Isabella Miller Novels & Stories

Today I can't hide from him because Isabella says we are going to his house to sign some paper work for my working in the club. We are a now entering a beautiful mansion. Wow the mansion is beautiful and to side it has a pool and it is just wow. I see two guards standing at the gate holding a gun, wow Mr. Miller must be richer than I thought. Isabella give me small, I love her already, she looks beautiful in her yellow dress and it shows a small baby bump. She looks so cute, I on the other hand is wearing a peach dress and brown boot heels. When we got to the door I just straighten my back, a lady in her fifties opened the door,

Another one screamed "Oh please,it's probably not him. They are not in the same level please" "What do you mean? There's nothing wrong with Anna,you're just jealous coz she's prettier than you!" Aurora shouted at the one who made the bad comment "Aurora please" Annabella muttered and Aurora scoffed. Everyone set to work after that Annabella sighed out and wore her apron,somehow she still wondered if the man is the Thadeus or just a random Thadeus. •••• Gregor's island is probably one of the biggest one would ever see,it's all painted in pure white with no single stain on it,people prefer calling it a paradise coz its just extraordinary

"There was even a woman who moved into Isabella's home while she was still married, who gloated about stealing another woman's husband, who made it her mission to make Isabella feel worthless.” The room was dead silent now. Everyone knew he was talking about someone specific. Eyes started searching for guilty faces. "But Isabella rose above all of it. She walked away with her head high and built something beautiful from nothing. She's an inspiration and I'm proud to call her my sister." Julian's smile was sharp now. "And anyone who hurt her should be very, very worried about what comes next." Elena tried to leave during the applause but reporters blocked her exit, cameras flashing, questions

"The Bureau wants the paper trail to build a case. But Isabella isn't looking to close the book, Miller. She’s looking to rewrite it. She’s letting us take her father out of the equation so she can take his seat at the table." "Then we arrest her too," Miller snapped flatly. "She’s a syndicate accessory. If she attempts to secure the financial assets, she goes in the cage right next to her father." "You haven't seen her handle an iron, Miller," Dante growled, his eyes narrowing into slits of pure stone. "She dropped a Marcone hitman from ten meters with a compact Beretta while taking fire from a gantry. She didn't blink. She didn't hesitate. And ten minutes later, she put two rounds into an

responded the lady. "hello. I'm Angela smith. nice to meet you?" started I. "oh God. daddy." responded she. "just let her in honey. you don't want Beth to find her standing at the door." "sure... sorry miss smith. my name is um... Jennifer miller. please come in."

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

SERA Isabella was a goddess. Everybody wanted to be like her, including me. I wanted to be loved like her, to be seen by my father like her but obviously, I was asking for too much, a whole lot if we were being honest. Isabella is my stepsister, and it's her twenty-fifth birthday. She had pulled in half of Manhattan's elite — jewels, perfume, laughter that cost money. I had ironed my best dress for the evening, a plain navy thing that had been washed so many times the colour had started apologizing for itself.

From Isabella Rossi. 【A PUBLIC APOLOGY TO MS. ELENA MORRISON AND THE RESIDENTS OF THE OREGON COASTAL TOWN】 【I, Isabella Rossi, acted out of personal malice toward Ms. Elena Morrison (formerly Elara Vance). I maliciously collected and distributed her private photos and false rumors. This has caused severe damage to her reputation and life, and has disturbed the peace of your community. I deeply regret my actions and now formally apologize. I promise to take full legal responsibility...】

and then Gabriel looks at me. I clear my throat and move a step toward her, holding my hand for a handshake. "Hello Belle, I'm Isabella Montenegro. Gabriel's new executive assistant." I give her my professional smile. Hate or not, I still have to work professionally with her. That's how it works.