Aria Steele Novels & Stories

Now that Ophelia's backup was here, she immediately gestured at Aubrey and me and complained, "Those two, Mom! This girl, Aubrey Keller, tried to steal my spot in the student exchange program, and she even has her sister backing her up! Her sister even said we weren't following the university's rules!" The woman immediately grew angry. "How dare they? Who dares accuse us Keatons of disobeying the rules here in Centuria?" She eyed me with disdain and continued, "You should feel blessed that my daughter Ophelia wants to join the student exchange program! "Who are you two girls compared to the mighty Keaton family? What right do you have to fight with us over this?" The woman then paused before

“It wasn’t just a warning. It was an invitation.” Ava’s jaw tensed. “Then let’s RSVP.” --- Later that afternoon, she called a press conference. The city’s media outlets packed the hall. Cameras flashed. Murmurs echoed. Ava walked to the podium in a sleek black suit, hair pulled back like a blade. “My name is Aria Steele,” she began. “Two years ago, I was declared dead. Today, I reclaim my name, my legacy, and my truth.” Gasps filled the room.

My heart leaped at how cold and demanding he sounded but that didn't bother Cyrene as she just kept going, dragging me along with her. "Cyrene, I think Mr. Steele is mad." I whispered. She just smirked to herself and I can't help but wonder where she gets this confidence to disrespect our boss. "He should be." She said meaningfully and hearing nothing more from our boss, she successfully dragged ourselves to a very famous bar.

Stella didn't answer right away, her eyes glued to her tablet, her nose slightly scrunched. That couldn't be good. “Dave Montigo,” she said finally. That name sounded familiar, and suddenly, it clicked. “The artist? We met briefly at the gala last week, and they're turning it into a scandal already? That's ridiculous!" I exclaimed. Stella paused, her jaws clenched. “There’s a video, Ari.” My stomach dropped. “What video?” I snatched the tablet from her hands, and there it was, glaring back at me was a bold headline ‘International model, Ari, ‘strikes’ again.’

~Lexia "You look beautiful, by the way," Adrian murmurs, helping me out of the car. Ignoring him, I smooth out my dress, gazing around at the beautiful view. This party is being hosted by Isaiah, the Alpha of Passion, in his Pack. Despite his Pack not being in the best condition, he still holds the most lavish parties every year. "You don't mind, do you?" I ask anxiously, still looking at Isaiah's estate. People were mulling around, finding their way in at their own pace. Guards stood post in nearly every shadow I glanced out, watching us with careful eyes.

Arya smiles. Steff is out. She doesn't like the idea of it anymore. She has other plans. I'm going to save her, Steff told herself. "Alright then." "You better do this right. You know what happens if ever this go wrong," Arya warned them. "You know everybody loves me because I'm an angel." Steff smirked. Not everybody loves you, she thought to herself. After their stupid meeting Steff went to the bathroom to smoke cigarette. This wasn't the senior highschool she was expecting of this school. This school has a devil disguised as an angel who wants to kill an innocent butterfly.

She wanted to look special among all the girls. Arther was attending that party too, she had a long crush on him since the very start of school. He was Italian with olive like complexion, long height, broad shoulders and with a good sense of humour. His personality was attractive, and every girl around him was fallen for his glorious company, including stella. Stella bought a long red dress, sleeveless and a long zip running down her backbone to make fit and give a shape to the body. It was indeed expensive, but she had her savings. She was all done for her trip.

Azraiel pushes his legs to run faster as he tread through the wild forests of Rysterbia. He was in the Royal library when he received Ayleen's call. The sheer amount of panic he experienced when she told him that Charlotte is in heat was nothing like he has ever experienced before.

Serena threw her cutleries noisily on the table earning a stare from Alex who gave her a wicked smirk, " Are you fucking serious right now? Are you my parents who gave birth to me?" She growled at him, her voice rising. Alex chuckle now he know how to get her mad easily, he had believed her when she told him she was twenty two, but wanted to tease her, " relax, I was just joking"

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.