Arianne Martell Novels & Stories

You're staring me up again Her face heated up instantly , I am not, you're lying The teasing coming from him kael was too strange for Ariana and before Ariana could answer, another loud knock interrupted the tension filling the room. Kael's expression immediately hardened, Come in, and the doors opened slowly and a young woman stepped inside wearing an elegant silver dress that marked high rank within the castle she was Beautiful, Cold, and clearly furious. The moment her eyes landed on Ariana, hatred flashed openly across her face. Ariana stiffened slightly because of the woman's gaze. The lady bowed gracefully toward Kael first "Your Majesty." Kael remained emotionless. What do you want, S

Although Maria was the only lady-in-waiting at the moment, since Ariana hadn’t been publicly crowned yet, Daniel granted Ariana four private maids to serve both Maria and his future queen. Ariana’s behavior improved with her teaching, yet once the door of her room clicked and she was alone with her lady-in-waiting, she turned back to the girl she was two months ago. Also, when alone with Daniel, she kept her cheerfulness and easygoing personality. Only her public presentation of her persona changed from a country girl to a young aristocratic lady from a highly prestigious family.

However it was amazing how despite her rather plump figure Mrs Netherfell was able to move so quickly still not letting go of Arya’s hand. “Well, isn’t it a fine thing that we met so casually?”Mrs Netherfell was smiling looking pleased while the other party seemed rather annoyed. Mrs Netherfell, not discouraged by the silence continued. “First I bumped into Miss Arya and now you Mrs Doncastle.” The baroness looked at Arya and frowned. The noble lady’s features lacked the typical softness every woman has. Arya knew why, the baroness was an Alpha and fully aware that Arya was an Omega. Still Arya decided to make as positive an impression as she could. She bobbed and smiled sweetly at Mrs Donca

The assistant opens the door, and Arya enters along with Robín. "Doctor Edwards..." Mark stammers, losing his words when he sees her. He puts on a confused expression, and she laughs. "Annie Edwards," she responds, holding her hand up to greet him. Mark extends his arm and greets her. "I'm Arya, Mark. I'm back." "Arya!" he exclaims excitedly, pulling her towards him for a hug. The hug takes her by surprise, but she allows him to embrace her, although she now feels a bit uncomfortable and moves away.

The girl was forced to put on a cold face, as she passed through all the nobles to reach the throne room. Just like Duke Andrew, Ariana attended the ceremony before she was sent to the battlefield. This time, Queen Melisa wasn't present to oversee the ceremony. Perhaps because the woman was already feeling defeated, she didn't even want to bother faking it anymore. Ariana tried to ignore the complicated look in King Alexius' eyes, as she took the order from the king's hand. “Ariana Madeline Alison, from the family of Duke of Alison, acknowledges His Majesty's orders!”

She said and Alpha Caden nodded to them to stay. "You'll be fine. You're still his mate, he won't hurt you" Arya said to Ariana when she hesitated. Ariana nodded and slowly walked over to Allytis. At a side glance, Beta Harry's eyes were on me as he accessed the 'new' me. "She's so different" I heard him muttered. Arya grinned proudly. "You hear that?" She said, proud of herself. I only rolled my eyes. We all looked forward when we heard Allytis way "I, Aiden Blackwood, reject you, Ariana Darkmore as my mate" He said.

And when I heard her footsteps that night approaching the study—my sanctuary—I knew it was time. I didn’t even hesitate. I didn’t stop the whore from climbing onto my desk. Didn’t stop her from pulling her dress up and moaning like a bitch in heat. I didn’t care. I let my hands roam her body. Let my mouth brush her skin. I didn’t even know her name. Didn’t want to. She was just another distraction. Then the door opened. And there she was. Arianna. I didn’t flinch. I didn’t stop. I didn’t move. I just looked at her—watched the exact moment her heart shattered inside her chest. And it hurt.

Her eyes were hazel and sharp and currently staring right at me like she could see through my skin. She was wearing a simple green dress and no shoes. She looked relaxed but there was power radiating off her that made my wolf sit up and take notice. “Jax” Kael said. His voice was deep and calm. “This is unexpected. I thought you had meetings this afternoon.” “I cancelled them This is more important.” Kael’s eyes moved to me and I felt like I was being dissected. “And who is this?” “This is Arianna. My mate.” The room went completely silent. Kael’s eyebrows rose and Arielle sat forward in her chair. I watched her eyes go to the mark on my neck and something flickered across her face. Recognit

I continued, “they wouldn’t condemn me. They’d commend me. You’d be ashes, and I’d be a cautionary tale told with reverence.” Her body stilled in my grasp, but her eyes told me she was calculating, trying to find the crack in my control. “Start talking,” I said coldly. “Why didn’t you tell me Dragomir was alive? And what exactly are you doing with that Arya girl? Do you have any idea what kind of war you’re playing with?” Martina opened her mouth, but I didn’t give her time to lie. “The only thing standing between you and Adrian right now… is us,” I spat. “Don’t think you got away with what happened in Cainebrille. You may have fooled some, but I haven’t forgotten. Neither has Lancly.”

Get your head out of the gutter. But truth be told, he was smoldering hot. His face cut was that of a Greek God and his physique was that of a hunk. A handsome hunk. For a moment I thought I was in love with him. But the irony, I didn't even know his name. Wow, Arabella! Exactly why your love life equals zero.