Naughty Arabella Novels & Stories

The moment his grip loosened, she shoved him with all her might and scrambled away. Sebastian smirked, licking the spot on his lip where she’d bitten him. “I guess the kitten bites, huh?” Fury burned in Arabella’s chest as she stood, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “Do you think this is funny? What you just did is harassment!” she snapped, glaring at him. His smirk deepened. “Funny? This is entertaining. You’re the first woman to ever bite me, kitten.” “Stop calling me a kitten! My name is ARABELLA!” she hissed, her voice sharp with annoyance.

Mrs. Abbot’s eyes had a hint of shock as she sized her up with a curious and surprised gaze. Could it be that she was ignorant? She had not heard that the Rivera family had another daughter. Mrs. Cook’s arm gently nudged Mrs. Abbot before Mrs. Abbot realized that she had lost her composure. She dryly laughed. “Ms. Arabella is really pretty. Are you still pursuing your education?” Arabella’s skin was tender and fair while her face was exquisite and small with a pair of clear black eyes. To those who did not know better, she looked like a university student who had yet to step into society.

“How is anything I do your business?" “Oh, please,” Sandra scoffed, throwing her hands up in exasperation. “Don’t insult our intelligence, Amelia. We’re not stupid. We see how you’re always out with these rich men, like some… gold-digging flirt.” Benjamin shook his head, his disappointment thick in his expression. “Honestly, Amelia, I thought you were better than this. But it looks like we were wrong about you all along.”

I croaked out, finally averting my gaze from him. I'm not gonna be an idiot. I'm not gonna be an idiot. “Meet my girlfriend, Nina. Nina is Elara. I've told you about her, and her friend Keisha.” The girl, Nina smiled but I could tell just how forced the smile was even from my drunken mind. “It's so lovely to meet you, Elara. Yes, Rex has told me so much about you.” “Funny, he never mentioned a thing about you.” “Why would he?” Keisha chimed in, “she was just a side chick he was shagging by the sides.”

I lied. Larry raised a perfectly groomed eyebrow. "Notes? Girl, please. You turned bright red. Did you write a love letter? Did you draw a heart around his name?" "Worse," I whispered. Before Larry could press for details, a sharp clicking of heels echoed in the hallway. The temperature seemed to drop ten degrees. Vanessa Vanderwaal stopped right in front of us. She was perfect. Blonde hair, expensive blazer, and a smile that didn't reach her eyes. She was the top student, and she made sure everyone knew it.

she added, rolling her eyes, “and I have to see Ms. Royal Bitch Mirabel daily because she’s the Luna of my pack.” Arabella chimed in, “What about me? My last boyfriend left me for a guy—he discovered he was into men while dating me. Oops. The one before that was an angel until I found out he was into very kinky stuff I’m not open to. And the one before that wanted to use me like an ATM while refusing to work. Shall I continue, or is the picture clear?” I glanced at Arabella, who was tall and toned, with long brown hair cascading down her waist, a beautiful face, and captivating grey eyes. She was talented, intelligent, and had the worst luck with men.

My blood runs cold. Chapter 12 Charlotte Sanguinite “You,” I breathe, rooted in place out of fear and shock. The last time I saw Arabella, she was sneering at me, a kind of viciousness in her eyes that no ten-year-old should have. When it came to her appearance, Arabella inherited our father’s dark looks, her skin a beautiful olive shade, her eyes a sharp green, and her hair black as a raven’s, falling to her waistline like a waterfall. As a child, she was cute, but as an adult, she’s gorgeous. Her cheekbones are sharp, her eyes almost catlike in shape. She has lost all her chubbiness, her figure slim like a model’s.

Then, I smiled weakly at her and asked, “What is your name?” “Mirabel”. “Mirabel”. I repeated and nodded at her with a smile. “What a nice name you got”. I admitted, causing her to smile. But she had no clue what was going on inside my mind. I had only asked for her name because I had marked it. This betrayal… I will never forget it. Neither will I ever forgive her. … Author Tina Nwuba: “I think our female lead is getting more fed up. Hehehe <⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠>.

Elara called, kneeling beside her and shaking her shoulders. There was no cognitive response. Arabella’s eyes fluttered open, but they were unfocused, drowning in a chemical haze. To her, Elara was nothing but an angelic, crimson blur calling from across a vast distance. Arabella reached out a hand, her limbs weak and sluggish. The heat was too much—it seared through her skin and pooled in her veins like molten lead. Instinctively, she began to claw at the neckline of her own gown, seeking a relief that wouldn't come.

Adel shouting but the little naughty woman was running away. "Jade put your slippers!! bring your towel!" Mrs. Adel shouting at her behind. My first time to see the little woman naughtily pissing off her mother. "Master! Master Javen! Javen!" running away from her mother toward me as I was dumbfounded looking at her in her two-piece swimsuit. She had picked up a two-piece swimsuit! she was so innocently sexy!