Adriana Durst Novels & Stories

Envy would come later. Adrian's list consisted of Niran, Shea, Tia, Briva, Rana and Muelsa. The list had already dramatically decreased in size. He would be happy, he should be happy. He has already had a relationship with four of these and could easily imagine what it would be like to have them as queen. I stared at my own list. Faela, Violet, Sunno, Mnia, Hjul and Brutta. I only knew Faela, and she was Adrian's ex-partner. She loved sucking dick though, so I didn't mind. Samael and Lucifer assured me that the rest of the women were good choices, they were all from their realms.

He was mad; he could see his stray trembling, trying to calm him down. The people inside the dining hall were whispering about her. “Is she your wife, Alpha?” The guy in a black coat asked Drake. His forehead creased. “No, she’s just a stray. . .” he answered coldly. “. . . don’t give interest on her, she’s nothing but trash who happened to sell her soul to me,” he added, annoyed. Emily held Drake’s arm, getting his attention. “Alpha,” she called. Drake looked at her. “What stray?”

The men backed up at the threat and she smiled. "Run along and I'd go looking for a new slave, the one that ran is a Dragon." They ran off at that and she looked at me. "Hi I'm Arachne, Empath Witch and friends of the Three Moons." She said, holding her hand out. I took it and shook her hand. "Channing." "I know. The Three Moons talk about you a lot. Though I don't think Selene likes you very much." She said, before looking at the barrel.

explained one of the directorates. The woman stood up and put both of her hands behind her. “I am Adriane Rillejos, Malabi pack’s representative.” Hearing the name, Zaetron’s face completely lose all emotions and his hands started to tense up. “It’s a pleasure to meet the council and the leaders of Claveria Haltera,” added Adriane as her eyes traveled around the table where the Alphas were seated. Feeling an odd intuition, Zaetron gradually affixed his gaze back to the woman named Adriane. That long purple hair, azure eyes, bronze skin… they might have been natural. But why does it feel like there is something in her that’s more of a pack’s representative.

the someone cut me off. "Her name is Annabelle Siromani, my daughter."

one recruit whispered. "On what?" "How long before the girl quits" Another laughed. "I gave her three minutes" "Too generous" "I say one" Adriana walked into the arena with her ribs tightly wrapped beneath a black training shirt. Every step hurts. Every breath stabbed. But she refused to show it. From the balcony overlooking the grounds... Lorenzo watched. Expressionless. Beside him stood Herod. "Boss" "This won't end well." Lorenzo remained silent. Herod continued.

From that spot, he could see my tent, though not what was happening inside. “You talk to her yourself,” he said, glancing sideways. He gestured with the cigarette toward the girl beside him. “Her name is Adriana Carter.” “Sure thing.” I nodded respectfully, then turned my attention to Adriana. The girl had fair skin, delicate features, big almond-shaped eyes, and small lips. A tiny mole at the tip of her nose made her sweet face even more memorable. She wore a plain white hoodie with casual jeans — a super simple look. Hard to judge her figure, but she seemed around 165 centimeters tall. She stood politely, and when she saw me, she gave a small nod.

The chain of events stirred a storm of discussion, with hundreds of millions of netizens talking about it. Adriana recognized Darren’s woman in one of the videos. She had let her long hair hang down to cover her face, trying to hide behind several other women. Her appearance was visibly haggard. What fate awaited her now? Without Darren’s protection, without Moon Bay—did she even have a future? If she was involved in illegal activities, she likely wouldn’t even be able to talk about her life for the next ten years. “Master?” Adriana was so lost in thought she didn’t notice Mona entering the room.

I swear if this is a telemarketer disturbing this special moment, I will sue the person and the company. A soft growl echoed through the phone, distracting me from Joshua’s addictive kisses on my neck, before the voice yelled out through the phone, “It’s Adrina, b*tch! Who are you with? Are you getting f*cked so hard that you can’t recognize my voice?” Adrina? F*ck, f*ck, f*ck!