isabella said, smiling. “I really didn’t need him watching while I gave you head.” She laughed. “True, I don’t really want to scar him for life,” I chuckled. “Can you scar a dog for life?” Isabella questioned, letting Biscuit back into the room, and he headed straight for the bed.

I was rudely awakened by the blinding sunlight the next morning. Gabriel hadn't returned home all night. I turned on the monitoring app on my phone that was connected to all the pinhole cameras in the secret villa, and saw him wearing a pink apron while clumsily making breakfast in the kitchen on the screen. Meanwhile, Isabelle was seated at the table. Her eyes were wrapped in thick bandages. The two-year-old pup kept calling Gabriel "Daddy" while clapping his hands and keeping himself amused on his own.

For some reason, I saw Damian’s wolf covered in blood, deeply disturbing me. I didn't know why I saw such things, but they terrified me deeply. I wondered if something in the air was making me feel these strange things, almost as if I were hallucinating. I couldn't shake off the image of his wolf covered in blood, which kept flashing in front of my eyes again and again. "No," Isabelle shot. "I'm not taking them back anymore.” "What? You wanted to find them so desperately. They have all your work. Why wouldn't you want to take them anymore?" I asked her, puzzled, but she shook her head, blinking more tears.

I had something rather warmer in mind. 'Brand! You stay away from me.' Isabella edged sideways and started moving backwards towards the house. 'Don't you even think—' She broke off, gulping, as a white furry puffball darted across the lawn and threw itself enthusiastically at Brand's knees. 'Saved by a hair,' he muttered to Isabella. 'OK, persuasion postponed. Temporarily. Good morning. Fluffy.' He bent down to pick up the little dog, who wriggled delightedly in his arms and ran a wet pink tongue down his nose.

There’s one door that is shut, that door leads up to the bedroom. "This is my home, there's only one bedroom so ma'am you take my bedroom and Suki and I will stay in the living room." He picks up the small dog which is circling around his leg. "It's cute." She says looking at the dog. "Yeah she's Suki, she's a great companion." He says kissing the dog. She smiles and slowly sits on the couch holding her head. There is a hammering pain in her head, maybe it is because of all the stress and crying. "Do you have a headache?" He puts the dog down. "No um.. yeah a little bit." She looks up at him. "Okay you sit here I will be back." He walks away and disappears in the kitchen area.

Celine started trying to shut up again, and I had to resort to violence to get her to talk. I pulled her hair until she winced in pain. It wasn't until she begged for mercy that I finally let her go. "If my guess is correct, Miss Isabelle became pregnant after entering this palace," she said in a moan of pain. "Explain it, I don't understand," I retorted, not satisfied with her answer. "Because when I checked, the fetus was still very young. My wolf energy says there is a new life present in her belly, but the pregnancy is still very new. That's all I can say, Miss," she said.