Mirabel X Isabela Novels & Stories

Miranda's expression was guarded, her arms crossed, her body angled away from him. But she didn't leave. Sebastian gestured toward Isabella's table, and Miranda followed him across the room. "Isabella." Sebastian's voice was steady. "This is Miranda." "Miranda." Isabella stood, extending her hand. "I've heard so much about you." "Good things, I hope." "All good things." Miranda smiled, though it didn't reach her eyes. She sat across from Isabella, Sebastian beside her, their bodies close but not touching.

She's expecting. The suite is a disaster zone. Maya is currently draped over the back a couch, singing a very slow, very slurred version of a song that hasn't been on the radio in a decade. "Isabellaaa," Tina groans from the floor. "Tell the floor to stop spinning. It’s being... disrespectful." "You're just drunk." I pull up Leo's chat. Isabella: The mission is compromised. The brides associates have fallen. Send help. And Gatorade.

he asked. Isabella's eyes sparkled with a newfound sense of belonging as she replied, "I'll be bearing my maternal grandparents' name, Martinez. Arabella Martinez." Gabriel nodded in approval, acknowledging the significance of her choice. "Arabella Martinez," he repeated, testing the name on his lips. "It suits you perfectly." "Gabriel, do I look the same as before?" Isabella asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty as she looked at him. Gabriel met her gaze with a reassuring smile. "Yes, Isabella, your face is essentially the same as before, but you've slimmed down a bit due to the effects of the coma. You're still very recognizable," he explained, hoping to ease her concerns about her chan