Ariana Fletcher Novels & Stories

Ryan break this pictu- My eyes get terrifically wide as I see the playboy swimsuit calendar on his table. The girl in the bikini is Kelly Clawford, the model I slept with last week. Is he into girls? Is he straight? I ask myself. My wolf is swimming in jealousy, envying the calendar bikini girl. Ryan, tear this calendar and that dog's picture, break all the computers and tables. Dakota screams in my head. "I have an extra if you like it this much." I knew who said that because my heartbeats instantly fasten hearing his smug voice. I turn my head, glaring at my mate. Does this human even know who I am?

As if he sense her presence, he put his arm around her and pull her closer and with her mind fogged from his closeness, she just let him do what he wants. After some time, Arianne can't bring herself to sleep anymore so she get up silently, careful not to wake up the hottie beside him and open her laptop to watch some videos on Youtube and also to check her I*******m account. Her childhood friend Deacon, who’s like more of a brother to her, and happens to be a very popular entertainer in the Philippines is going to have a concert in their state and even in the other parts of the country. She send him a dm and he replied right away. He said that he wants to do FaceTime with her. She told him

~ LAURA’S POV I lifted my hand toward Ariana's mouth, ready to feed her a bite of her sandwich, when she suddenly asked, "Mommy, what’s that on your hand?" Her innocent voice danced in my ears, a sweet melody that always brought a smile to my face. Ariana is my daughter, the only hope of my existence, and the sole sign of my love with Theo. She has this remarkable innocence and beauty that mirrors her Theo’s charm, and in that moment, she looks like a little angel.

Arianna said sadly. “But why do you want them to get rid of it?” Hannah asked “Because it belongs to my daughter,” Ariana said and paused. “Your daughter? Where’s she? I would love to meet her” Hannah said smiling. “She's dead,” Arianna said and Hannah opened her eyes wide in surprise. “Oh my goodness!! I’m so sorry, I didn’t know you had a daughter. I’m so sorry” Hannah said and Arianna smiled. “You shouldn't apologize, it isn't your fault. Her name was Cinderella McKenzie. She's so beautiful like you. She has your eye colors and everything” Arianna said and sat on the bed in the room.

“Because I walked quietly. Because I didn’t fight you. Because I smiled.” I knelt beside Isla, gripping her jaw and yanking her face up so she could look me in the eyes. “But you don’t get it. You don’t know who I am.” She whimpered. “I’m Aryn Fiona Flynn,” I whispered, voice sharp as a blade. “Best killer the Russian spy program ever produced. First woman to climb the ranks without spilling a single tear. You think a little knife and some high school jealousy was going to scare me?” They said nothing.

Nicholas turned his face slowly to Ariana, who was having a confused look on her face. “Nicholas, what's wrong?” She asked softly, though her heart had already started beating fast. Nicholas handed the phone to her and Ariana nearly break her glass. “TODAY'S HEADLINES… MISS ARIANA MCCARTHY, THE NEW FASHION DESIGNER, RECEIVED AN AWARD FOR THE BEST DESIGNER OF THE YEAR” Ariana felt like her whole body was radiating from anger. How can Aria receive an award of the year when she left the country barely eight months ago?

, I said. "Yes. The only singer I love who isn't a rapper is Sia", she replied. After awhile, she stood up. "I need to find the female's bathroom now," she said, "I'll be back soon." "Sure."

I pointed, but I still smiled. The girl hit her own forehead. “Oh, of course. Sorry. I'm totally distracted by everything in the world and I do everything in the crazyst way possible. I'm Annelise Wheky. "Elena Flamel," I replied, shaking the hand that she unexpectedly extended to me. The small and thin fingers wrapped mine, and I could swear for a moment so quickly that it almost went unnoticed, that I saw Anne's skin shining in a fleeting flash, just as my soul shone to those who had the supernatural vision. I was so alarmed by what I even fumbled to disguise it. "But usually people call me Arianna.”

"I'll give you a brief history about yourself. Your name is Leena Rashford,not some crazy Ariana Williams. You're a city girl,a super star,and rocking heights in your musical career. Your dad's dead Leena and you have this crazy idea that your mom killed him. I'm Maxxy your boyfriend not some Rick who you've branded an Enemy! And Leena,your biggest music concert is coming up in a week time,stop this drama ,please stop" I stared at him,he was being sincerely,but he's confusing me "I'll tell you the truth,like a brief history about myself",I said willing to convince him. "Go on",he urged. "My name is Ariana Williams not some random Leena Rashford. I'm no city girl,I'm a country girl from Zino

Aria always did that—always said please and thank you, always made eye contact, always treated people like they mattered. Aria had pulled out her notebook, probably working on homework during lunch. I could see her biting her lip in concentration, the way she always did when she was focused. Her pencil moved across the page, and even from here, I could see the little doodles in the margins—stars and flowers, delicate and careful. "Seriously, what are you staring at?" Ryan asked, following my gaze. "Oh. The fat girl. Dude, why do you keep—" "Don't," I said sharply, my voice low and dangerous. "Don't call her that."