Adriana Durst Novels & Stories

"Who is it? Tell me. What do they want? What did your mother do to them? Are they punishing her for something?" "It's my fault," Natalia trembled, wiping her tears. "I'm heading towards the garden because the nosy staff wouldn't stop eavesdropping and walking around." "Her name is Sophia. She's a psychopath and has been obsessed with Adonis. If we don't act fast before the two-hour time frame elapses, I'm afraid we'll lose more." "Oh," her dad cried. "But why is Adonis not around? Why can't he take his calls?"

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

a woman insisted while pointing at me. My blood suddenly warmed at what she said. I looked hard at Alpha while waiting for his reaction. "Stop it, Adriana. You have no right to accuse my mate," he said firmly. "Sorry, Alpha. It's just based on what I noticed," Adriana apologized. Adriana is one of the female gammas who embarked on an intense training. She is the sister of Eloisa, who is a library manager. Eloisa, who is also one of the women who aspires to become a Luna.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

I don't know how I missed the most obvious thing in the world. Adriana is Dreaya’s daughter.

For one dizzying second, the rest of the world disappeared,there was only the scent of pine and earth on his skin and the rapid thud of my own heart. Then he noticed the stares. Adrian’s hands dropped away. He took a deliberate step back, putting careful distance between us, his expression cooling into something neutral and alpha-like. Without another word, he turned and walked away. I exhaled shakily. On the far side of the building overlooking the field, a woman stood watching us. Her elegant features were twisted with clear displeasure. She glared for a long moment before spinning on her heel and storming back inside the building, her movements sharp with anger.

He was tall, blonde, looking at her with nothing but lust while staggering behind her like a lost puppy. I had never seen him here before, so he wouldn't know who any of us were or what we do. Bastard. Since when did Adriana dance? She had changed from her normal uniform into a mini sequin dress with high matching pumps. Her dress was quickly riding up with each step she took. If she didn't pull it down, it would expose her backside and middle. My jaw clenched with that realization. This girl was really testing my patience. Maybe it was why I was obsessed with her. She was the only person in this Godforsaken city, my city, that didn't give a fuck about what I had to say

"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."

Dina is Luna now'. Adriana says, "Yep, the shit is about to hit the fan".

"Don't believe him. It takes a village to hide this much laundered money." "And Darcy—Adriana," Santiago corrected. "A family friend. Though since she stopped walking runways, I think she mostly spends her time collecting secrets." "I do plenty," Adriana snapped. "Including keeping this event from turning into a shootout. Hello, Lanka." "Pleasure," Lanka managed. Adriana’s eyes narrowed. She leaned in, her voice a silk thread. "You look different. Did you get work done? Or did the wedding night take the life out of you?"