Adriana Name Meaning Novels & Stories

She opened the door and slipped back under the blanket. Bella looked at her, confused. "You're not happy?" Now that Francesco and Adriana were both unmarried, it was the perfect time for a reconciliation. Adriana shook her head. "I don't know." Bella thought for a moment. "Just follow your heart." Adriana's limbs felt numb and sore. She rubbed them slowly, curling herself into a tight ball. "Bella… I love him, but love isn't the only thing in life. He's the heir of the Este family. And me?"

She slapped a hand over her mouth when she realized her mistake. "It’s OK, I can't forbid you from saying your brother’s name after all." I shrugged acting OK when I really wasn't. "I'm sorry." "I'll name my baby girl Calista or Adira." I changed the topic. "Adira?" "Yes, it means strong, noble and powerful, I know she'll be all of those things." I smiled at the thought of having a baby girl, Cage would adore having a little sister. Adira was the name Dash and I had said we would give our daughter when we had one in the future.

Forcing himself to sit back down, he steadied his voice and looked past the bouquet at the girl’s delicate face. “And… what is your name?” he asked as casually as he could manage. Carson, secretly pleased with the effect, beamed. He had known Adriana’s appearance would amaze them, but even he hadn’t expected this level of shock. “Mom, Dad—her name is Adriana Clarke. She’s a lawyer at our firm. If you two ever glance at legal news, you’d recognize her. She won a big case recently…” As Carson continued to recount Adriana’s accomplishments enthusiastically, his father’s face slowly turned pale.

Valerie greeted as she got into the car, fastening her seatbelt with her sandwich still in mouth, Maeve pulled closer to her and took a bite. “What do you think you’re doing taking a bite of my sandwich?” Valerie almost screamed. “Calm down, its just a Sandwich,” Maeve rolled her eyes as she laughed, “how’s Adira? That name will never not sound funny to me. What does it even mean?” She asked. “She’s fine and I tell you the meaning of it every single day, why do you keep asking.” Valerie sighed dramatically. “Because the name and the meaning doesn’t seem to match, Adira meaning strong, Powerful. How?” Maeve yelled that last bit, causing Valerie to jump.

No matter how hard I try to stop myself from getting bitter, a scenario like this is just too impossible to ignore. “Who’s this baby girl, by the way?” Ashanti asked him, pertaining to my daughter who was clinging on Atlas’ leg. “She’s my niece. Beverly’s daughter.” He answered, his intense gaze found mine. My heart pounded against my chest. “Oh, really?” Ashanti had her eyes on me, too but it was short-lived as she immediately brought it to Ria’s way. “What’s your name, little girl?” “I’m Adriana, miss.” Ria, my ever so smart daughter, bowed her head a little. It gained positive reactions from the guests who were still watching us. Meanwhile, I felt so proud. She never forgets what I taught

That day when she had said she'd do anything to get Xander I had underestimated how far she could go. But now I see it. “Adriana. Adriana did this." I said as I looked at Dante, clenching my hands in anger. “What are you talking about?" He asked, “He wakes up after behaving strangely and the first thing he does is take up her name like it's the air he breathes. Don't you think something is wrong? Don't you think that's the answer?” I asked as he came to sit beside me on the bed.

“If your fans like this, will they feel that their illusions are ruined?” “No way. If they like me, they should be like everything about me.” She smiled and said, “Besides I look beautiful in my pajamas.” Adriana shook her wine-red curly hair. When she smiled, she looked cold and elegant. She was a mixed-blood, so her figure was very European and beautiful. Her appearance also belong to the cold and beautiful type. The people who saw her for the first time must think she should be very cold and hard to get along with. It was not.

There was no use denying it - this woman had seen right through me. "It's alright, really," she continued, her tone reassuring. "I can't say I blame you. Rockan is quite the catch." She paused, her gaze sweeping over me approvingly. "And you're clearly a woman of exquisite taste." I couldn't help but chuckle at that, some of my nervousness dissipating. "Well, I guess.” The woman smiled, extending her hand. "I'm Adriana, by the way," she said, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

She says. “I see, but hey look, I still won, you’re pretty by the way.” I say, I don’t know why I just said that. But she is pretty, girls like hearing compliments. So, what, no one heard me anyway. Carol’s not here. “Thanks, you're not so bad yourself. My name’s Adriana.” She says smiling at me. I look at her and my eyes start to gaze all over her body. I don’t really care right now what I’m doing.

Master made sure I was well versed in literature, poetry, music, arts and dance. Master kept me indoors until I was thirteen years old, before he began hosting concerts and big dinner parties where he charged royals and demanded gold coins and expensive jewellery for them to catch a glimpse of me. I was not allowed to converse with any person and to be honest, I do not believe that I can because when I enter a place, everyone hushes and mumbles my name of Aphrodite. That is the name my master has given me, Aphrodite. One of my teacher's told me about Aphrodite and how she was the Greek Goddess of love and beauty. My teacher went on to tell me, I got the name Aphrodite because my beauty surpa