Aria Steele Novels & Stories

“Aria.” She looked at him, and in that moment Ryan saw the truth clearly. For the first time since he had met her, she appeared untethered. Not unstable or broken, but simply a young woman who no longer knew how to exist outside of constant survival mode. He opened his arms, and she came to him willingly. The instant his embrace closed around her, the last barriers inside her crumbled. Months of torment, years of hardship, and the accumulated pain of two entire lifetimes finally broke free.

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

But we let them happen anyway. Dresses were now lying everywhere and anywhere around my room. Coats were grabbed. Lipstick reapplied. Stella tried on at least three pairs of shoes before settling on the glossy purple heels, declaring each previous pick “all wrong.” Aria poured the last of the wine down the sink like a gesture of maturity… and the moment she did, she immediately suggested shots at the bar.

Being young and beautiful, Celeste is the only daughter of the Marcon Family and was raised by Don Andres Marcon and Dona Saffira Marcon in their province. She was known to be an in-demand event stylist and a successful event planner. Everything is fine with her life, but she doesn’t remember anything about her childhood to her adolescence. She always felt that something was always missing in her life –not until she found out the truth when an unknown man came named Allastair and he claimed that she was his.

Once it was finished downloading, the frown that was starting to stain her face deepened, etching the stress lines into her beautiful skin further. 'THE NOTORIOUS STEEL HEART OF ISTANBUL IS STILL MARRIED!!' She exclaimed aloud as she continued reading, hoping there was more than one notorious steel heart called Sedar in the country. After coming to terms that there wasn't another Sedar Ozturk. She attempted to comprehend what she had just read. She threw back the blankets and changed quickly, exiting the room. She stood outside Ozgar's suite, banging on the door, grief slowly consuming her heart and when he finally opened it, she pushed past him, turning to face him.

What was she doing at the office anyway? "Piece of shit." Asriel said and angrily kicked the elevator door. Without hesitation, he turned towards the staircase and walked off the first floor. Stella Preston. The world knew her as a lucky, beautiful and famous model who made her debut at the age of twelve. She was kind, patient and everyone's favourite person. She had even won the pageant title of Miss earth before. But Asaiah Parker, Asriel Parker and Ataliah Parker knew her as someone else.

she said and sit on her desk. "Amber, Celestia." I was about to stand up when I saw Celestia 2.0 go in the front. I almost forgot that I'm in Hilary's body. This event. I remember this event. "Congrats Hilary! She got the highest score of ninety-nine over a hundred!" Our teacher says before giving me the paper. I look at the paper and the score. I look at Celestia 2.0 but she avoids my eye contact.

My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed. The b**ch my step mother brought is not exclusive and will I say she is the worst. I wonder where my stepmother got heard from, who even made her think she can boss over my workers with her so-called title of a fiancee and always wearing skimpy dresses exposing an unattractive boobs thinking I will fall for that, she's not even my type. I picked up my car keys and left the office to the beach the beach

I reply. “What is good here?” she asks. “I haven’t had a bad meal, but the steak is my favourite so far,”; “Sounds good, I love a good steak,” she says. We order our meals and drinks, taking a moment to just look at one another. We laugh looking away, when she looks back at me with a more serious expression on her face. “Can I ask you something?” she asks. “Of course,” I reply. “With Rafe, what do you think of Beta Reid and me coming for a visit? We’d like to see how Rafe is doing before he gets too far into transitioning out of his therapy,” she says.

But she only answered me with a smirk. Exasperated by her silent mockery, I walked off to my white steed, Stardust, and swiftly swung myself over the saddle like I had done a thousand times before. All the while, I could feel Anastasia's chilling gaze on my every move. She was never concerned about being caught staring. She was brought up as a princess and got she wanted with no one to object her. I had given up hinting that she had no respect towards me, and when I looked back at her, she would only hold our gaze longer. I looked away, unable to stand the heat of her stare and gestured to the other horse impatiently.