Novel & Cerita Rizzoli And Isles Fan Fic

Idris remarked with a smirk. Bianchi burst into laughter, his amusement echoing through the dimly lit room. Turning his gaze back to Isla, he stepped behind her. This time, when he reached for her hair, he wasn’t giving her a choice. His fingers tangled into her hair, yanking her head back with a cruel grip. “Haaa!” Isla screamed, pain shooting through her scalp. Idris, still watching from the sidelines, clenched his jaw tightly. “Now I see why he’s so crazy about you.” Bianchi grinned, leaning in close, his breath hot against her skin. “Isn’t she beautiful?” He inhaled deeply against her neck, savoring the scent.

Chapter 13 FELIX It's been two days since Isla and I saw each other after that incident. I was mad at Jasmine for lying and making Isla leave when she didn't do anything wrong. I confronted her but she bursted into tears. I had to make her to stop crying. At the end, we avoided the conversation and we didn't get to talk about it again. Even though I was able to get Isla’s number, I avoided calling her. I didn’t want to seem like a stalker.

In my last life, I had screamed myself hoarse trying to make him look at me. I had cursed Lilian White for stealing my man, begged Vincent to remember who his fiancée was, and fought for a place he should have protected without being asked. In the end, all that noise won me nothing. I picked up my phone from the desk. “Professor Hartmann,” I said, my voice steady. “This is Isabella Rossi. I accept your invitation. I will be at the institute in one week.” “I knew you would call eventually, my dear. We have been waiting for you.”

Then his eyes shifted briefly toward the office doors. “Your new employee,” he said casually. “The Warren girl.” Every instinct inside me came alive instantly. “What about her?” “She seems familiar.” “She previously dated Roman.” Magnus went still briefly before nodding slowly. “I thought so.” Then he smiled faintly. “I imagine that could become… complicated.” The moment the door shut behind him, my wolf growled low inside my chest. Complicated. That word had followed Isla into my life far too quickly already. ***** Over the week, avoiding her became impossible. It wasn’t because she deliberately sought me out but because somehow, Isla Warren kept appearing everywhere. In hallways, near the

‎She ran into the darkness. ‎Away from the fire. ‎Away from the screams. ‎Away from everything she had ever known. ‎And she never looked back. ‎Behind her the mansion burned. ‎And with it, Isabella Marisol Reyes died. ‎What remained…was something else entirely. ‎🖤 ♣️ ‎Daylight came too quickly. ‎It spilled over the city in soft gold, touching rooftops, flooding streets, warming a world that had no right to feel warm. ‎Isabella walked through it like a ghost.

"I can't wait to spoil her." It has been a really wild ride, hasn't it? Despite Love Isle being a bad show, I would forever be grateful to it for what it had done in my life, the secrets it unraveled, the friends I made. No lies, but those sixty days would always be in my heart.

I ripped up our wedding invitations and burned everything I had received from him, including the wedding ring and his handwritten wedding vows. On what was to be our wedding day, I didn't show up. Instead, I boarded a plane to the city of Laran in Etolia. I joined an international medical center and began my new life as a medical researcher. From that point onward, I cut off all ties with Dante. … "I've explained this to you countless times! Isobel can't hold out much longer. Her myeloma is now in the terminal stage. The doctor says she only has a year at most," Dante de Rossi said.

Most of the ladies glanced seductively at Issa and some even winked at him for his attention but he paid them none. They were not yet aware that I was his mate. It seemed like Andrea had not revealed the news yet. “You both seem a bit underdressed for this occasion,” The unmistaken voice of Iris Craven said as she approached us. She had healed up quite well from our last meeting. She was dressed in a maroon slit thigh dress with matching heels. Her gaze was cold as she looked at me. I knew that she wanted to pay me back for what I did to her. “Pleasure to see you too, Iris, how have you been?” I replied.

~ADRIAN~ Ashley had begun to calm down, her shoulders relaxed like she wanted to believe it. But Isabella’s laugh ruined that moment completely. It wasn’t a soft laugh. It was sharp, cold, and filled with something dangerous. She crossed her arms and tilted her head slightly, a smirk tugging at her lips as she looked at Ashley. “Is that what you think?” Isabella asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “That he wants you?” Then she jammed her hands together and said, "Okay let’s say he does. Then why didn't he pull back when he was kissing me earlier?”

I instantly lose the warmth he was giving and my body cries at the sudden lost of warmth. He was soon next to Luc, stroking his mane. "Let's go ride him then" A/N Isabella will not end up with Andrei. He is just a possible love interest. Don't go falling for him like I have.😭