Arianna Westwood Novels & Stories

"I've got some news you might want to hear. Rumors are spreading underground." I didn't respond, just raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to continue. He leaned in slightly. "The Queen of the West is making moves. Word is, she's opening her own big-shot hotel, here in Manhattan." My entire body tensed at that, my mind snapping into focus. The Queen of the West—this mysterious woman who had been creeping into my territory, disrupting operations without leaving a trace of her identity. We still had no name, no face. Just whispers.

"I never had anything to do with you. Using your visitor's room for a sweet sex today should even be appreciated. Even your house belongs to me. It is ruled by me and this room is only ten feet farther from my palace." "What do you mean?" I asked, speaking with rough sobs. "You're not his type..." Cassandra bragged, as he held Damon's hands with a cuddle. "Haven't you heard that even your poor mom has agreed to separate you from Damon if you don't perform well in the Academy? Are you blind to see what Damon owns and controls in the entirety of Agolia?" "Well, I don't have much to say." Damon interrupted, stalking around the room with an unseemly authority. "I'm the Alpha of the Silver Sword

She stood, taller than I’d ever seen her. I felt something shift in my chest, something ancient, something primal, as I watched her give the order to our warriors to drag him away. Giovanni fought against the silver chains as they hauled him to his feet, sneering through his pain. “You’re a fool, Sienna,” he spat. “You think she’ll thank you for this? You think she’ll forgive you for denying her what she earned? Do you think that she's going to want anything to do with you? She is my. Daughter Marissa's daughter. Or as you want to call her, Tatiana. A monster. That's all she'll ever be.”

She looked so young, I didn’t even figure that she was engaged much more married. “its nice to finally meet you Camila, I apologize for missing your engagement party, I had business in Africa” he said shaking my hand. “uh..yeah,..its fine” I stuttered, giving Kylie a murderous glare. “OK, I need you to pick out a gown for Camila’ She said, then turned to me “he’s a fashion designer”.Jason walked off and I glared at Kylie. “did you forget to tell me that you were married?” I whisper yelled at her.

he calls after me turning on the pillow crying now, it broke my heart, but I left the room for now, giving him a chance to calm down before I came back to bed. I decided to have a drink, for now, I sat in my office nursing a whiskey glass when Lucas walked in, Lucas is Arianna's papa, he and James got married a few hundred years ago, and finally decided to get Arianna in their life. She's the perfect little bat, or kitten, or puppy, or whatever she wakes up feeling like, she's more on the submissive side, but a little non the less, she showed signs of being little since she was fourteen and decided she was one at fifteen, now at sixteen, she gives everyone hell. Especially when she teases An

I just can't stand her right now. Amikat's POV The doctors eventually let me go back to my own room, but I can't stand being here. Everything Arienne got me on my birthday is still sprawled out across the bed, and the dress I wore on our date is on a hanger on the bathroom door. Angrily, I start throwing things off the bed. I don't care where they land or if they get damaged, I just want them out of my sight. I take a boxed up book trilogy and hurl it at the antique mirror in the corner, shattering it to pieces. I search inside me for any bit of information on Arienne, looking for any remnant of emotion. My efforts come up empty, and it's like I can't even feel the bond. It's been too long s

Amaria replied. “ Hold on. No, Amaria, no. You want to expose the Queen, are you out of your mind? This person you're talking about is the Queen of Ashmael and the Luna of the most powerful pack in werewolf history, The Moonstone pack. She clearly has a lot of supporters and to be honest Amaria, your plan won't work, you will just get yourself banished completely,” Dove whispered. Amaria glanced at her while she climbed onto her horse and said sternly, “ I know and I don't care, I will still try my best to expose her,” “ Well we will have to try, what she did was a very despicable thing, ” Teresa said and climbed onto Amaria's horse. Elex shrugged, climbed onto his horse and said, “ Even if

" A beautiful, petite lady dressed in a fitted short red gown and heels, walked into the large room elegantly. She noticed one of her employees holding one side of her face with both hands and wincing in pain. Lucas had slapped the employee for trying to touch him. Yet again, he looked sideways and adjusted his blazer. He looked at the petite lady who had just walked in and demanded, " Just call whoever is in charge of all of this, let's get this over with. " She walked over to him, taking each step accurately, and stopped right in front of him. She tucked a loose strand from her short bob hair at the back of her ear, revealing the left side of her face perfectly. She parted her red filled l

“I’m Adelina and I’m calling from KlasyRhodes fashion home, Luanda. We need you to create some designs ma. We want to put up a fashion show and we need new unusual foreign designs.” Could she just stop with the madam thing, Chava had cringed one of her fists already; she didn’t like to be addressed with ‘ma’. Luanda? That was an African country and the caller didn’t sound like a regular client. Where did she get her contact from? “OK, my name is Chava or you can call me Miss Ava.” She smiled. “OK mad--sorry, Miss Ava. How much is your rate?” “When is the deadline? And how many designs?”

All except one. A face that glared at me with a conceited smile. She had waited for this moment, she had waited to look me in the eyes with a calculative stare. Shania, drapes in a red polkadot gown and a black cashmere trenchcoat hanging over her shoulders. She let her ginger hair fall over shoulder with a braid at the two ends of her frontal. “Finally, we thought you were gonna have to cancel this meeting,” She smiled as though our argument yesterday never happened, like this was the first time we were speaking in months.