Novel & Cerita Rizzoli And Isles Fan Fic

My heart thrummed wildly, my stomach twisting into knots at the thought of what could happen if I failed to get to Izzy on time. "Please be safe, Izzy. Please," I breathed, my gaze darting around the elevator as it began to move. I couldn't afford to lose her, not when I'd just managed to meet her again. The moment the elevator slid open, I dashed out of it. Relief flooded me at the sight of Isabella, who was walking down the corridor with her friend. Isabella didn't notice me at first, but her friend did. "Isn't that..." When Izzy's gaze met mine, she furrowed her brows at me. I looked away from her, glancing around to make sure the sneaky bastard was nowhere in sight.

“Not scary—Luna Freda. I returned her purse because she left it in the car. I interrupted her while she was with Beta Ruddy. She almost made me piss my panties. I thought I was going to die in her room.” The others frowned. Ria shook her head. “Lana, you should be used to her already. That’s just how she is. Always cold… the icy queen.” The door opened again and a pale blonde maid entered—slim, long curly hair, freckles, blue eyes. Isabella. She whispered, almost dreamily, “I can’t wait for my Alpha to come back. I miss him so much.” The others looked at her like she was insane. “You’re not serious,” Ria scoffed. “You know his wedding is soon. And you’re still hell-bent, delusional about bei

However, Rik's eyes remained on Isabelle as she sat between us, trying to look innocent. "Meet Isabelle. She's our mate," Aiden introduced her while I crossed my arms on my chest and studied Rik's expression. He narrowed his eyes at us and asked, "You two share a mate? When did that happen?" "We're not here to discuss our personal relationships, Rikkard," I stated grimly. "I want to make this quick because we need to catch Alex soon," I felt Isabelle grow slightly tense beside me. I reached for her hand under the table and stroked my thumb on the back of her hand.

“It was my childhood friend, Eloisa. We were both friends, nothing more but I think she kinda likes me. She kept telling me she'd be my mate and she pestered me into touching her, wanting us to make some practice on how we're gonna mate when we turn out to be mates. Silly we.. We only touched each other, nothing more. I felt so weird doing it then…” I smirked after hearing his comment.. “I'm jealous,” I finally mumble, blowing the strand of hair dangling in front of my eyes. “Don't be, Isabel. I'm all yours. She's not my mate but you are and I'm glad to have you as mine…” “Are you still in touch with her?” I asked, dipping my hands in the water which was bubbling with foams . “No..” “Why?” “

“Mr. Thorne has never brought a woman home before. Now that he has a girlfriend, the house feels so much warmer.” Isabelle froze, heat rushing to her cheeks. Girlfriend? She turned toward Riven instinctively, expecting him to correct the misunderstanding, but he only sat there calmly with his expression unreadable. He didn’t seem bothered at all. Isabelle was embarrassed though. She opened her mouth and began to say, “I’m not—” “Didn’t you have something to do earlier?” Riven’s voice cut in smoothly, overriding her words.

“I’m sorry, elder Franc. I don’t have any excuse for endangering Callen’s life but I am deeply sorry, and I promise that I would never make such a mistake again” “I know that you didn’t mean to do that but what happened?” “I know that this might sound absurd but I saw Isla, she was a wolf and my wolf recognized her. It’s so confusing cause Isla is an omega, so she can’t change but my wolf was and is certain that we saw her. How is that possible? I feel so confused and overwhelmed, I didn’t even know how everything happened but I just know that one moment, I was wondering what Isla was doing there and the next moment, I saw Callen on the ground hurt”

she mumbled the last part, then closed her eyes in embarrassment, muttering a curse under her breath. My smirk widened. I exhaled slowly, tilting my head and running a thumb across my bottom lip. “That’s not a bad idea… but if I’m being honest, I was really looking forward to bending you over my desk, raising that pretty little skirt of yours and…” I paused, quirking a brow. “Wait, what color are your panties? Is it black like last time, can I check—” “Alaric!!” Isla shrieked, her face turning crimson, and this time, I couldn’t hold back my laughter at the sight of her stunned, flustered expression.

she asked him. “No one you need to worry about.” Her eyes narrowed. She knew a lie. She let it go. “Lunch,” she said. “All of us. Now.” Lunch was a war. We ate in the same sunroom where Marco had called me a whore. His chair was empty. Chiara sat in it, crying silently. Vittoria directed the conversation like an executioner. “Tell me, Isabella,” she said, cutting her fish. “What did my son promise you for 365 days?”

“At least I was here. While you were off playing house with some rival’s whore in Spain, letting Victor poison your mind against the only good thing you ever had. You think those letters never reached you by accident? Or that Isla jumped into my bed the moment your plane took off?” Dare’s fists clenched at his sides, knuckles whitening. The possessive fire in his eyes made my breath catch. “You manipulative bastard. You were the bridge for those letters. How convenient that they vanished while you played the sympathetic friend. And now you’re here, whispering about my ‘scandal’ like you didn’t orchestrate half the rumors yourself to keep me away.” He turned to me, voice dropping to that dang

"It's nothing," I said. "Just some gossip I heard. Apparently, a guy went behind his girlfriend's back and secretly married her best friend. My friend said he's completely awful, and his poor girlfriend was totally blindsided." To my surprise, Felix reacted with unexpected intensity. "Why are you even talking about something so pointless? What if the guy didn't have a choice? What if it was some kind of fake marriage to fulfill a dying person's wish?" The self-righteous look on his face struck me as absurd. Even after more than a decade together, he remained a complete mystery to me.