Novel & Cerita Ariana Grande Jennette Mccurdy

Aria White POV: When Angelo told Aria he was leaving for a month, she thought he was just messing around. It's now March 1, making it one month now since he left. Aria was annoyed at him cause Angelo didn't contact her after the first week. She got tired of checking her phone every day, hoping to see a text from him. Anyways Aria made a new friend doing the month. Her name is Queen, she's a black Nigerian girl who just moved into the country.

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.

The Aurevia tower gleamed beneath the late morning sun. Inside, the top floor was alive with work… stylists, models, and assistants scurrying between departments, all under the silent influence of one woman’s command. Jenna, now known to the world as Aria Monet, sat behind her wide desk, typing quick notes while keeping one eye on her three tiny cuties scattered across the office. Aiden stood on her swivel chair, spinning in wild circles while laughing, “Mommy, I’m flying!”

His jaw tightened, and he stared down at his plate like it was the most important thing in the room. Left hanging, Ariana shifted her gaze toward Mrs. Bennett. “Oh, that’s Ariana,” Mrs. Bennett said quickly, her voice smooth but slightly clipped. “She’s....sorry. Her name is Ariana.” Jane blinked. “Ariana… and is she a cousin or something?” “Yes,” Mrs. Bennett replied, too quickly this time. “She’s one of Ryan’s cousins. And that’s her daughter, Rihanna.” “I see. Well,” Jane said with a gracious smile, “it’s a pleasure to meet you, Ariana.”

No one other than her family had ever done anything like this for her. “You really live alone here?” she asked as he filled a plate for her. This seemed like overkill for just one person. “Just me and my Omegas,” he said. “Dig in.” As always, the meal was delicious. When she was finished, Ava was stuffed, and it felt like she had eaten all her rage away. She knew the moment she left this house and went back to classes, the rage would return, so she chose to take advantage of the peace Jared was offering her for the night.

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

he said and turned to leave. "By the way, I'm Edward Nates. What's yours?" He said as he turned back. Then he remembered that I got no name. "So since you are like my personal property now, I would need to give you a name. So I would call you... Ella". "Duh" I replied and entered.

MILAGROS Cordova was in her late fifties with thick salt and pepper hair and was the resident doctor of their family since time immemorial. The latter had slowly deteriorated in appearance, still, it didn't affect her ability as much as one would think. She was just incredibly dedicated to working at hand; even doing long hours of duty on weekends. "How is she?" Ira politely asked her. "Well, she's stable. Nothing serious, so don't be a worrywart." Doctor Cordova said to him as if that made it any better.

His lose jeans and thin jacket raise my eyebrows, not ideal for this towns weather, "Your not from here?" His blue eyes seem to sparkle, "No I just moved from LA. Didn't realise it would be this cold." "Right, well welcome," I say, turning away. Keen to get back to the pack. Back to Will. "I didn't catch your name," he says after me, grabbing my elbow. I turn to look at him, raises my eyebrows at his hand. He lets me go immediately, offering me a soft smile . "I'm Bec." He sticks the same hand out, "Nice to meet you. I'm Hayden."

I can’t break it to her that Ren isn’t my date. “Oh don’t worry about that, I’m glad you came,” Annie tells me me with a rather devious smile. “I have so much to tell you.” I can’t smile too. “I have so much to ask. I didn’t know Ren had a sister.” “Our parents haven’t been the best to us, and I decided I didn’t want to be affiliated with an Alpha/Luna lifestyle,” she admits as we come to the table. She grabs me a drink, handing it to me. By the bitter smell, it’s clearly wine.