Ariana Fletcher Novels & Stories

Like he was my friend but he was not and he wanted me to know that. “I am Avara Dimitri, and I was abandoned in an orphanage when I was just a child. So no, I do not who my parents are.” I answered already feeling hurt but angry. “Risorto,” He said and the air around me became tense and wild and soon I flew towards him. “Fergil!” André shouted and I closed my eyes when I could hear his voice. If this ma wanted to kill me, could they stop? “Calm down, I can’t hurt her, I’ve told you.” He answered with an eye roll, holding my jaw and dragging me closer. His eyes looked deeply into mine and swallowed when he smiled.

Ariana spoke first immediately she picked up the phone. "Hello, this is Tara, whom am I speaking to?" She asked with her classy voice. Even her elegance showed from a phone call. It was almost as if she was flawless. She rarely had spots on her skin, the only spot that could be found on her face was freckled. "This is Ariana brown speaking," She Answered. "Oh Ariana, my bad, I'm sorry I couldn't recognize such a sweet voice as yours how do you do?" She asked.

“I’m Ariana. I’m one of the volunteers here.” I shook her hand as I said, “Raina.” She cocked her head. “I don’t think I’ve seen you around the pack before.” “I just arrived a few days ago.” Her eyes lit up with recognition. “You’re the girl that put Kimberly on her ass! I heard all about it. I wish I could have seen it with my own eyes though. Totally badass.” I let out a laugh. “It was definitely something.” Ariana was even prettier up close. She had stunning tan skin and hazel eyes surrounded by thick long lashes. While I was unhappy with her interest in Xander, I couldn't blame her. He was incredibly good looking. Plus, she seemed like a nice girl.

Then, she picked up her diary and scribbled some things in it. ### “Ava, are you aware that I’ve been waiting here for the past one hour?” Liam said, he was trying not to sound too harsh or too angry but his emotions were boiling already. Ava looked at her wall clock and sprang up from the couch as if she had mistakenly sat on a pin. She placed a palm over her head before it slid down to cover a part of her face. She was supposed to go on a date, how could she forget that? It skipped her mind. She had met Liam a few weeks back at a friend’s child naming ceremony that she had attended with her aunt. They had been in touch a few times and today, he asked her to meet him so they could get to k

Ariana was not aware that she lured herself inside the family of werewolves. Ariana gulped her saliva due to exhaustion and at the same time, she felt some butterflies rumbling inside her stomach. It's an indication that she's nervous. She clears her throat and finds a way to let out a few words about herself. " Ahm, I'm Ariana Ferrer, came from the town of Salem and I'm eighteen years of age and..." The King interrupted her.

The men backed up at the threat and she smiled. "Run along and I'd go looking for a new slave, the one that ran is a Dragon." They ran off at that and she looked at me. "Hi I'm Arachne, Empath Witch and friends of the Three Moons." She said, holding her hand out. I took it and shook her hand. "Channing." "I know. The Three Moons talk about you a lot. Though I don't think Selene likes you very much." She said, before looking at the barrel.

' "Yes. And what about it? " Ariana scoffed. " You are honestly mistaken here, young lady. My name is not Ariana Watson. My name is Ariana Swift. Why the hell won't you people get that? Don't you know me? Or have you assumed all these years that I Ariana Swift, am the Ariana Watson that you know? " She asked and Fiona became completely confused as she kept on staring at Ariana for a long period.

I said bluntly , cutting her short and MH harsh tone made her flinch. Instead of answering, she clicked the remote, and the screen came to life. The moment the video started, it was as if the ground was opening up to swallow me. There was a stage with so many spotlights. What I was watching was an unmistakable buzz of a high-profile event. “What event is…,” I opened my mouth to ask but then I saw her and it caused my mouth to go sit immediately. Ariana! Holy heavens! What was she doing there? It has to be her lookalike, I guess.

“Aria.” She looked at him, and in that moment Ryan saw the truth clearly. For the first time since he had met her, she appeared untethered. Not unstable or broken, but simply a young woman who no longer knew how to exist outside of constant survival mode. He opened his arms, and she came to him willingly. The instant his embrace closed around her, the last barriers inside her crumbled. Months of torment, years of hardship, and the accumulated pain of two entire lifetimes finally broke free.

They finally reached Ariana's office, a space of inspiration. Ariana gestured towards a plush chair, indicating for Susan to take a seat. Susan obliged, sinking into the luxurious chair. As their eyes met, Ariana introduced herself with a warm smile. "I'm Ariana Wyatt," she said, her voice carrying a gentle confidence. Susan reciprocated with a polite nod, feeling excitement and apprehension. "I'm Susan Miller," she replied, her voice tinged with tension.