Rizzoli & Isles Fanfiction Novels & Stories

he said against her hair. Her hands went on his which were around her and tried to remove them. “Don’t touch me!” she said gritting her teeth. "Errr Luke, I think I should go," Rizza said. That was when Luke remembered the woman’s presence. He turned, bringing Isabelle with him to look at her. One of his arms was snaked on Isabelle’s back. With narrowed eyes, Isabelle glared at Rizza and she noticed that she had gone pale. She thought that it was because of shame or fear since awhile ago she was probably doing something nasty with her husband. That thought fueled her anger.

"I'll have it for you by tomorrow morning." As I stand to leave, Rafael adds, "Isabella has expressed interest in meeting with you. Perhaps dinner sometime this week." A test, clearly. Isabella Rossi is dangerous—far more dangerous than Rafael himself in many ways. She was the architect of my demise, whispering doubts in Rafael's ear, convincing him I couldn't be trusted. The thought of sitting across from her, breaking bread while she remains oblivious to who I really am, sends a thrill of dark anticipation through me.

‎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.

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.

Her lips slightly parted. The air between them crackled. By morning, it was everywhere. “Old Flames? Blackwell and Wilde Heat Up Gala.” “Revenge Romance or Business act?” #Islian was trending in the whole internet Elena barged into Isla’s office with a tablet. “You broke the internet.” Isla, seated in her glass office with an espresso, she didn’t even blink. “Let them talk.” “You looked like you were about to kiss him,” Elena muttered. “Was it... real?”

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.”

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.

He said in a warning tone and Jessy scoffed with disbelief taking her arm away from him. "You asked them to take her away" She asked. "She tried to hurt the Alpha" Fillion said without pity. "But she didn't hurt him, you don't know what she's being through, why do this to her" Jasmine was already in tears. Fillion passed her a look and he turned to walk away. Isla stood there like a statue mouth opened as she tried to digest everything that took place slowly. She just came here and the first scene she's meeting is the murder of her bestfriend's fiance.

"Isabella..." "Goodbye Daniel... I'm moving out" she stated and rushed out of the room. What's wrong with her? She longed to hug him, kiss him, and tell him how much she loved him but here she was doing the opposite, she hated that he had deceived her this way but she hated more that he wasn't who she thought he was. She wanted a normal life and a normal husband, not a husband that could get shot at any moment nor was she looking for a husband that ruled the mafia world, she wanted a husband that could come home every day and they'll sleep cuddling each other but she cannot have that with Nikolai Klaus. Their one-year contract will be over very soon and she will divorce him but for now, livi

Isabella It seems like Arden was avoiding me because I didn't see him the whole week leading up to the wedding. He stopped having his meals in the dining hall with the family and rarely comes out or maybe not even in the pack house. Though a part of me felt happy while the other part of me, especially my wolf Sia wanted to perceive his scent and also be close to his mate. And I have also become quite close with Lance and Violet more like they were my best friends. And sometimes Violet spends her free time gisting and staying with me. And Lance on the other hand was more of a brother. He always makes sure to share all the pack information with me.