Lady Isabella Novels & Stories

I glanced up, expecting one of the maids with fruits that I had requested for, But instead, I saw a maid approaching, without the fruits and her eyes kept flicking toward the open doorway behind her. “My lady,” she said quietly, “someone’s here to see you.” I raised a brow and set my teacup down. “Who?” Before she could answer, I heard another footstep towards us, and on looking up, my blood ran cold. Lady Isabella. Of course. Wrapped in her signature floral robes, her hair pinned up in elegant waves, and that ever present smirk resting on her lips. My smile fell instantly, replaced with a hard stare. Why couldn’t they all just leave me alone?

Isabella shook as the lady undressed her, fearing that if she defied her, it would cost her life, and she would never see her fated mate, Beta Tyde, again. She used one of her hands to hide her breast while the other hid her lady part as she now stood clothless. The lady smiled at her behaviour and then instructed her to get into the bathtub. Finishing her ablution, a white towel was held before Isabella, to get out of the bathtub. The lady wraps the towel around her wet body to dry herself. Isabella held the towel so it would not fall from her body. She was now saturated with the sweet citrus fragrance. "I can help myself," Isabella said as the lady was helping her into a rope.

Truly she was a great beauty, one of her greatest asset. Isabella frowned upon seeing the stunningly beautiful lady in a White dress. Her questioning face makes Flower smile politely, not that she cares about her anyway but according to her she had to play the part of an helpless lady who just lost her mother. " My lady " She greeted Isabella who took a time before replying. If she is a Beast she must be invading my privacy right now, applying her sixth sense to know how i feel. I won't show that I'm heartbroken from Hayden's outburst, yes let's just feigh ignorance.

He said and walked away, it was like he hadn't noticed the lady's presence at all. I watched him leave and sighed before walking over to the lady. I had a bad premonition about her presence in the Castle, my mind felt restless but I pressed everything to the abyss in my belly and sat across her. "Who are you?" I returned her question to her. She stared at me again, her lips curved into a smirk as she dropped the cup she was holding. "I'm Isabella," She cocked her head to the side, a playful smile on her lips as she winked "Alpha Xavier's first love and current woman," She replied. My heart leaped and my brows furrowed. He... Did he find her?

​And there, at the center of the room, stood Isabella. ​She was draped in white silk, looking every bit the "High-Alpha Queen" she claimed to be. But as we approached, her face didn't show triumph. It showed a mask of crumbling disbelief. She had the vials of London chemicals in her pocket, ready to expose a fraud, but the scent hitting her nostrils right now wasn't a chemical. It was the ancient, undeniable truth of my lineage. ​"Julian," Isabella said, her voice high and brittle. She didn't even look at me; her eyes were locked on Elara. "And... Elara. I didn't realize you were invited to such a... pure event."

Maya stammered, barely able to speak. “Oh, he can,” Isabella said softly, with a dangerous calm. “And he will. After all, I’m his wife. His Luna. The one who’ll give him an heir. And you…” She let out a low chuckle and looked Maya up and down, enjoying every second of it as Maya shrank back in fear. “You’re just the other woman… a mistress. Nothing more. No value. No importance. Just a makeshift.” Maya’s face turned frighteningly red with anger. She clenched her teeth and stomped her feet.

"That's right... Stepmother..." Bella answered with a smirk then looked at Lily and said "And... Sister???" "What?! How?... How is this possible? You are not supposed to be here.!!" May said with her voice cracking and shaking her head slowly. Every other shareholder was confused as to what was happening. They knew who the men that had walked in were but the lady they didn't know. But, May had called her Isabella. Could she be the same person they were all thinking? They all looked at themselves and it was obvious, that they were all thinking the same thing. 'isn't she supposed to be dead?' and more importantly. Why was she here with Luke Simone and his right-hand man, Logan? How is it possi

“Not us. Information.” Amara frowned. “The ledger?” He nodded once. At the edge of the room, Isabella stood like a vision in a silver gown, her champagne glass untouched. She was speaking to an older man in a tailored navy suit, her smile warm, her hand occasionally touching his arm. Anyone else might think she was simply charming an influential guest. Luca knew better. Isabella never wasted her charm without a reason. Amara followed his gaze. “You think she’s involved?” Luca’s lips pressed into a faint line. “I think she’s waiting for her moment.”

Her cheeks are a bit covered with freckles but that doesn't affect her in anyway. I can almost see the confidence she carries herself in. She's not afraid of anything. "Jas! It's good to see you to too." This unknown woman hugs Jasmine too and by the way she called Jasmine, I presume that she knows more about her. "Evelyn, I'd like you to meet my mate, Isabella. And Isabella, this is Evelyn, the birthday girl and goddess of the seasons." Evelyn twirls in her pink ball gown and winks. "That's why they call me, Evelyn."

I replied with a smile. Catherine was indeed beautiful. She had very long thick lashes and cute big eyes that fit perfectly on her round face. Fat cheeks and full attractive cheeks with well-accentuated curves and a beautiful heart as well. All the things I didn't have but wish I did. "Tonight is the night when you my girl takes back fully what truly belongs to you," Catherine said with a wink while proceeding to adjust her earring in the mirror. I smiled and picked up my purse from the table.