Aria Taylor Novels & Stories

It was Farrah. “Yes Farrah.” With a lazy tone, Arabella greeted. “Did you see the news in the magazine?” Farrah asked like she could withstand what she had read and wanted to spread it out to the whole world. “What about it?” feeling exhausted from last night, Arabella asked. “Bill was with the no. 1 international superstar in the world, Brittany Taylor.” Farrah said. “Someone had captured their photos in a hotel and spread it in the internet. Now they were the most trending search online.” Farrah continued.

"I agree. Among all the ladies, I only have respect for Alyssa Taylor." "That's true. Not only does Alyssa Taylor hail from a distinguished family, but she's also the CEO of a hotel and a globally renowned jewelry designer. What else can Betty Beckett and Zoe Harper do besides showing off?"

He asks me and I shake my head. “There a lot of people that dislike me a lot but not so much that they would actually do this.” I say as I try to think of someone who would want to ruin my life. My mom? No, I don’t think so. “Umm how about someone who has been obsessed with you over the years?” I shake my head again. Thankfully I’ve never had crazy fans. “A man named Richard Walts was kind of obsessed with her. Maybe you can check up on him.” Jake tells him as the officer writes down the name and details.

responded the lady. "hello. I'm Angela smith. nice to meet you?" started I. "oh God. daddy." responded she. "just let her in honey. you don't want Beth to find her standing at the door." "sure... sorry miss smith. my name is um... Jennifer miller. please come in."

Tyler asked joking around. “Not everyone who sees a shrink is crazy Ty,” I said and started to head inside the building. That’s when I heard her voice. Kennedy Jones the school’s most feared female. The perfect queen for a king. Head cheerleader, Straight A student, and very popular. Not to mention hot as hell. Also a total bitch and my girlfriend. She came running over to me and hugged me. “Morning babe,” I said to her, and then her group of minions came running up, and off she went.

Just then, a girl, much taller than me appeared next to her, she had short hair, styled in a short side comb, and she was wearing a black tank top and jeans that rode around her hips, honestly, she was dressed like a guy and she looked hot too. "She's the one that you wanted to sit with?" she asked in a grumpy tone. "Yes babe," she grabbed her hand and pulled her down into the chair. "This is Carl." "Carl?" I blurted out, unable to hold back my shock. "Carly really but she likes to be called Carl." Celeste commented. "You got a problem with that?" she asked with the same grumpy tone as before. "No I was just surprised," I extended an arm, "nice to meet you." I smiled.

Carter said, his tone calmer than his usual excited one, a more devious one taking over it “Natasha is doing her job well with keeping him coming, but we will need a little more than just a few girls at a hooker bar” “Don’t worry, he is invited to the next gala, and I’m pretty sure that seeing Katerina and Ariana would change his perspective about leaving the city. The hardest step was getting him here, the rest can come later” I said, entering the car. Carter got inside the car and I nodded at the driver to get going. “Does Ariana know of this yet?”

I knew she'd be here somewhere, but she wasn't yet visible. As we continued running, I began to hear the lovely sound of someone playing the flute. Ruby's scent was more prominent now, and I wondered if she was the one playing it. The music from the flute was so beautiful and yet emotional at the same time that I felt tears in my eyes. I knew that song. It was a heartbreak song by the famous musician Ayra Starr. And then she started singing, breaking my heart further. She sang it with such passion, as though she was living through it.

Aria let out a breath before walking past everyone, mumbling apologies here and there, as she walked past their large bodies Aria was 5'5 which was quite small for a woman her age, but she loved it. She walked into her lecture for today which was English, mumbling a little greeting to the Teacher. Aria sat in the middle row, so she could get assets to the board well. With that, the teacher closed the door as the last student walked in. Let's get this over with Was Aria's last thought before bringing out her pink notebook? ___________________________________ 4 hours later

My breath caught. Then she looked straight into the camera and added, “I don’t care what anyone says — Ava Taylor earned every bit of her success. She didn’t get handed this. She worked for it. She built something beautiful. And I think it’s time people stop tearing down what they don’t understand. And stop believing baseless rumors online with no concrete evidence." The studio was completely still. I looked at Sally. Her hand was over her mouth, her eyes glassy. “That… did that just happen?” I whispered.