Novels by Arianna

The whips landed hard on her bare thighs, and she cried out again. She was tied to a chair and was being viciously whipped in a cold, single-lit room. The lashes came harder on her thighs, leaving bloodied lines. She was exhausted and every part of her body ached. But there wasn't an end to her misery. There didn't seem to be. The door opened and two figures walked inside. Three more lashes landed on her thighs and then they stopped. Her eyes were weakly shut and her breathing was very laboured. At this point, she feared she might die. “Is she ready to speak?” The calm, reverberating baritone spiked up something inside her. She forced her eyes open, staring at the figures. And then slowly the taller one came closer, until the light shone on him. Lucy couldn't believe her eyes. It was him — the man at the balcony. He still had the shades on. “I’ll take it that you're ready to speak.” He said, looking right at her. “How long have you been working here?”“Th…three days.”“Right.

The ache in Lucy's back and shoulders increased as she wiped the already sparkling floor harder. “Is that all you got?!” The woman yelled again. She sent her whip flying and it landed hard on Lucy's back. The pain stung like hell, almost knocking her breath away. She collapsed on the floor, squirming in pain.“Get serious!” The woman yelled. Lucy shoved down the pain and began scrubbing the floor even harder. After her awful ordeal with the creepy man who wanted to sleep with her, she was brought here. It was a castle-like mansion. She was turned into a maid who barely had time to eat, sleep, or catch her breath. It's been two days of endless torture from Ma'am Nicole, the woman who owned the voice in that room that day. She was pained by the money she lost that night. And she was taking it out on Lucy. Growing up with a Father who physically abused her made Lucy kinda tough to some of the beatings. But not the whips. Those things had a special kind of spine-busting pain. Tear

The tension in the room was because of the presence of the man whose name was feared to be mentioned by men of his calibre. Commoners wouldn't dare utter the name, but they'd piss their pants when they hear it. He was feared, dreaded, obeyed to a fault, and worshipped. “What exactly are we looking for, Boss?” His right-hand man, Locke, asked as he flipped the pages of the ledger. Domenico Stone was standing close to the window, basking in the warm breeze of the summer. The dark shades on his eyes concealed the fact that those eyes were useless. He was blind; that was his only disadvantage in life. “Proof that Blaze is embezzling the L.A casino's funds.” Domenico replied with an edgy voice. His Italian accent gets thicker by the day. He was the only Italian amongst the Stone brothers. Half-Italian. But he loved leaning more into his Italian side than his American side. That was one of the reasons the Italian mafia was backing him up in his fight to become the official Don of the

Lucy found herself staring a bit longer at the man who'd just walked in. His intimidating height and unnerving aura brewed an intense panic inside her. But it wasn't just that, it was the outfit. It was the hilt of a dagger in his belt and the gun next to it. It was the menacing black attire that all four of the men wore. But the one who walked in behind her had a rich, fur coat over his, making him somewhat superior. She could see the tattoos across his left breast because he'd left the buttons of his inner shirt open. The letters and the cross symbol rested firmly on his shirt. Lucy knew to be terrified. They weren't ordinary men. Those symbols…she'd seen them once in the papers. They belonged to the Stone Brotherhood, the most ruthless gangsters of the century. “What took you so long?” The man asked with a smile that would pass for charming if he didn't have a cold, dangerous glint in his eyes. He brushed past her, leaving behind the intoxicating scent of his cologne. Lucy in

“How dare you try to stop me, you ungrateful bitch?!”That voice. That yell. The dangerous anger behind it made Lucy abruptly halt in her tracks. She knew the voice. It was her Father's. And the low whimpering, shushed voice in the background of that chaos was her mother's. Tears welled up in Lucy's eyes as she stared at her house. Going inside would mean being on the receiving end of her Father's abuse too.She's been receiving it since she was five. Lucy wasn't sure if it began earlier, but as far as her memory went, he began hurting her when she was five.One time, he smacked her face so hard that he made her lose two teeth forcefully. It was one hell of an excruciating pain for a five-year-old. She recalled crying every night and her mother would hold her convulsing body so tightly. And from then on, it got worse. She got punched, hit with a belt, stomped on, and had her hair yanked so bad. All by her Father. She couldn't hate him back then. Because her Mother would always ma

"Who knows..Maybe the moon goddess has finally showed you mercy and our future luna queen is near by... "Ray smacks the back of Karl's head."Ouch!""I don't have a mate, if I have one I'd have met her already!"Karl groans and shrug."Who knows, she might be from another pack"Ray sneers at him and laughs nervously.. then his body suddenly went rigid.. his eyes glazed.It stays that way for a few minutes before he blinks and faces Ray."Ray, alpha King just mind-link me.. he wants you to come back now"Ray frown wondering why his father didn't mind-link him instead... then he remembers that he blocked his mind-link."Did he say why he wants me back?""No"Ray takes a deep breath and gets up."Let's go!"Alpha King's mansion....!Alpha King sits on a sofa... Luna queen sits next to him, peeling an orange.The door open and Ray walks in... He slumps on a sofa."Ray.. you're here!" His mother exclaims happily.He smiles briefly at her and turn to his father."You sent for me?" He asked

Stacey's POV"Darling! We are home!" Dylan yells as we step in the living room.Immediately, Josh walks out from the kitchen with a sandwich in his right hand.My stomach growls at the sight of the sandwich... Dylan and I reach for it at once... I turned to him with a glare.He ignores me and faces Josh."You know me too well, darling!" He gasp dramatically and falls on Josh's shoulder.I shudder and gave him a disgusting look... Watching him tryna act cute wanna make me puke!"At this point in time.. only your sandwich can save me" he said.He reaches out his hand."Here.. sandwich, come to papa!"Josh pushes him away and dust his shoulder.. then he turns to me with a smile."For you, Stacey" he turns to Dylan. "Go into the kitchen yourself if you want one!""Thanks, Josh" he nods and raffles my hair.Josh stares at us with his mouth wide open... I guess he's looking for the right words to say.He nods and pretends to be hurt.. he clenched his jaw and blinked his eyes like he's tryin

The third person's pov"Stop there!" A guard stops Joshua as he's about to walk through a gate.The guard access him and sniffs the air."You're not a rogue.. who are you?" The guard asked."I'm Joshua Rivera!""That's not what I mean!" The guard retort harshly.Joshua smiles... He studies the guard and shakes his head.He must be a new guard! He thought."Which pack are you from? And what's your rank? And why did you come to the Alpha King's mansion?!"Joshua rolled up his sleeve and shows the guard a small faded wolf's head tattoo on his arm.... The guard's eyes grows wide as recognition flash across his eyes."I'm Joshua Rivera... from crescent moonstone pack... from the royal spy's family!"The guard bows his head immediately he realizes Joshua's rank is far higher than his."I'm so..sorry, Mr spy.. how may I help you?" He stutters a little."I want to see the alpha King!"The guard nods..."I'll inform him!"The guard rushes in and came out after a few minutes."Mr spy, this way,

Dylan turns to me with a frown... Josh can't turn as he's driving, so he looks at me from the rearview mirror."Are you sure you're ok?" Dylan asked."You can tell us anything," Josh said.There's a moment of silence, they both wait for my reply."I think I saw something in the woods!"They both shared a look, and Dylan turns back to me."There's nothing in the woods, Stacey...your mind must be playing tricks on you," he said."Really?""Yeah.. maybe you're still thinking about the nightmare"Hmm...that makes sense. It must be I'm just paranoid...I need to get that stupid picture off my head.I reach for my phone and earbuds in my backpack...and begin to go through my playlists."How about we resume your therapy sessions when we're settled in New Orleans?" Will suggest."No!" I replied."Why?""It won't make any difference""Stacey...."I ignore him and put on my earbuds and decide to play stuck with you by Justin Bieber and Ariana Grande.I won’t attend any therapy...I have tried it

Stacey's POVRunning... running... running!I can't turn back, I'm scared..too scared to look back.It's coming behind me, at a massive speed…I once turned and saw its red eyes and I couldn't look at it twice.I'm tired but I must go on if I wanna stay alive...I must continue running.Stacey, run! Keep running! She yells from behind me.I increased my pace, running faster than before...I can't get caught.Run! Don't look back! He urges me.Just run! They both urged me.I heard a thud but didn't turn back...the heavy footsteps stops, but not for long..it continues again.I'm panting and running out of breath but that didn't stop me...I must get out of here.Zita! I heard his panicked cry.I stop running abruptly and turn back....my eyes grew wide, and my mouth hangs open as I couldn't process what was happening.Zita! He cried again....and the reality of what's happening dawned on me.It has finally caught up with them...she lay on the ground with its might forming over her... barring