Lady Isabella Novels & Stories

Isabella sent out her invitation to some of the nobles' families in the kingdom and some other people she knew. She already has a beautiful dress since the party will be held in the next two days. Lily came into the room and gave Isabella what was in her hand. “Are you sure no one sees you?” Isabella asked; he needed to be cautious. "Yes, milady,” she replied. Isabella smiled as she looked at what Lily gave her. A malicious smile graced her lips.

I kept myself composed, my irritation in check. He continued. “For centuries, tradition has served us. Our Luna is not merely a symbol. She is legacy. She is bloodline. She is the continuation of a sacred role.” I felt Lila still beside me. “There is another,” Halric said. “Lady Isabella. Noble-born. Loyal. Endowed with the spiritual gifts of her bloodline. Her bond to the previous Luna lends her additional legitimacy. She is a female with pedigree.” I clenched my jaw hard enough to crack the enamel.

“After all, she is very important to me.” Isabella couldn’t roll her eyes fast enough. “When you’re ready for a real lady, Felix,” she said calmly, leveling her icy stare with his, “You know where to find me.” She strutted out of the kitchen, still fanning herself. Felix snorted at her exit and shook his head. “Never mind her,” he said to me softly. “She’s all bark and no bite.” She’s definitely got bite, I thought to myself, remembering the tea kettle incident. Lady Isabella might have had a pleasant and charming exterior, but there was definitely venom lurking underneath. If nothing else, tonight served as a reminder to watch my back around that particular c

I will not kneel. Then came the sound—soft, deliberate footsteps echoing against the stone. Too light to be a guard. Too confident to be her father. And when the door creaked open, you could almost feel the air shift. Isabella glided inside, carrying a lantern that threw long shadows across the walls. She wore no crown, no jewels—just a simple dress that made her beauty seem sharper, more dangerous. Her lips curled into a smile. “Oh, Adriana. You poor thing. How quickly the lioness finds herself caged.”

Isabella stood outside in the garden, confused out of her mind. "What just happened? I was standing near that lake. How did I get here?" She thought outloud. A maid who was just coming inside the house, saw Isabella and misunderstood her as Arabella. "Miss Arabella? You came back from the run? Come on inside. Your mother and grandmother are waiting for you" the Maid ushered a confused Isabella inside the house. Isabella followed the maid with a confused frown on her face. Elvina is Arabella's mother and Doris is her mother's mother, her grandmother.

Rebecca had gone hysterical two years ago and wanted to destroy everything because of Cedric's imprisonment. Now, she was here to see Isabella?! "Here's your chance." In an instant, Lily's icy demeanor disappeared as she said to Isabella, "She's a key figure. I believe in your abilities." She was referring to Isabella's abilities not only to captivate men but also to handle their families. Isabella already felt uneasy, and the heavy feeling in her chest only intensified after hearing Lily's words. Lily left, and soon, Rebecca entered. When she looked at Isabella, her expression was cold and hard.

Her hands trembled slightly. She crossed her arms tightly over her chest, standing tall against the imposing figure of Leo. Her lips curled into a defiant smirk, but her eyes betrayed the turmoil brewing inside her. “What do you want me to say, Leo?” she asked, her voice sharp yet controlled. “That I'll just stand by and watch you chase after someone who doesn't deserve you? Lucy is my maid, and—” Leo cut her off, stepping closer, his voice slicing through her words like a blade. “Just because she's your maid doesn't mean she can't become my mate.” His tone was firm, and the intensity in his eyes made Isabella falter for a split second.

He then asked to know where Isabella lives but the receptionist couldn't disclose the location. "Sir, I don't know where she lives. Only her secretary does, you can go ask her." That was the receptionist way of making Nathaniel go away. With the right description, Nathaniel went up to Isabella's office to see her secretary on sit. The secretary, Maltida stood up from her sit in awe. She thought an Angel just entered the floor. She stared at him with her mouth widely patted open and watched as he approached her. "Hi, you're Isabella's secretary right?" Nathaniel asked bringing out his card.

In English. Isabella felt the urge to leave at the moment since this was getting too much that she could take. She stepped aside and waited for the lady to walk through. The lady smiled at her, and Isabella bowed her head, scared of being caught stealing a glance at her as she walked away. As the lady passed through the door, the old-man spanked her ass, and she yelped, then muffled a moan and walked away, swaggering her hips for him while the old-man watched her until she faded away into the elevator then blew a kiss at her.

His eyes were meek cajoling her that she could speak to him . “ Nothing Dad. I'll take my leave now.” Isabella replies hastily then left where she stood descending the glass tile stairs. Isabella reached out for her M&M black designer bag on the sofa she sat on . Her eyes met Luther's . She broke off the contact by wearing her dark shades and proceeds to walk out. “ Are you leaving ? ” Luther asks her while she blinks her eyes in unbelief wondering if he threw such questions at her . She swallows hard as red contour filled her face ,her eye balls was not left out either .