Rizzoli Isles Fanfic Novels & Stories

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.

“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?” “

Riche felt like she's at her limit hearing that. Hearing Ramius cough finally Riche snaps out of it and hastily leave Issei's embrace, while Issei just calmly smiled at Ramius. Ramius - I don't mind if you two flirting with each other but there's someone else here with us here remember? To be honest, Ramius felt hot as well just by seeing their interaction just now and she also wants to kiss Issei as well. Riche - Th-That's right. Hey, wh-where are you, Kath? Tell us what's going on here!

"She's downstairs. She can't see me like this." "You have to calm down." "How can I calm down when my Mate thinks I'm attracted to someone else! How can I calm down when I ruined everything!" "You're being dramatic," she rests her hand on my arm, over the red mark. "But—wait, he grabbed you here?" "Who cares, I have to apologize, I have to—" "He grabbed you, Isabella, roughly. That's not okay." I look at her with hard eyes. "He didn't mean to. It wasn't like that," I cover the mark," how can you say that?"

He never really pays attention to me…but I know how to keep other girls away from him. Any girl who dared to approach my Rizz went missing in a week. “It’s about Rizz…” Myla comes closer, gulping anxiously. My brows furrow at her. “He was holding hands with that new girl, Hailey Randle. They were standing inches closer, and she even returned him the jacket he might have lent her.” “She is trying to get closer to your man.” Enraged, I close my fingers into a tight fist.

My grandfather instead of speaking, had raised his hands hitting it across my face. I stumbled backward in disbelief with my hands going over my cheeks. Meanwhile Dario took a step forward standing in front of me. “I don't care what has happened but no one can lay a hand on his woman.” He said boldly. “Just look at yourself siding with this seductress.” “You can’t speak to her in that manner.” Dario said. “I’m only saying what I know about Dario.” He said. “ Isla holds the power of the moon inside of her, if she didn’t have interest in you first, the mate bonds would not have formed. It is because of her that both of you are mates.”

As dangerous as it may be, she fished her phone out of her pocket and quickly dialed a number. After a few rings, someone picks up, "Re-" "Goddammit Ricco, fucking finally!" She exclaimed, pinning the phone securely between her head and her shoulder before going back to driving her motorcycle with both hands. She kept a firm grip on the wheel as she efficiently slip through cars. Isabella was lucky that there wasn't much traffic, despite being in a busy city. If New York had been as packed as it usually was, she would have been long caught by the police.

I wrapped my hand around the cup to feel warm. The small cut on my palm, from the broken porcelain, is already healing, it scabbed a thin line. Mariel saw it immediately, her eyes narrowed still on it. “That’s new.” She reached across the table, gently turning my hand over. “And it’s healing. It's too neat. Are you seeing someone?” “Just clumsy.” I said pulling my hand back “Paper cut.” “Bullshit.” Her voice was hard. “You are fading, Isola. Start with Elias’s accident, what really happened?”

It was better if I didn't give my real name. “Let’s dance!” he called, gesturing for me to join him. I shook my head playfully. “You’ll have to keep up!” I challenged, the thrill rushing through me. *** Back in the house, Ciel paced nervously. “Where could she have gone?” he muttered, looking around. “She should be safe inside.” After a few minutes, he received a call from the guard he had sent. “Sir, we’ve located Isabella . She’s at a club called Pavea,” the guard reported.

“The time we’ve spent together means nothing to you!” “You know I am engaged!” she showed her diamond ring. “You know it will mean nothing. Stop behaving as if I’ve led you on, and now you’re in love with me!” Isla rolled her eyes. Zenith chuckled. “Sweetheart, it’s you who is jealous of other women in my life, not the other way round! I know you’ll marry Aries Grayson one day and I’ll end up being one of your dirty secrets.” Isla flared up in anger. “Leave me!” She shouted and walked past him. She slipped into the driver’s seat and left in the car, leaving Zenith in the middle of nowhere.