Rizzoli Isles Fanfic Novels & Stories

“Don’t think I don’t know what you and that wretch Isabella are up to! Are you happy? You ruined my engagement party!” Zoe sneered. She was done talking rubbish with crazy people. She grabbed a fistful of hair, and Chloe, not to be outdone, did the same. “You delusional third party! Other woman! Slut!” Zoe screamed as she dragged even harder. Chloe couldn’t beat her with words, but she kept screeching, “You know nothing, Zoe Finn. I’m the victim. I’m the wronged one. Isabella fucking Rossi is ruining my life!”

Chapter Fourteen First Person’s Perspective Belle Fifty minutes That’s how long I had to figure out what the hell I was going to do to Rowan I paced in my room, Isla practically vibrating with anticipation *We should rip his throat out*, she suggested cheerfully *what? No, We’re not ripping anyone’s throat out… not yet* *Fine, then break his legs… both of them* *Also no* *Ugh! You’re no fun* The truth was, I didn’t know what I wanted to do to him

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.”

But when he entered, he noticed a man was grinding on her and he saw fire. How could he let someone touch what is his? He would have broken his hand if it wasn’t for his desperation to take her away from that place. “You are crossing your limits now Mr. Rossi,” Isabella replied confidently and somehow her anger subsided and morphed into fear, noticing the rage in his eyes. But she won’t let him dictate her life too. It was just an accident and Isabella would have explained if he wasn’t behaving like a maniac. But how he was humiliating her, she would never explain to him.

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.

His touch was soft, as if he were afraid I might disappear if he touched me. “You look beautiful tonight,” he said. “Thank you for coming over for dinner.” I smiled as I stepped closer to him. “The food was wonderful. But I’m still pretty excited to try out your world famous Ramen noodles one of these days.” Gabe chuckled and then leaned in, surprising me with a kiss. The passion in the air ignited instantly as we embraced in front of the sunset. The island air blew through my hair, carrying with it the scent of saltwater and warm sand. It was a picture perfect moment; one that I never saw myself actually experiencing. This island kiss was the most romantic kiss of my life.

i thought Kizzy likes you but am happy she is with Nick . Ben -You were jealous ? Riss-Why won’t I be ?She is all over you when you came . Ben-I guess .So how is your new school treating you . Riss-I love it !I have lots of friends here .Everyone love me .There is this guy ,Darrel ...well we are texting and he is flirting with me tho he is fun to be with . Ben -He should back off !and why are you even chatting with him . Riss-Jealous much ?

“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.

"And to you as well." The woman was so rude that she just rolled her eyes at her. Rossie almost raised her brow but she decided to choose kindness today and so she smiled. Just after their introduction, the others were then introduced. While the other talked, Ellisa made her way getting closer to Rossie until they were side by side. She then tilts her head towards Rossie. "I got a bad feeling about that island girl. She's not just a snob but rather I want to knock her down and kick her," Ellisa whispered which Rossie laughed at.

Every eye went to his signet ring on my finger. “Smile,” he murmured against my ear. “Let them think you’re happy to be mine.” “I’m not.” “Lie better.” Russo found us by the ice sculpture. He was fifty, silver, and smiling like he hadn’t had his son killed last week. “Alessandro,” he said, kissing both cheeks. “You came. And you brought…” His eyes dropped to me. “Forgive me, I don’t think we’ve met.” “Isabella Rossi,” I said before Alessandro could. No fear. No apologies.