Phineas X Isabella Romane & Geschichten

"I'm Isabel." "The Isabel?" "I'm sorry but you've lost me. What does that mean? 'the isabel.'" I made an exaggerated expression. "Oh my goodness, you need to see your face." She broke out laughing. "The famous Isabel, mated to Alpha Xavier, I meant." "Oh," I joined her in laughing. "I think it's fair to say that I'm mated to myself, if that is even a thing? What kind of mate derives pleasure from humiliating and degrading their mate."

“And make sure you call me.“ … A few hours after Isabel left, Xin drove to Bob's house. He rushed into the house while calling Bella's name. “Isabel!“ Bob walked downstairs with a crease on his face. “What do you want in my house?“ He asked coldly. Xin looked around him. “I am sorry, uncle. Is Bella here?“ He asked. But Bob gave him a slap in the face. It was the first time he had the courage to do that. “Don't you call me that again! And she is not your wife anymore. Leave!“ He said. Xin held his cheek in shock. He was silent for a while before he sighed. “I'm sorry about everything. I just want to talk to her,” he said.

Isabella said, her eyes narrowing as they landed on me, and for a split second, I saw a flash of pure, unadulterated terror in her gaze before she masked it with a smirk. "This is Lyra, my new Executive Secretary, and she is the reason Elias Marcus is currently being fitted for a pair of handcuffs, so I suggest you keep your comments to yourself," Xavier replied, while he walked over to the little girl and knelt down to give her a brief, stiff hug.

Isabella "Dear friends and family, we are gathered here today to witness and celebrate the union of our very own Isabella Vega and Max Blackwell," Father Raffaele begins as soon as the choir finishes off the song. Words can't describe how I felt when I first heard it playing behind the closed doors. Max has really outdone himself this time.

Isabella's eyes brightened, and she giggled as she looked away, unable to look at him. “Wanna dance?” He asked her, placing his wine on the table. “Y-yes, if you don't mind,” She replied, and Xavier went closer to her. Immediately her breathing hitched, she was intensely hypnotized by his charm. Even the young-she wolves are having eyes on him. “You are beautiful,” Xavier flattered, and she rested her forehead against his chest. Meanwhile, Tinsely was playing with some children at the party, her heart slightly hurting when she recalled her dead child.

I asked and he stared at me for a while before nodding his head, he wanted to protest or complain about something but decided not to talk as he dialed Maya's number. I impatiently waited as the phone rang and soon before the ring ended she picked up the phone. "Hey" Xavier greeted and put the phone on a loud speaker. "Xavier I'm so done for, I can't seem to find Isabella anywhere" she cried from the other side of the phone. Xavier tilted his head to look at me before returning his face to the phone. "Isabella is with me" he said and I heard her exhaled a sigh of relief. "Why didn't you call me to tell me earlier you punk!" She cussed as he laughed-cried.

I’m not even paying attention to the screen. She laughs at a joke and I press a kiss to her temple. My phone rings. I glance at the caller ID and gently shift her off me. “Sorry. Just a quick one.” She nods, reaching for the remote to lower the volume. I step into my bedroom and close the door behind me before I answer. “Isabella.” “Good afternoon, Xavier.” “Afternoon. What’s going on?” She sounds polite. Smooth. Calculated, as always. “I’ve been thinking about our arrangement,” she says. “I know we agreed to hold off until after your fashion show before making anything public. But I think we should start going on a few dates. Nothing major. Just enough to make the engagement seem gradual. N

“What's your name? “he broke the ice and said it like it was nothing. “Are you asking me? “I took a hearing aid out of my ear. “Yes, who else would I ask that question to if it's just the two of us going here? “This time he took off his glasses and wanted to penetrate me with his eyes, they were honey colored, but I could perceive something else about him, something that only us women can feel when a guy tries to see you with that mischievousness. “My name is Isabella, but I feel better if you just call me Isa," I answered kindly, "What's your name?

Even tho things started off on a rough foot, it is going quite smoothly now. He and Isabella of course could always have little argument about this and that but could always settle shortly after. He loved Isabella with his life and hates staying mad at her, he despites her staying mad at him too and could always do anything and everything to make her happy. He exhaled. "Man, you have been thinking. What gave you been thinking of?" Peter asked. Peter is Paul's twin brother who had travelled and married in Africa but returned recently with his family to washington. Peter is also Nathaniel's childhood friend.

(Warning:18+) Rosaline’s P.O.V. “Looking for this, love?“, Xavier said, his voice was strangely calm. I gulped in fear. ‘No Rosaline stay strong’, my conscience encouraged me. I inhaled a sharp breath and turned around. I looked in his eyes and spoke sternly, “How did you have my phone?” Xavier raised an eyebrow and stared me back intensely. I won’t get scared of him no matter what. I can’t spend the rest of my life with a murderer.