Arianna In Cursive Novels & Stories

The principal assured him, "Our examination process is fair and impartial. There is no room for cheating here." Brian's eyes quickly locked on Ariana, who was hunched over her desk, writing. She wore a simple outfit with a pair of black-framed glasses and had her hair lazily tied back. She looked unremarkable and blended into the crowd. In fact, Brian hadn't even spotted her at first glance. Her right hand was still wrapped in gauze, and she was writing with her left. It was clear she was struggling. She had to pause and shake her hand to relieve the stiffness every couple of minutes.

“You insult me, Alpha Caspian, no witch’s power is compared to what I possess. Be more generous with the tag.” I scoffed, finding the sight in front of me, hard to comprehend. “What is this?” Ariana stepped forward with her sinister smile, “Oh dear Alpha, do I always have to explain everything to you? Or are you not smart enough to understand the simplest of things?” She let out a snicker, causing my fist to clench so hard my nails dug right into my palm. “Who are you?”

Then she turned towards the remote lowering slowly. Mary was standing there. “I’m sorry, ma’am. I thought it was distracting you. I didn’t—” “It’s okay.” Solène cut her off gently, her eyes dropping back to her laptop as she finished typing the last name on the flight information. Arianna Alvarez. “Is everything set?” She asked, just as Mary set the remote on a small stool. “Yes, ma’am. Everything had been cut and arranged.” Mary replied. “All that’s left is Arianna’s bath.”