Ariadne Novels & Stories

Orion said, tossing the note on to Ariadne’s bed. “It could be but right now it's all we got and they make sense.” Ariadne said becoming angry and it reflected in her tone. She unfolded the note and looked at it in her hands. “Ariadne’s Crown.” She groaned reading the note, did it mean The Crown the ship or did it mean her. She was named after the story of Ariadne. She became frustrated. She needed to know who was putting these notes on her door.

Romantic! I admired them before reading the little white card that was tucked between two roses."For my Maid of Honour."I smiled, but that quickly turned to a sigh. At least I can always rely on Carmen to get me flowers. It's sweet of her. Mason walked out of the master suite holding Penelope."Who are they from?" "From a secret admirer. Are you jealous?"I joked. "No, I'm not jealous. I've no reason to be."He put Penelope down and picked up a suitcase. "Whoever they're from they clearly don't know you."

he said with a small smile and I could remember the stories of Lane which was told amongst the people in my kingdom. Legend has it that Lana was a beautiful and kind-hearted princess. She was also a water goddess who could control water and lived in the water, much like a mermaid. One day, as Lucifer was taking a bath, he saw her - a white beauty with tender lips that caught his attention. Lucifer was handsome himself, with his dark red hair making him even more alluring.

, wondering if she would react to the hint of flirt. A smile appeared on her lips. — Montreal is full of opportunities. — When you wake up in the morning, you never know what the day will bring. She gave a loud laugh. “Some days are better than others. — Afterwards, she looked at the elephant statue. — Who is your roommate? — Ganesha ? Among other things, he is the King of Beginnings. — Nav felt intoxicated, intuiting that this light flirtation was the beginning of something special.

The cryo-tubes and tethers anchoring me to the capsule automatically release themselves and retract into the monitor. My brain is hammering against my skull. Is this part of the rejuvenation process? The lid of the capsule automatically lifts. Clumsily, I stand. Biometric alarms echo throughout the compartment. My companions, Judah and Peter, are missing from their pods. I can see the automatic rehabilitation machine moving along its tracks towards Beth’s capsule. Nothing can be achieved by waiting for Beth to be revived, so I stumble towards the hatch separating the cryonic area from the bridge and press the auto control.

“I'm Sebastian Whittaker, Max's cousin.” Ariadne didn’t respond or smile, making it clear she felt no need to hide her disinterest in Maximilian’s relatives. Setting her spoon down, she said, “I think I’m full. I’ll go get some fresh air.” Without waiting for a reply, she left the room. Ariadne wandered through the estate, determined to escape the stifling atmosphere inside. “This is revolting. I can’t stand any of them,” she muttered, only to feel her irritation spike as Andymon and Patrick appeared, following her closely.

Zara Dr. Meyers beams immediately she sees me and offers me a seat. “ Zara! I wasn’t expecting you today but it’s so good to see you” She looks at the Stony- gazed man beside me , “ you came with your husband too. This is great.” Marcello offers her a handshake in his usual professional manner and she accepts it . “ Marcello Andres” “ Sharon Meyers. Pleased to make your acquaintance, Mr. Andres.” “ Likewise”

CHAPTER 3: Beyond whispers GREECE 455BC DECEMBRE, ALTHEA'S POV Pain shot through me as my wolf whimpered in pain. She had suffered way too much for this. The pain of rejection hurt me because I felt my life was going to change after this. But I should never have doubted my instincts...the instincts that said I should never have hoped anyone would accept me. "My King..." "Lord Alexios." Kathryn walked up giving the beta a puppy eyes like she had not bullied me an hour ago. Lord Alexios turned but said nothing to her, he didn't seem interested...

They asked me to follow them and turned to leave without giving anymore details. I paused for a second to think about it, but my instincts betrayed me. I followed behind them and walked into larger room, six times my size of room. A large portrait of the Alpha and a man and a woman behind him hung up in the wall. It grabbed my attention the moment I walked in. Everything about the room looked sophisticated. Obsidian carvings, an artwork that added life to the room, the floor was marbled, but somehow I could see my reflection almost clearly. The furnitures in the room and the private balcony stashed with vintage wines.

“‘But watch for the other thing, Lycan,’ she told me. ‘Watch for the day she has taken everything, defended everything, won every war and then has to learn the hardest lesson of all. How to simply have it. How to stop counting. How to stop fighting. How to let herself keep the good thing she fought for. She won’t know how. The quiet ones never do. Help her, if you can, to learn how to rest inside it.’” I went very still. “She knew,” I murmured. “Even then. She knew this would be the hardest part.” “The quiet ones see more than anyone else,” Lysander said softly. “Even things they won’t live to witness.” His hand tightened around mine. “You don’t have to know how to do this,

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