Arcadia Lux Novels & Stories

Amaria replied with an upset look. “Amaria, the only reason your uncle didn't give you a chance was that you were unable to transform into your werewolf form, and you also have no skill in magic,” Diana said again, she signaled one of her maids to bring the jewelry box in her hand, The maid bowed and placed the box beside Diana, bowed again and left. Diana opened the box and brought out a magnificent silver necklace with a bright blue crystal. “ This is for you, It is made from the moon crystal, it's like a good luck charm” Diana beamed as she handed it to Amaria. But Amaria refused,“ pardon me your highness but I don't think I deserve such a beautiful gift”

Beyond it, a terrace opened wide to the city below… plush white loungers, a table laid with champagne, and the faint hum of traffic far beneath us. Adriana stepped inside slowly, her bare feet sinking into the velvet rug with wide eyes. She took it all in…the chandelier above the pool, the sleek glass bar lined with bottles, the grand piano near the window, even the scent of roses that drifted through the air. “Oh my God…” she breathed. “Matteo, this is—” “Home,” I said quietly, watching her face. She turned to me, lips parted in disbelief. “You call this a suite?”

~Aria~ I was definitely married to the devil himself. “What?!?!” I shouted at the top of my lungs, jolting up from my seat as the voice of the television faded. I stared at the television screen, the words glaring back at me. The Luxen enterprise known to be founded by the late Daniel Luxen and is now being managed by his daughter Ariana Luxen has been formally charged with embezzlement of government properties and fraud. It is said that there is recorded evidence and documents to support these claims.

The heat, the control, the unspoken claim. As soon as they stepped onto the dock, Amelia turned to him. "You didn’t mention this level of extravagance." Adrian smirked. "Would you have come if I had?" She exhaled sharply. "Debatable." His lips twitched. "Too late to turn back now, sweetheart." He was right.She was here. Alone. With him. And she had no doubt Adrian Black planned to take full advantage of that. The villa was absurdly beautiful. The kind of place where every detail had been meticulously designed for indulgence. Floor-to-ceiling windows that framed the ocean, a sprawling infinity pool that seemed to blend seamlessly with the horizon, and a massive master suite that screamed trou

"Dubai? Tomorrow?" "My private jet is already set," Adrian said, checking his watch with a clinical precision. "The Vanquish II. It has a full master suite, and a personal chef. You’ll have a new wardrobe waiting for you on board. Pack light; I want you in nothing but the best for the moguls. This isn't just a trip, Lila. It’s the final seal on our empire." ** Later that afternoon, the quiet luxury of the Sterling mansion was interrupted by a familiar, frantic energy.

Adrian said before he watched her leave, thinking the description fitted the Lucia he knew perfectly. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and walked out to the balcony of his luxurious penthouse. “ I’ll be heading out, see you at work” Aria said from behind quietly, getting all of his attention. Adrian turned slightly and looked at her, “ Stay the night” he said before he puffed on his cigarette. “ I rather not” Aria said before she turned around. Adrian walked over to her and hugged her from behind with one arm. “ I’ll take you home” he said in her ear quietly, making her whole body shiver. Aria looked up into his dark grey eyes that held no emotion,

She whispered to herself. And just then her phone buzzed. A message from Adrain. Driver outside. Clara’s heart started beating so fast. She carried her purse quickly and rushed outside A black shining Benz waited for her in front of her apartment. As Clara entered the car excitement filled her face. Everything around Adrian always looked expensive even his car and Clara wanted it badly. —- The drive was a quiet one. About thirty minutes later, the car stopped in front of a beautiful private lodge in one of the richest parts of the city.

She followed him downstairs, where she managed to grab a piece of toast and some coffee before Adrian practically dragged her out to his car, a bright red convertible that looked like it belonged in a music video. “Where exactly are we going?” Elena asked as Adrian peeled out of the driveway with more enthusiasm than was probably safe. “First stop: the spa,” Adrian announced, turning up the radio. “You need the full treatment, massage, facial, manicure, pedicure, the works. You are going to be on display tonight, and every detail has to be perfect.” The spa Adrian took her to was nothing like the chain massage places Elena had occasionally visited in her previous life. This was “Serenity San

Every time the car turned a corner, their thighs would brush, sending jolts of awareness through her body. The elevator opened directly into the penthouse, and Zara's breath caught. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a stunning view of the city spread out below like a carpet of stars. The interior was a masterpiece of modern design—all clean lines and subtle luxury. Everything spoke of wealth and power, carefully controlled and displayed, just like the man beside her. "Welcome home," Adrian said, his voice low and intimate in the quiet space. His hand rested on her lower back as he guided her inside, the touch seemingly casual but sending shivers up her spine. "For now, at least."

"This one is for Neo, and this one is for you." Oliver accepted them with both hands. "Thank you, Adriana. I didn't even prepare a gift for you." "The fireworks last night were the best gift. I'm heading out." Adriana waved and drove alone to her professor's house. She was delayed for a while along the way while buying groceries. When she finally arrived, she noticed two familiar cars parked outside the courtyard. One was Chris's Maybach. The other was Francesco's Cullinan. Without hesitation, Adriana turned the steering wheel, made a U-turn, and decided to come back another day.