Tpn Isabella Novels & Stories

“We are performing two surgeries at the same time! Can you make it until 9:20?! Feeling dizzy, I still managed to stand up and do my routine while talking on the phone. “Just make it stable, I am coming.” As I start driving, realizations strike me. Maybe, I was really born to steal someone’s property, as my name. STELLA, STEAL. I am Stella Louisse Ocampo, a cardiothoracic surgeon. Funny, how I can literally stitch others heart when I cannot even fix my own.

Isabella! My body reacted before my mind caught up. I was in her room in seconds, shoving open the door without a second thought And looked around frantically, what I saw made my heart stop. Isabella was collapsed on the shower floor, naked, soaking wet, and trembling violently. Tears streamed down her face as she gripped her head, her entire body was convulsing. “L-Luca,” she sobbed, eyes wide with pain. “M-Make it stop!”

And standing at the center of the cameras, draped in a white wool coat that looked like a coronation robe, was Isabella. She didn't run to Julian. She didn't check for injuries. She walked straight toward me, her eyes narrowed into lethal slits. "Elara Vance," Isabella said, her voice loud enough for the reporters to catch. "I suppose we should thank you for... 'assisting' our Alpha during this unfortunate terrorist attack. Though it’s curious how trouble seems to follow you like a stray dog." She stepped closer, her scent of jasmine spiked with a sharp, aggressive note of challenge. She leaned in, her nose twitching.

"We’re safe for now. But Elara... the tablet." He handed her the tactical device he’d been carrying. It had finally reconnected to the ship’s internal satellite link. The signal for Isabella hadn't just reappeared. It was moving. But it wasn't moving toward the water. It was moving toward Zurich. "Beatrice," Elara whispered. "She didn't kill Isabella. she captured her. She’s taking her back to the 'Sanatorium' where she was exiled the first time." Lucian looked at the dark horizon through the hangar doors. "She’s using Isabella as bait. She knows I’ll come for her. She wants me back on her turf, where the Five Families have absolute control."

I said with a smile as I watched him leave. —---------------------------------------------------- Vanessa came back a few hours later. I told her everything…about me and Ronan, the little charade with Mavis, and what had just happened between Kaden and Isabella. “Isabella needs to go,” she said immediately. I jumped and covered her mouth to keep her quiet. “Shhh, she’s inside.” “Girl, I don’t care. She doesn’t mind her effing business.” “She’s just pregnant…that’s how it usually is, or so I’ve heard.”

Surrounded by her trusted allies and backed by her father's unwavering support, Isabella was prepared to seize the opportunity and make her mark. Despite the murky motivations stirring within her, Isabella found herself oddly invigorated by the prospect of returning to Nixon Tech. There was an unrelenting eagerness pulsating through her veins, fueled by a burning desire to confront Elena head-on, claws unsheathed. The mere thought of facing her arch-nemesis sent a surge of adrenaline coursing through Isabella's being.

Next to it? A photograph. One was a faded photograph of a girl laughing, her eyes bright. Her hair whipping in the wind. The next was a current photo. Isabella, leaving Jaxon Corp with Damian Knight And a note scrawled in ink: Phase One: Complete.

she complimented. "Thank you," Isabella replied with a smile. "Answering your question, I saw the post about needing a roommate. Is this apartment 88? Sarah's building complex?" Tiana asked Isabella and she nodded in response. "Yes it is." "Well, I'm sorry for coming unannounced, I saw the post and I was so desperate for a house so I came with my luggages. I'm ready to pay the amount needed. Let me know the procedures so we can start. My name is Tiana by the way" The girl extended her hands for a handshake.

👀👀👀] EM: [? TESSA: [wait is this a vacation or a drama???] Isabella, of course, is the fastest. ISABELLA: [why am i only hearing about this NOW] ISABELLA: [you get kidnapped in santorini and now you’re flying to LA like a telenovela star] ISABELLA: [DO YOU PLAN ON ALMOST DYING IN EVERY PRETTY CITY IN THE WORLD?] I type while yawning. KR: [official reason: abuelo’s birthday. unofficial reason: watching bretta fight with maternity dresses and mama]

(Guys, from here inwards, Isabella will be called Bella. Enjoy!) Years ago Isabella Grey was 6 years old when her mother died. It was barely three months after her mother's death that her father brought home another wife. They even had a daughter who is a year older than Isabella. Her new mother was none other than her mother's best friend aunt May.