Adriana Durst Novels & Stories

I was more determined than that though, I'd go all night if I had too. It was 3 am and Max was passed out on the sofa. Still no sign of a single Megestanis, but I had found Postestas Loren's mate. Her name was written as Donatia Chiaramonti Loren and unlike every other name, it was in red ink. Her birth date, April 16th 44 AD, was also in red. "Max , wake up," I said. "Bloody hell, Max! I said wake up!" I repeated after he didn't reply.

Penelope goes up to X and snuggles under his arm. I can just strangle her right now for how vindictive she is. Adria speaks up full of curiosity “well, well, well and who do we have here?” she emits power just in her stance. One arm is full of tattoos while the other is bare. Her long black hair is to one side, she’s wearing skin-tight jeans and a cropped shirt showing off her stomach. “Don't waste your time on that one Adria, she’s a prude.” Ghost says in an offending way.

A frown line on her forehead. "Where are you headed to? It's past 9pm." She asked. " Out," Adriana answered quickly, avoiding Piper's gaze. Piper was Adriana's older sister. Piper has always been a good daughter. Went to Smith College and currently working for one of the largest law firms in NYC. She was the perfect daughter. She was uptight, way too uptight for Adriana's liking. She has always been one to steal attention, with her hazel eyes and strawberry blonde hair, which was how she bagged such a loving and handsome husband, Derek. Note the sarcasm. He's probably cheating on Piper.

"As long as I'm coming to see you, no distance is too far." "My darling is the best to me," Bella said brightly, leading her inside. On the sofa in the living room sat a middle-aged woman who looked to be in her fifties. Adriana had already guessed her identity—this was likely Patrick's mother. Mother and son did resemble each other somewhat. Politely, she greeted her. "Hello, Mrs. Louis. I'm Bella's friend, Adriana." Christina Sanders gave a slight nod, a faint, ambiguous smile on her lips. "I've seen you in the news. First, you divorced Chris Slater, then Francesco Este. Both your ex-husbands are bigshots. You certainly are capable."

Brent comments. Now that I think about it, the black-haired girl does look familiar. The four of us walk over to their table and introduce ourselves. Soon drinks are placed in front of them, and the conversation starts flowing. Her name is Everly, and she is 21. She just graduated from Duke with her MBA in business. The next few hours felt like a dream. The two of us talked, danced, and flirted. Although I swear, she acted like she couldn’t believe I was interested in her. We left the club together and ended up back at my house. __FLASHBACK END__

With a loud roar full of all the emotions that she had been feeling for the past couple of hours, Leah charged at the black dragon. The black dragon looked up in surprise to see Leah’s large red dragon aiming straight for it. Inside the black dragon, Theo seethed with his own anger and jealousy. How dare this female try to challenge him! Does she honestly think she can take him down! A little girl of barely thirty years old trying to take on a full grown male of a hundred years old was just plain laughable! She had gotten lucky back at her home when she had punched him in the face, breaking his nose. He had not been expecting her to lash out like that. But this time was different. She was ac

She had wanted to feel free for just one night, to glide beneath the water, to hear the old song echo from her throat. But she wasn’t alone. Serena had seen her. The realization had hit Nivera like a stone in the gut. It was a fleeting glimpse, yes—but it was enough. Serena had seen her shift, had seen her eyes, her shimmer, the silver mark beneath her collarbone. And Serena wasn’t just anyone. She was Alexandro’s wife. The bride of the most dangerous Alpha in the land. Nivera stopped pacing and clutched the edge of the desk, her knuckles white. What if Serena told him? What if Alexandro already knows? What if Valerian finds out I’ve exposed myself?

Waiting for her to come into the living room I can’t help but think about how cute she is when she’s flustered. Leaning back on the couch I enjoy all the images of her that run through my mind. No stop. This is supposed to be about business, you both agreed that you didn’t want a mate. I scold myself for getting heated over her. Sitting up straight when I heard her little feet skipping down the stairs, she strolls into the living room with a sweatshirt that says California on it and plaid pajama shorts that hug her perfect body. The moon goddess did a good job creating such a stunning creature, only make it harder to resist her.

Alexandra says. She notices Gerald face morph into a small smile. "Alexs. Chris asked me to call you." A third party, interrupt them. Putting a stop to there conversation. Alexandra quickly turns back, only to see a suspicious look on Karis face. Typical of Karis. "We will see before I leave," Gerald says with a calm smile. ________________________🖊 Alexandra is currently in front of the main building listening to WAP by Cardi B ft Megan Thee Stallion. Since the music was released, she couldn't stop herself from listening to it.

Jake was entirely right; if I actually meant what I said, then I shouldn’t let her tears bother me at all. I needed a distraction. Maybe doing something wild tonight would finally take my mind off this suffocating guilt. “I never thought I’d actually see you guys here tonight,” Adriana’s smooth voice sounded as she walked toward our VIP table. She was wearing a tightly fitted black bodycon dress with towering heels, her dark hair flowing elegantly down her neck. She was an undeniably sophisticated lady, and that precise elegance was exactly what had caught my attention about her in the beginning. “How are you doing, Morano?” she asked, a knowing smile playing on her lips. I knew she was stil