Adriana Durst Novels & Stories

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..." "Mortal!" The guard puppet beside him said, which made me look at it. Well, I guess it's better that I am tagged as a mortal. I can keep a low profile. "Your dress looks like that of a witch." The guard smiled at me and turned to face Feirro, who was standing beside me. "My name is Feirro Erickson, and I'm from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a werewolf!" The guard puppet looked at him and verified, "Werewolf!"

Irina said, and Gabriella shook her head at the girl. “I have been held captive for years, a few days should have done you justice.” She said, rolling her eyes. “You failed to influence Arianna,” Mariana said, and Gabriella sighed. “A failure on my part, but you have done well with yours.” She said, looking at the dark Alpha, Alpha Lucius as he entered the room. “Nevertheless, we only need the huntress, and then we can end their filthy bloodline.” He said, his silver eyes meeting Gabriella’s. “Our war is nearly done, our waiting as well.”

She said, and I looked down at my feet. “While I am an outsider, Luna, I do believe that I have grown more into the pack than most of the pack members. You know, I have been around for the past ten years, it doesn’t make me a stranger anymore, does it?” She said, looking at Luna Claudia. “Plus, it is not like this pack is even ten years…” “Naya…” the woman froze as she heard Beta Giovanni behind her. Her eyes met mine for a second, and though she was quiet, I could see the devious spark in her gaze.

The iron gates shut behind them with a heavy metallic groan — a sound that felt final, like a door closing on whatever fragile peace the night before had left. Inside the car, Adriana sat opposite him, her wrists folded tightly in her lap. She wore black again — a sharp, fitted blazer, trousers, and a silk blouse the color of old blood. The bruises on her neck hadn’t fully faded, and the cut along her cheekbone was still raw. She hadn’t covered it. She wanted them to see. Damian’s gaze lingered on her longer than it should have. The darkness under her eyes, the set of her jaw — she looked like someone who had survived a storm only to march straight into another.

“You don’t think it’s weird that we’re literally in the same club?” Adrian ignored me, watching Dante wave a hand toward a dancer approaching the edge of the stage. My phone pinged again. Dante: I sent someone your way. I thought Adrian could use some entertainment. And hope you enjoy the distraction. Distraction? I looked up. A dancer in glittering lingerie moved toward Adrian. Her eyes were locked on him. She stopped right in front of him, smiling like she already owned his soul. “You’re Adrian, right?” she said, smiling.

- Adriana said gritting her teeth . " Fine if you say so they said today our both sections are combined and here this fat cow is behaving like he is the leader " " Shit Then Who is the first period today ?" " Don't know but 2 nd hour is handsome hunk .Oh my your handsome husband "- Adriana blushed . That's when she drowned into reality that handsome hunk was sitting beside her the whole time . " Ok I will be there "- She ended the call biting her lips nervously .

Adriana da Costa. Sylvia could still see those cold, reptilian eyes, that skinny, lanky body. Xavier had dated the Brazilian supermodel briefly in New York several years ago, while Sylvia was his live-in personal assistant. She could still hear Adriana’s pouting voice. Why do you keep calling here? Stop calling. Find the whiskey, you stupid cow. Xavier always gets thirsty after sex. Sylvia cleared her throat. ‘Adriana da Costa, the bikini model.’

" Don't talk about him. He doesn't love me and I no longer love him too, I don't care if I die unmarked like old Maddie, my only mission on Earth is revenge." Adriana found her way to the pack amongst the dancing crowd and finally found Laura. "Adriana, why are you wet?" Laura asked, taking a good look at her. "I... I fell into the pool, can you lead me to where we are going to be staying overnight, I need to have a good rest" " Sure" Laura led Adriana to the lodge and Adriana tiredly fell onto the warm bed. She didn't attempt to remove her wet clothes or dry her hair, she just wanted to sleep and go out of this world for a few hours.

I was going to be the one to do it one way or the other, I needed to play this game. The door opened without warning, and I quickly slipped back into character, fragile, sweet, grateful. I looked up with wide eyes as the woman I had come to destroy stepped into the room. Sienna De Luca. She didn’t speak right away. Her gaze swept over me, taking in the sight of me still in the robe the maids had given me. She looked too calm, too unreadable. I exposed my leg just enough for her to see it, to know that I was this exposed, this easily seen to him. But I knew that Damon would not be foolish. He would not tell her that he was here. I would have to be the one to do it.