A/N This is my first story, so please read and enjoy, for now I plan to update weekly ( I have 8 chapters written so far) this is just the prologue and first chapter ... so please read and review, I don't want to continue unless I get a response... but even one person is worth it. Hope you enjoy and I warn you that the characters (mostly Bella) may be a little OC, hopefully for the better ;)

Prologue:

My middle name was...Scarlet. Around here Scarlet isn't the best name. It's usually given to harlots, but I can assure anyone that I am not a harlot. Although my parents have an act for correct propriety, my name was a given. When I was born, I was very sick, mother and father were becoming desperate for the solution. London's best doctors couldn't fix the problem, and I was decided to be deseeded in a week or so.

Asking around, Father came across and old women. Her name was Scarlet. She said that she could cure me, father and mother brought me down in secrecy, a duke and duchess should not be seen in such circumstances. The old woman looked at me and said "Yes you're the one" she took me from my mother and whispered something under her breath and made me drink something, I instantly began getting better, father and mother were overwhelmed with joy. Before the lady gave me back she told them "Her name shall be Scarlet." Father was outraged, the name was highly improper. Mother was the one who agreed she was so thankful that I was alive. Then the lady placed a gold ring with a scarlet looking gems in crested on the front, hanging on a delicate gold chain around my neck. The name Scarlet was carved inside.

When father and mother got home, father raged over the name. They came up with a solution; my Isabella. No one should know about my middle name, and no one did. Father told me when I became of the age of 8 to throw the ring away, but I never could. To this day father doesn't know I have it; no one does, well accept him, the man I was forbidden to love, but never failed to. He knew, then again he knew everything, even then I wouldn't have thought names could define, or ruin us. Yet it seems him and I have learned just that.