Ariadne Novels & Stories

Who could this stranger be, and why were they here in her secluded sanctuary? As the figure approached with slow, graceful steps, Aria’s heart quickened. She soon realized it was an old woman, her face carved with lines that told stories of time, wisdom, and experience. The woman's piercing yet kind eyes glimmered, radiating warmth like the first rays of sunlight breaking through the morning fog. “Hello, Aria,” the old woman said, her voice soft yet resonant, like the gentle chime of a bell. “I am Eluned, a humble servant of the Moon Goddess, and I have come to guide and assist you.”

Seraphine, trailing behind them, nearly dropped the tray she was carrying. Ariadne rose from her seat by the window, her gown shimmering like ink and starlight. Her dark hair—braided and adorned with small moonstones—glowed faintly in the morning light. Her expression wasn’t soft nor comforting. It was resolute like she had been waiting to say those words. Alessia whispered, “W-What?” Ariadne approached slowly. “You heard me.” “I…” Alessia swallowed hard. “I don’t understand.” Ariadne stopped in front of her. Her eyes—dark, deep, impossibly perceptive—held Alessia’s without flinching.

Lydia gave me a straight face, "yes." "Yes what?" "Go to him, Aphrodite. What is the purpose of holding off? Master has given you so much already, are you really going to make Master Abigor go through so much more trouble to be with you?" I frowned, "I would like to believe that I am worth a bit of effort, Lydia. I am no mere woman, I am Aphrodite. The richest, most beautiful and talented in the lands. I deserve to be courted on a much higher scale than any other female and perhaps that is vain but I know my worth and so does Master Abigor."

They let the young Princess go about her business uninterrupted. Melandra remains seated on her stone bed. She watches curiously the young princess unknown to her performing her magic. Melandra stares at the Princess’ face. She seems familiar though she has not seen her before. Princess Aria repeats her ritual once more. The effects are the same and the group witnesses Aldar revived just like Melandra. Aldar has the same confused expression upon awakening. “I think I have not thanked both you yet. I am Princess Aria by the way.”

He leans against the counter to get to eye level with me. “Tell Leticia and the great God Pan to create a new connection directly from Kardia tou Menae to the apartment. Then it will be safe. Aphrodite will look for portals from Earth. Kardiá tou Menae and this place are on astral planes she cannot access. She can only intercept the portals from the Beyond.” “Leticia will know what to do?” “She’ll know, but she can’t do it herself. She’ll need Pan’s help. He can create direct portals that bypass the Beyond.”

"You just keep tinkering and tinkering with me. I can't be your perfect little-" "I don't want to change you," Victor whispers, wishing he had the power to cross this barrier between them. "I only wanna stop your hurting." The glass door slides open. Ariadne stands there with bright blue eyes. Her hair is damp, water dripping down the sides of her face, trailing along her sculpted curvy body. She's a vision, an incubus, a tempter. Ariadne looks like she's about to say something profound, but she stops himself. "Can you get my back for me?"

His wings stretched back out behind him without him seeming to have moved a muscle at all and Megan marvelled again at their nature. "We are?" Dennis had a pleasant smile on his face. "Well, that's great." He turned to Megan with a whisper, "You're going to love watching this, Miss Months. I assure you." Adolf urged them a couple of steps backwards and as soon as they complied, an electric whirr resounded through the field with Olympus's AI voice coming up over some seemly invisible speakers in the area. "Ready to commence training sequence," it said. "Please confirm your identity whenever you're ready."

I take two steps towards the witch keeping in mind to also maintain a safe distance. "Hera, I am Luna Celeste. Me and my mate have come here for your help, we've been searching for your kind for years." I explain to her desperate for her help. "Please help us, I promise you will be rewarded graciously." I practically beg her. There is no response from her for a good 5 seconds. Than the witch slowly stands up, I take a step back, Theo is quick to wrap his arm around my waist. She stands to her full height, her long locks still pool around her.

she said as she handed over another doughnut box "You already gave me a doughnut box" "Yeah I know but I have to repay you for all the doughnuts delivery you did for me" "Take it while I will go share the rest with the others" "Hadi, is your mom always like this?” "She didn’t give me any doughnuts" Hadi frowned "Aya why didn’t you give her doughnuts" "She didn’t give me either," Ata said "Aww you’re so cute, don’t worry I will share mine with you," I said as I knelt next to them

"This is a restaurant! You have to stop bringing them here!" She's still grinning, too delighted to care. "What? I got it on my way here. It's not my fault I have to work night shifts." I roll my eyes. "Norah!" someone calls out. "Oh, shit. Can you hold on to this for me for a while?" She shoves the item into my hands before I can refuse and I stare at her retreating figure in disbelief. Norah is the strangest person I've met. And if she wasn't my best friend, I would have sworn she was a witch because of all the weird stuff she's into. But she's such a sweet, innocent person, I don't know what I'd do without her.