Naughty Arabella Novels & Stories

Lord Elliot ensured that they would not be prepared for a major attack and gave them a high chance of taking over the kingdom. The long-awaited day has arrived. King Horux led his troops to raid at the appointed time. There was a great war that night. The Arabour Kingdom, which at that time was unprepared, had fallen into the hands of the enemy. Queen Eliza left with her two loyal maids, Anne and Hazel. When they just left the room, they were confronted by several soldiers of the enemy kingdom. Hazel decided to fight them with the sword in hand, while Queen Eliza and Anne fled. Carrying a baby, they fled through a secret royal passage that led to the Lordwood Forest. When they were about to

I did not know how to do this thing but I did know I would try all of my best to make her happy just like the healing balm soothed her. My pack wasn't very distanced although it was quite the journey. I was looking at her the entire time. I even saw her doze off a couple of times. She didn't notice I was looking at her which was strange. A lot of people usually notice my eyes digging deep in them and they are always intimidated. Arabella was different. It was almost as if she saw herself alone. What did they do to her? It didn't matter because I was ready to change everything. I was ready to give her a new mind. I would remind her that she was very beautiful. She was too beautiful and she wa

She imagined her dreams unravelling before her, and her tears welled up as she faced the abyss of despair. Just as it appeared her situation was irreversibly spiralling into catastrophe, an unexpected saviour emerged. A well-dressed stranger, a tall man with the most captivating hazel eyes, stepped forward. "That is no way to treat a lady", he said with a deep velvety voice, catching Anastasia's attention and that of the driver as well. He offered to pay the cab fare, turning the tide of the situation.

“But i want your dick.” Gael stands, stunned by what he just heard. When he met Arabella, he thought that she was innocent. He was mistaken. She’s a menace. Growling, Gael jumps at the woman on the couch, but Arabella is ready as she gets up, running to the bedroom, giggles floating behind her. . . TBC . …if you like it so far, why don’t you leave some gems…

Aaron said and took a step closer to her. "What in the world are you talking about?" Arabella didn't have her phone with her, she moved her hands to her small bag trying to bring out something, anything sharp which she could use cause he was frightening her. "Do you think any man would still want you, you are 24 years old, almost 25, and still want no man, a virgin at such an age" he said and walked closer to her, Arabella used her back to hit the wall and realized she had nowhere else to run to.

Eleonor's eyes bulged in disbelief at the sight of Arabella's attire. "What the hell is this?" Eleonor's voice crackled with fury. "A respectable woman would not even consider wearing such trash!" "What?" Arabella retorted, her innocence a thin veil over her defiance. "It's just pajamas." "Get upstairs this instant and change out of that disgraceful excuse for clothing!" Eleonor's grip tightened on Arabella's arm, her words dripping with venom. "You shameless slut!" Arabella's heart raced as she struggled against Eleonor's vice-like grip, her attempts to break free met with only resistance. The older woman's fingers dug into her skin like talons, leaving angry red marks in their wake as she

Instead of answering, he just mocked Arabella. “Crying and crying. You are very a weak young woman,” he added. Jullius said while glancing at the CCTV. Arabella followed Jullius’ gaze, and she immediately felt embarrassed. It turns out that Jullius saw what she did earlier. She was the one trying to escape. Arabella’s gaze sharpened and looked at Jullius. Her mouth was about to utter words, but Jullius didn’t seem to care. The man turned around and intended to leave. But Arabella held his arm.

"Get me out if you can." "Security," Arabella called without raising her voice. No one moved. The tension cut the air. Lauren let out a nervous chuckle, sensing victory. "How strange, Arabella . Your dogs don't obey." Arabella didn't tremble. She turned her back with a calmness she didn't feel, walked toward the elevator, and pressed the button. The elevator mirror reflected her image: her face was red, and her hair was stuck to her temple with coffee. She clenched her fists. She wasn't going to cry there, especially not in front of her "evil" half-sister.

She turned around and spat out her drink, almost choking on it. “Jealousy? How can I be jealous of a wh—” “Complete that statement, and I will chop your head off.” I slipped and grabbed the knife on the counter. “Girls!!!” We both turned to see Caleb coming out of his room, dressed up like he was also going for a jog. “What is all the noise about? This is barely 6 a.m.” His eyes moved from Sabrina to me, staring a bit too long at my bottom. “What is happening? Sabrina… would you like to answer that question?”

“It’s just… I don’t feel right about this. After everything that happened, why deal with that family again?” What she really wanted to say was: Don’t let Celine back into your life. That woman would seize any excuse to get close to him. Arabella knew her type—especially after that scene at the Lovely boutique. Celine was cunning and manipulative. She got what she wanted, no matter the cost. Harry turned to her, locking eyes for a moment. He cursed inwardly. Why does she have to look that good in pajamas? Arabella was wearing a short, soft pink satin pajama set. Her jet-black hair was tied in a ponytail, revealing her long, fair neck. Harry swallowed involuntarily.