Ariadne Diaz Novels & Stories

All eyes were focused on me and I started to feel a bit self-conscious but I ignored the feeling. "Thank you, everyone," I verbalized in appreciation as I climbed the stage, trying to look and sound as if this was just something normal for me. "Okay. I am Giordana Quinton, who happens to be Ella's best friend. In fact, Ella is more than just a best friend to me. She's the sister I never had, one big blessing I'm forever thankful for. Ella, I love you so much and I'm so happy that God gave you a man like Drew.

Lea finally took the call and put the speaker on. "Hello?" said Lea doubtfully. "Hello, good evening. Did I speak to Ms. Amarin?" said a male voice on the interlocutor's channel. "Yes, that's me. Sorry, who are you?" Lea asked a little curtly. "My name is Weldinson Arch and I'm from the Dandelion event organizer. I heard about you as a participant who entered into the top three winners of the audition event sponsored by Franzine industry and felt interested. Can we meet to discuss some things related to some of the events we will be working on in the near future, Ms. Amarin?”

DDEA @sekyel wish me luck gonna tell her the truth later.

"Good evening, sir and madam." Dante congratulated the business couple and owner of the large hacienda where they stand today. Currently celebrating the twenty-fifth birthday of their unica hija, Hera Marcaida. Known to be beautiful, sexy body, intelligent, sole heir of Marcaida and a great ballerina.

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

Dylan greeted. "Have you lost your mind, Dylan? Why would I accept regular beastmen in my tribe? They don't belong here in the North," he responded. "They are not just regular beastmen, Aquil," Dylan replied, then extended his hand to me and pulled me near. "Let me introduce myself," I whispered while pulling his arm. He smiled and nodded. "I am Ari, goddess of the sun. Heed my words! Lower your weapons!" I ordered as I transformed into my passive-aggressive form.

She just winked at me. We'd reached the front end of the site, back where I'd started near my own pavilion and the entrance to the South American tent. Mom led me forward, smiling broadly at a small, round woman with dark gray hair and deep brown eyes who took Mom's hand and squeezed it in welcome. "Ana Maria Diaz," Mom said. "May I present Coven Leader Sydlynn Hayle." The South American Leader repeated her greeting with me, offering me energy before I could do so.

Jacob said Yeah....yay

Clara didn't know which she would have preferred, but having to follow Leon to Andre's table to exchange pleasantries had been a hassle. Especially because she got to see the young female CEO in person and confirm bitterly that Ariadne Page exuded more feminine sensuality in real life than what she had seen on the covers of magazines. She had a tanned skin which matched Andre's skin tone, and she wore her lipstick as bold as her personality and choice of revealing evening dress.

“Sorry that I didn’t tell you but I didn’t go to Hank’s wedding, at the last moment they said I don’t know the bride wanted a private wedding.” I said and she sat down on the couch staring at Lucas. With his tattoos and stature, he looked like a mafia lord, no one would ever believe he works for the CIA. “Yeah, not the thing I am confused about.” She says as she extends her hand, “I am Danika, you are?” “I am Lucas, I used to work with your boyfriend a few years ago.” He says, completely shifting the subject, also assuring her that if he knows Jake, then he is probably not bad news.