Ariana Grande Jennette Mccurdy Novels & Stories

ARIANA My name is Ariana Winslow, and I am 23 years old. I live with my three brothers, Matthew, Ethan, and Gabriel. Our dad passed away in a car accident while rushing to the hospital from work to see my mother, who was about to give birth to me. My mother was determined not to give birth before my dad arrived. Because of the complications, the doctors had to perform a c-section to deliver me. The next day, when my mother received the news of her husband's death, she left the hospital and has been missing ever since. No one knows where she went.

Including our plans. “Of course, I have,” I responded and my voice remained smooth and calm. I had no choice but to control the way I talked because I knew that this would pass too. “Ariana’s latest win is all over the media. It's very annoying and it keeps getting on my nerves.” “That girl refuses to stay down,” she spat. “No matter what we do, she keeps rising. This is disturbing, Isabella.” I shrugged and held a strand of my dark hair between my fingers.

CHAPTER FIVE Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr! That was the alarm clock. Ava reached for it blindly and punched it off. She pulled the duvet past her stomach as she sat up and wiped her eyes sore. She walked into the toilet where she urinated, washed her face, and came out again. The alarm clock which was in the drawer close to her bed gave her a beautiful memory. The alarm clock was her twenty-sixth birthday gift. It reminded her of her mom’s elder sister; Aunt Caroline, her favorite relative. She remembered how she had left her home in Puerto Rico and traveled down just to see her after she had been admitted to the hospital. Aunt Caroline had never left her side until the last day she was discharged. They

she nodded " I'm glad that I told you, I just felt really bad" "It’s fine" she turned to leave "oh that reminds me" I called out " Is my full name Jinny or..." "Oh no it's Genevieve. Jinny for short" Genevieve. It was so beautiful "Is yours just Jemma?" "Yeah, mum and dad renamed me afte4 I got here" "Really? What was your name before? "Beatrice. And I hated that name" "Why we could've called you Bea" "Oh my god no."

“Only my parents call me Evelina.” “Very well, Eve. Now, do you have any other questions?” “Um. Food, class, food, class, food. Does that about sum it up?” John’s smile only grew. “Very well.” He stood then and crossed around the desk to open the door, poking his head into the hallway. “Kasey,” he said to someone. “She’s finished up in here. Show her to your room, will you?” A moment later, a new face appeared in the doorway. She was a woman about my age, with mocha skin, auburn hair, and eyes so intense I almost squirmed in my seat.

“The woman is with child, and I doubt that you just met her for the first time. The main two questions are, why didn’t you tell me? And when did you meet her?” “It’s a very long story, sestra. We are going to need to sit and really talk about it later, but for now, I am going to need you to get enough rest for you and the child. As for Arianna, she would be staying here with you.” I said, taking a deep breath. “She is an Alpha blood, I doubt that you didn’t realize that already. But she has her own ways and we have ours. I need you to help familiarize her with things here and she would be helping you with the pack as well.”

She nodded, and as she drifted off to sleep, I vowed to do everything in my power to make her happy. The next day, I woke up early and instructed the maids to prepare a lavish breakfast. I didn't want Aria to go hungry, and I wanted her to feel at home, not like a stranger in this house. After taking a bath and ensuring everything was ready, I asked the maids to wake up Aria, bathe her, and bring her downstairs. I sat at the dining table, eagerly waiting for her arrival, knowing she would love everything I had done for her.

Ariana nodded with a smile. “MS. JONAS we are getting late let’s get in” Ariana agreed with a nod and said “just call me ARIANA” she nodded with a happy smile. They were waiting for their names to be called an elegant lady in her early 30s entered the lounge and announced,

Maybe I'd check them out later. "I've heard of them. How many of their songs do you have?" "I have a lot of them", she said then put her phone on the table. I smirked. "Let's see how much of a fan you are. List the songs you have by them." She raised an eyebrow and shrugged. "Attack on Bangtan, blood sweat and tears, dope, lights, no dream, NO, DNA, ON, fake love, ma city, not today, my time, tear, timeless, run, save me, seesaw, fire. That's about all. Oh yeah, there's also their latest, 'dynamite'. It's cool."

Followed by Kyle and Mason respectively. Arianne is having a good time singing her heart out but got interrupted by a phone ringing that turns out to be Kristinn’s. She go outside and answer her phone. A few minutes later she enter the room. Arianne sing songs after songs. She knows she’s really good. Her grandmother made sure of that. She spent her childhood training to become a Broadway singer and even learn how to play musical instruments but her father thought otherwise. She should finish her studies first then she can do whatever she wants.