Ariana Greenblatt Ethnicity Novels & Stories

"Mr. and Mrs. Lawson are here." "Set some plates for them," Ethan said as he made sure that she chewed her food carefully. Sabrina and Gabriel were just back from New York with boxes and paper bags. Aria eyed the blue and pink bags with a branded name for baby products. Her eyes lit up. "Can I see that?" she asked Sabrina. "Sure," Sabrina said, and Aria stopped for a while. Did she just speak? Sabrina brought it to her. "I don't know if they are boys or girls, so I bought both."

she said firmly, her voice tinged with a hint of exasperation. Ariana, undeterred by Julia's tone, met her gaze with defiance. "Say whatever you like, Julia," she responded coolly, her voice laced with a touch of defiance. "But one thing's for sure, I have to dress nicely." Feeling nervous and excited, Ariana retreated to her room. She carefully selected a black jean jacket, which she draped over the pretty floral dress that lovingly embraced her growing belly. Adjusting the fit, she admired her reflection in the mirror, satisfied with her choice. With the jacket freed she grabbed her handbag and made her way back to the living room.

They might as well be triplets. All three of them were gorgeous. Ariana and Ally with their long brown hair and deep brown eyes and slender bodies and Serena with her head full of long and wavy blonde hair and pale green eyes which she inherited from her mother. They turned heads everywhere they went. Although no one dared approach them as they were surrounded by bodyguards dressed in black suits, courtesy of Serena's father Alexander Wolf. No matter how many times she begged him not to have his men follow her around, he still insisted on sending them.

She shrugged it off easily and instead focused on her two 'slutty' friends instead. Ariana would never slut-shame anyone, but she really felt a little uncomfortable about their extreme sensual activities. The redhead, Maisie was an Italian from Sicily, and she's apparently engaged to some Italian mafia. Sabryna, the raven-haired one was a Canadian from Vancouver. Her family had relocated to Toronto last year and decided it was best for her to live her aunt here in K-State.

Asked Serenity. "Shares. They both wanted 25% shares in our company. They blackmailed me trying to get me emotional with tales of your unborn babies. They claimed that the shares would be in the names of your children but I know better now. Thank God, Ethan stopped me just on time. I think they had acquired Aria's dad's firm too in the past and Arianna’s family went bankrupt. Is her full name Arianna Willis? I was with Harry when this scam took place long ago," said her dad and they all gaped at him.

“ Since you do not know then I will gladly let you know . I do not approve of you , nor do I recognise you as my daughter in law miss Ayla . “ said madam Ariana . Ayla couldn’t believe her ears as she heard madam Ariana . “ Pardon ? “ said Ayla confused . “ I am telling you that I do not approve of your relationship with my son . My son is outstanding , handsome , rich and extremely caring with the people he loves . You are a simple girl with no blood lineage or what so ever . I do not see you fit my son in both family lineage and as an individual . “ said madam Ariana with a serious look on her face , making Ayla feel even more uneasy . “ Madam Ariana…….you don’t even know me . Don’t you th

That silly girl thought she cared about her, what a fool! She had only become her friend to be able to get closer to Ethan. Why would she an aristocrat daughter, move around with such a low-class nobody like Ariana? While exploring all the options of getting closer to Ethan, Ariana brown was the key in doing so by becoming her friend by all means necessary. It hurt her that Ethan fell for that dirty rag! Sofia couldn't decipher what was so special about Ariana that Ethan found alluring in the first place. The rag was so annoying and irritating!

In other words, "Lanaya, feel free to have a peek if you're interested." She accepted the phone from him warily. The woman was laughing, and Lanaya had never seen greener eyes. Instead of brown, as she had assumed, her hair was a rainbow of colors, ranging from copper to deep chocolate. Her hair was mostly black, but a streak of white blonde would emerge every once in a while. Her caramel-colored complexion reflected the inner light that made her look radiant.

he said, facing his father. Pa Frey's face was in a scorn. “You behave irresponsibly as though you're not the Alpha of this pack. How could you fight your son over a hybrid?” “Does it matter if she's a hybrid?!” He exhaled sharply. Liam was gone now. There was no need to sit in an office and discuss the matter like they were cordial or he was asking a favour. “Why was Ariana released without my authorization?” He demanded. Pa Frey scoffed. “Is this what it is? I thought it was the hybrid again.” Pa Frey smiled. “Don't you know she's mated to your son? She's your daughter in law, Ethan. We can't keep her locked.”

Zara announced as she pulled me into the room. "Ahh, I see that, love," said the dark beauty who could only be Ethan's sister, Hannah. She smiled at me as she answered her daughter, and I got an impression of Ethan for just a moment in her expression. There was a resem- blance for sure, but she favored their father more, I thought, than Ethan did. Hannah had the same dark hair and coloring, but her eyes weren't blue like Ethan's eyes. Her eyes were gray. And she was petite, whereas Ethan was mus cular and tall. Genetics were interesting in the way that they managed to mix the genes of male and female to create combinations that made perfect sense.