Novel & Cerita Vampire Diaries Isobel

They knew fully well that we were all werewolves there and anything they whispered would be heard clearly by everyone and I think it was because of this they had to fall back to whatever language they were speaking whenever they had to speak privately. While the elders talked, I turned slowly to look at Isabella. She sat rigidly with her eyes on me, watching carefully with her observing eyes, when our eyes met, she nodded slowly, a sign of her approval of what I was doing. We both knew that if I could find Logan and return him to his pack, I would atone for the bloodshed I caused at the Ravensong pack through the rogues.

Need air now. “Isabella, everything’s ok.” His voice was soothing but she couldn't be fooled. Not anymore. “Get away from me.” Isabella said, unable to believe her eyes. She backed away farther until she hit the wall behind her. There was nowhere else to go. She’d managed to back herself into a corner. And he was coming toward her, slowly, but steadily. Oh, Jesus Christ! Her throat dried up. Her vocal cords froze. She had to face facts now. She couldn’t deny it any longer. Vampires were real. She had made love to a vampire. She had been dating a vampire. Dracula. A vampire.

As she ran down the hall, she realized that she had been a fool to think she could ever truly have him. Vlad Darkclaw was not a man to be owned, and in her desperation, she had awakened a part of him that even he couldn’t control. And as the echo of his cold command followed her down the corridor, Isabella knew one thing for certain—she would never cross him again. ******************

"Who was it? Was it one of the Alpha's warriors? Cecilia, you really are shameless." I was just about to tell him the truth when Isabella suddenly screamed and crouched down. "It's hot!" Lukas immediately released me and ran to her. Soup splashed all over the floor. Isabella leaned obediently against him before shooting me a smug look. I ignored them and walked away. In my previous life, Isabella had been involved with more than one werewolf. Cain had long since investigated everything, which was why he refused to let Lukas mark her.

"Mother, I know you'll be disappointed when you get this, furious even.But I can't get married to Xavier when he sees me as a spoilt brat.He should respect me.My decision to delaying this wedding would make him realize that I'm a jewel and I should be cherished.I'm not coming back until he learns to treat me like a queen" Isobel's body almost slumped on the floor but Miguel quickly held her. "Alisha has killed me"She choked out. "If this is what she wants, I think you should understand, and everyone knows Xavier is a ruthless billionaire,this isn't her fault"

"I need to get back to my mate — that's all. Before I can do that, I need to tend to the kingdom first." Isobel reached into her chest to hold on to her necklace, running the crystal moon along the chain. She baited me to look by doing this, but I knew better than to give in to that urge. Isobel had been playing this game for a long time. My lycan didn't trust her, and right now, he was snarling inside me. "The kingdom that's falling apart without you having a strong mate by your side?"

“Isabella is not my girlfriend, and I didn't marry you to be her blood bank.” “Huh?!” “Isabella is my friend; she helped me discover myself; that's why when I thought you bullied her, I had to defend her.” “Then how does our blood match?” I couldn't think straight. “Isabella is a pureblood werewolf; she is very different from us; instead of flesh, she feeds on blood sometimes for faster healing.” “She's a vampire?”

“What are you looking for?” “I thought…I thought I saw someone…” she glanced back at me sharply. “Was there someone else down here?” “Uh, no. Just me.” I answered lightly, nudging her closer to the stairs. “Are you sure?” she asked, as we started back up. “You weren’t…you weren’t talking to anyone?” Yes. Yes I was, actually. I was talking to a vampire; a really hot vampire. I shook my head, as I followed her up the last few steps, avoiding her nervous glances at me, and plastering a smile on my face. “Nope.”

More precisely, a woman named Isabella Rasandy. It was the first time Kendrick [imprinted] someone. It is said that, if a werewolf imprints someone, then he will give his whole life for that person. Kendrick and Isabella started a family. Their happiness became complete after the birth of their child, Lunafreya Fabulen Zacharias. Initially, their life was filled with happiness. Until Aaron becomes too thirsty for power and begins to experiment by forcing demon spirits to possess human bodies.

Now, Anton led his family with a stern hand, every decision calculated to ensure their survival in a world that had long since turned its back on their kind. Isabella Devereux, the matriarch of another family, was a vampyre of French origin. Her beauty was legendary, her elegance unmatched, but beneath her polished exterior lay a heart as cold as the grave. She was fiercely protective of her family, and her loyalty to Percy was born out of a deep respect for the vampyre who had managed to find a place for them in this new world. But there was a darkness in Isabella, a hunger that she struggled to control—a hunger that had driven her to the brink of madness more than once.