Ariana Fletcher Novels & Stories

asked Ariana. “Laurent Hill.” Degh! “What?” ***

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

Her brothers walked out and shut the door behind them, leaving her in her cold room, with her damp tears collapsing in on themselves and her loud sobs that she kept to herself. 🌹 The tailors measured dutifully, whispering to themselves. They’d secretly give her pitying looks as if knowing the fate before her, but she caught those looks. If they thought they were sly, then she was James Bond. But it wasn't just them, though, all the maids, the guards, so-called henchmen, they all gave her those pitying looks. “Anaya,” She jerked furiously and accidentally knocked the tailor down,

Lisa said wrapping her arms around Aria. "Ok, so what role am I playing then?." Aria asked. "That's our girl," Eren said with a smile. "You can't be one of our relatives, because Angelo knows everyone we know, so you are just going to play the role of Lisa's roommate," Michael said. "Your name is Rosa Parker, You are 23, from the UK." Michael continued. "What if I'm asked about my parents? Or what I do for a living?" Aria asked her head title down.

All four of these women are impossibly gorgeous, and I’m feeling a little self-conscious as I stand across from them with tangly, windblown hair, dressed in borrowed clothes that don’t fit quite right. “Sorry for barging in like this, we’re just so excited you’re here!” the little curly-haired one chirps enthusiastically. She must be able to read the confusion on my face because she quickly goes on to elaborate. “You met our mates this morning. I’m Astrid, and this is Quinn, Brooke, and Fallon,” she says, pointing to each of the other girls as she names them off. “Nice to meet you all,” I breathe, smoothing my hair with a hand and stepping closer. “Are you part of Reid’s pack, or…”

He is highly respected despite not having reached the age of 23. I turn 19 in a few days, and the pack prepares a big, "not that a surprise" party. I pretend I don't know. This is now my life. I didn't go to college. I could have, but why? What I have is much more important than a degree that would be useless to me as Luna. I suffered a lot. I gave up everything, but ultimately, what the Moon Goddess chooses for us always turns out to be the right thing. I am Angel, the Luna of the Lycan Moon Pack, and there's nothing else in the world I'd rather be.

I hope I have the strength to see this through because I didn’t want to be the rejected Luna he came to anytime he felt like. I wanted to be Me. Ariana Volkstane, a powerful she-wolf and a renowned restless spirit therapy expert.

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.

Being that it was quiet, I decided to open it to read. “Don’t be so hard on Alpha Ryker, he is only trying to do what he thinks is best. I wish there was something I could do for you, but I want you to know that everyone here cares about you. We are trying to find a way to make things right, but the Alpha is pissed right now. I think he cares more about you than what he lets on. Don’t give up and I am proud of you. It is great seeing that a she-wolf is capable of standing up to someone like Ryker and willing to fight for what is right. You are a true inspiration. Hang in there and be safe, Love Sara.”

When she opened her eyes, it was to see all three girls looking at her. " YOU'RE DAYDREAMING AGAIN. " - Aria write in a board again. " I am not! " - MJ said, but couldn't help blushing because she knew Aria had every reason to think so. Clearing her throat, she changed the subject by making the introductions for Kellion's girlfriend. " Kathy, this is Aria Denice Redfield. She lives her too, and she's the girlfriend of our president Kellion Mico Argyros." - MJ said.