Ariana Dumbledore Novels & Stories

Medieval era Anika Pov as Ariana I tried to contain myself who is the devil in front of me. Why I turned my guard down when I saw him? What's with him that made me rattled like this? I raised my head and tightened my jaws trying to be brave. I won't let him took over me. I am Anika Perez in my time, a great warrior, a Luna of the packs, and a monstrous CEO of my company so there's no reason to fear him. Even I was a pitiful girl with nobody in her life right now, I need to gather my composure together.

Ariana couldn't imagine how broken Prince Raoul's heart was after hearing the truth of his life. “Lady Aria ….” Albert looked worried when Ariana came out with a slightly dazed expression. Even though everyone in Alison's household had acknowledged her greatness, Ariana was still a young girl who shouldn't have gotten too involved in political matters at such a young age. Moreover, Ariana is still a minor. Albert looked at Ariana sadly, wishing he could do something for his young lady.

“Margarette is a funny sort, isn’t she?” “Yeah.” She laughed too, “Margarette, you’re sensing the wrong vibrations. I’m just curious. Who is that woman Finrod’s with?” “You don’t know her?” Caeruleus was surprised. “She’s Queen Aera, the Queen of the elves and the sister of Prince Finrod.” She flustered. Why didn’t she see the resemblance? Now when she looked at them, she realized they had remarkably similar faces. “Come. Let’s pay our respects.” Margarette pulled them both.

She could have some advantage of it. But, now seeing Emma as Nick's wife, rose a sense of jealousy inside her. She was still lost in her thoughts, when Emma's voice sounded in her ears, “It's alright if you don't have it. You don't have to think so much.” The guard was about to say something. When the lady named, Ariana spoke up, “No, it's not like that. It's just that I don't have an extra pair of heels with me.” “Oh, it's alright. By the way, I am Emma Watson.” Said Emma by extending her hand.

I rolled my eyes and attempted to walk away from it, but she turned her attention to me. "Abel, please help me talk to your brother! We've both been through a lot....he can't just do this to me. He can't just throw me away after he's done using me. And my father...you know my father has always been loyal to you. He'd never do anything to betray you or this pack! Please investigate properly and get to the bottom of this! Release him from the dungeon!" Ariana said. I looked at her and sneered. I had always disliked Ariana but I really started to hate her after what she did to Anya. Did she really think she was some princess and that everyone was supposed to bow down to her and do whatever she

I replied without hesitation "But Ariana," Lucas was about to object, but I interrupted him, facing all werewolves of the Silvermoon Clan, "I, Ariana Mitchell, in the name of Alpha Andrew's daughter, will participate in the next Silvermoon Clan Alpha selection, and compete with my sister Seraphina for the position of Alpha of the Silvermoon Clan!" After speaking, I heard everyone's exclamation, and they looked at me with incredible eyes. "Wait, Ariana, you need to discuss this with me." Lucas interrupted me, his tone anxious and worried, "I don't want you to get hurt."

Aria White POV: Aria found out that the man with brown hair was Mavis and the other with Black hair was Kelvin. They are really fun to be with especially Eren, He treated her like his little sister. She waved at them as they walked towards their car, after dropping her home. "Do u want me to stay for a while?" Angelo asked softly, she let out a soft breath before nodding Grabbing her arms in his, she pulled him into the house before dropping her dress gently on the chair.

She could still hear the running feet of the students. Dika snorted, her defiance as sharp as her tongue. She was the only one who dared to talk back to Nyxoria and live to tell the tale, the only one who had stood by her side on her first day at the Arcane. Dika was a tall, striking young woman, standing at 5'9. Her deep, rich dark complexion complemented her dark hair, which was meticulously plaited into neat cornrows that flowed freely at the end of her ponytail, adding to her commanding presence. She wasn’t just Nyxoria’s best friend; she was her fiercest ally, the most skilled fighter in the Arcane, and a daughter of the A****n Queen herself.

Maybe he was just like me, trapped, but one thing was for sure, One way or another I was going to find him. The door behind me swung open with a sudden rush, the hinges creaked and quickly I spun around, with my bow still poised, ready to attack. But it wasn't him instead, the stern form of my aunt stood in the doorway. Lady Blaire’ “What is this ridiculous display, Daciana?” she shrieked her voice dripped with disdain. "Must you persist with these childish antics? Put that weapon away before it becomes the subject of palace gossip.” I lowered the bow slowly, my hands trembling, though I tried to mask it with a quick bow of my own. “My apologies, Aunt Blaire,” I murmured. “I thought—”

"Then we'll be ready for him. Whatever it takes. They entered, and on the floor lay Mabel, tending to the fallen rogues, she was exhausted, yet relieved. Granny quickly pushed her way forward, her face pale with concern, grasping at Liam's arm. "Ariana," she said, her voice shaking. "She…she started glowing again. Something's happening to her."