Novel & Cerita Arcane Fanfiction Watching The Show

*************** CHAPTER 32 ~Arianna’s POV~ I had immersed myself in the tasks he gave me for the next few hours. Surprisingly, I managed to keep up with his demanding pace, my stubbornness fueling me. If he thought I’d crumble under pressure, he was sorely mistaken. Despite everything, I couldn't escape the sensation of constant observation. Every time I glanced up, Damon’s sharp eyes were on me, studying me as if I were a puzzle he couldn’t quite solve.

You fuck with me, you get fucked up kind of person. --- A/n How do you see the story so far? Would have add a picture of Ariana's outfit as well as what the rest of her friends looks like seems like the app don't allow that. You guys should show some love. Anyways, let's see what happens in the next chapter then.... 😚🖤

Climbing over the the bed and onto the couch, he settles into the tiny space behind Ariana, chin buried into her shoulder and hands perched at her waist. He picks the remote up and resumes the paused scene, where they watch the rest of the episode in silence. The drama even captures Williams’s attention at one point, his brows knitted in concentration by the end of the tragic conclusion. As satisfying as it is, there’s a few tears rolling down Ariana’s cheeks which the younger promptly wipes away. “Well, that was traumatizing.” Ariana slides off the couch and turns the television off, heaving herself up with a sigh. “Yeah, but it was worth it. I haven’t cried this much from a show in years.”

Except it felt good. “Breaking news, we just got reports that there are many people trapped inside of the game, Arcane Realm.” The news channel on the television had both Luka and me breaking away from each other to gap at the news reporter on the screen. Luka grabbed the remote and turned the volume up so we could hear what was going on clearly.

Jace's eyes went red and the thought of being betrayed made him feel sick at the sight of Arianna. His hand holding the glass of coffee was pressed against the glass that it shattered. The atmosphere became cold and Jace's eyes didn't for once blinked as he fixed them on Arianna. Arianna stood up in haste. She took two steps backwards. She didn't understand what was happening. Why is Jace staring at her as if he would strangulate her? She hasn't done anything to him. Then she remembered the incident that happened before she left the compound to go to her apartment. It played in her memory like a drama now.

Anika said sadly. Slowly, the marks Anika had drawn on Arya's body began to glow, and Damian looked at her. "She's crossed. We can only wait and hope," Anika said. They both watched as the glow grew intense and blinding, until it gradually settled into a more steady frequency. ***

My breathing was shallow. Alaric leaned back into his seat, giving a half-hearted shrug, although the dark look in his eyes resembled a warning. “Because your ex is watching, of course,” he replied like it was the most normal thing in the world to say. “And I want him to see what he lost.”

"You what?" "I know, and I messed up," Thorne Said, guilt now clouding his expression "but I couldn't watch her in pain." I didn't say anything, I had no right to judge him knowing how I also turned a blind eye to Liv despite suspecting she used sorcery to hide Adrian's paternity. "Go ahead." I said softly. "The last doctor from Arcana Hills came—" "Arcana Hills?" I paused and gazed at him with a mixture of shock and curiosity. "Doctors from Arcana Hills?"

In that moment, Ariana realized a terrifying truth: the Damon beside her might not be the whole story. Her heartbeat accelerated. She reached inward, letting the energy surge through her veins, letting the mark burn bright. Visions assaulted her mind—flashes of the past, warnings of the future. She saw herself standing on a cliff bathed in red moonlight, the shadows circling her like vultures. She felt power coursing through her, raw and untamed, and yet terrifyingly beautiful. Ariana gasped, falling to her knees as the vision shattered. She was back in the clearing, the runes on the stones flickering faintly. Damon knelt beside her, his face unreadable, a mixture of pride, concern, and grie

It was as if there was a sting in his nose that pierced her head. "Do you have proof?" Aria wanted to win this debate. She wasn't trained for that. She wants to fight for what she deserves to fight. Lucas is hers, her jealousy is so great that now she feels like killing Karina. The woman is a drama queen, she is so good at whining as if she is suffering with unbearable pain. “I can't work in this condition Lucas! My clothes are wet and this is uncomfortable!” Lucas sighed, he didn't even intend to continue his dinner. His appetite has disappeared somewhere. He turned to look at Aria, and from the look in their eyes they seemed to be talking telepathically.