Arianna Walton Novels & Stories

Nothing would stop me now. As I left their room, I took one last glance at their peaceful faces. "Goodnight, my loves," I whispered. "I promise you, everything will be alright." The flickering nightlight cast long shadows across the floor, and I felt a chill run down my spine. I could feel the darkness that lived inside me stir with excitement. And a voice whispered in my head, “The world will soon know our name, Luna Wicken, and they will learn to fear it.”

, she replied puffing some smoke into the air. "You fight?" "Uhm, Superior A in taekwondo", she replied showing me her ID card. It read... Name: Ariana Williams Age: 20 Origin: Zino village Rank: SUPERIOR A. Well, she's saying the truth, she's not Leena. "Smoking is injurious to the health", I said and she just looked at me. "Ariana, you have to stop smoking,it's a crime to smoke in Zino city, and then you look like a top celebrity here. Don't you think you'll jeopardize her career?"

He had insisted on coming with her, and she was grateful for his support. Across from them sat Elena Rossi, a sharp-faced woman in her forties with cold eyes and a predatory smile. Elena Castillo sat across from Ariana, looking completely unimpressed. She was dressed in an expensive black pantsuit, her hair pulled back into a tight, severe bun. A gold watch rested on her wrist, and her manicured fingers tapped an expensive pen against the table with growing impatience. She glanced at Ariana as if she were already tired of dealing with her. “So,” Elena said flatly, flipping through the papers in front of her. “You’re Ariana Martino. The woman who lost custody of her own son to her ex-husband.

He tugged the brim of his cap lower, adjusted the collar of his black leather jacket, and scanned the crowd through darkened lenses. "Westbrook's girl just arrived," said Kellan through the earpiece. "She’s wearing red. Alone. Upper balcony, Liam didn’t respond. He already spotted her. Ariana Westbrook. She swayed with a reckless grace—long legs, fiery curls bouncing, eyes half-closed as if the world didn't matter. The spoiled heiress was everything her father warned him about. Unpredictable. Wild. A ticking time bomb waiting to detonate the Westbrook legacy.

"Brielle, grab your backpack." "Got it!" she chirps, running over to hug me before they go. "Bye, Anna!" "Bye, Bree," I say, forcing a smile. Zayne gives me one last brief and unreadable glance before they leave. The front door shuts behind them, and the silence that follows is deafening. I exhale slowly, slumping into the nearest chair, dragging both hands down my face. What the hell is wrong with me? I'm Aurianna Astranova. O.A.S.I.S. top agent. The Siren. I've seduced arms dealers and lied to diplomats with a straight face. But one stupid, accidentally-naked billionaire has me short-circuiting like a teenage girl.

Rachel "Remember my eighteenth birthday," I said. Daniel lifted his face with his eyes focused on me. "How can I forget? I nodded, I knew what he meant. It was the same day a big tantrum happened in the house with a big fight between Daniel's mom and his and my father too. The fight was so big that it even resulted in their divorce. I don't know, what was the reason behind their fight that was so big that it resulted in separation, even being a cheater can't separate Daniel's mother from his father but a fight did.

He smirked. "Serve the table Diana." Said Edward. "How are you to manage the Lyle business Miss young Lyle. This place seems like hard work." Mentioned Walton smiling at me. "Sir. Gaylord Walton. With honesty, I'm trying to know how I can take in everything. So if you don't mind, can we not talk about it." We started digging into the meal that was served quietly with only the sound of the flatware and breath. When I got done, I briskly turned to head on when Edward grabbed me by the arm.

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

Carter said, his tone calmer than his usual excited one, a more devious one taking over it “Natasha is doing her job well with keeping him coming, but we will need a little more than just a few girls at a hooker bar” “Don’t worry, he is invited to the next gala, and I’m pretty sure that seeing Katerina and Ariana would change his perspective about leaving the city. The hardest step was getting him here, the rest can come later” I said, entering the car. Carter got inside the car and I nodded at the driver to get going. “Does Ariana know of this yet?”

HELENA The wedding was finally here...Something I have been looking forward to since the day Aaron had proposed to me. My heart swelled with love. Anna was fixing my dress and Lezelle was doing the final touches to my hair. "You look gorgeous, Helena," Aaron's mother squealed and ran over to kiss me. "Thank you, M-Mom..." I blushed a crimson red. "I'll be back." Anna abruptly stood up and walked out the room. I looked at her as she walked out, worried of how tensed she looked.