Novel & Cerita Arianne Martell

The credits of the series we were watching rolled in and I finally stood up to turn off the TV. It was Game of thrones. Now, that was my kind of show, unlike romance. In my opinion, Romance movies were way too cheesy although I watched a good one once in a while. "You hungry?" Lucian asked. I nodded and he smiled. "Get dressed, let's grab food outside." I hightailed for my bedroom. Duh, it's food we're talking about here. I changed into black skinny jeans and a red halter top that stopped just above my navel. Thereafter, I slipped on my black flip-flops. My hair was tied up in a high ponytail and I didn't bother putting on any makeup.

Arthur giggles hearing me say that. “I should’ve known that you won’t satisfied with me. I am the one who is missing you, I really want you to get back and pay your losing bet” he laughs so hard and I throw a pillow at him. I was hoping he’ll forget about that bet. A day after arrived in this village, he and I made a bet about who will be the first to be involved in the love affair here, at that time I held Kathy's name, while Arthur held Anneth. And now it was clear that it was Anneth who had a chance to have a scandal with Dave. My defeat required me to accept all of Arthur's orders for 3 days. I don't think it's going to be difficult, considering that Arthur also always wakes up at 1 pm s

Arianna decided to play a fast one before she loses Gavin to Arya. She got furious after realizing she can't threaten Arya not because of Gavin's warnings, it was because she has an image and reputation to maintain. She can't possibly stand before some girl and threaten her to leave Gavin, she has to maintain her dignity. She got bored doing nothing in Gavin's office, so she decided to play some pranks on Arya. She sent some coffee over with a bouquet of thorn flowers to Arya.

Vanessa interrupted before Arya could answer. Arya smiled with success, she is already done with her breakfast, “Thank you for the thrilling breakfast. I’m busy, so I won’t bother you anymore.” Then she went to collect her bag and headed out for her business. Vanessa stared daggers at the disappearing figure of Arya. Eon was left confused. “Is that why you set me up to marry with Mr. Brail; drugged me and framed me for climbing on his bed, so that you can pay your huge debt?”

It is her decision whether or not to forgive them. Arrianne think that Anaya was not really a strong character. In her previous life, when she read a novel where a confrontation was happening between the heroine and the villain, there will always be a badass exchange of words. “Where are you going next?” she returned to her senses when Uncle Domeng asked. She smiled and asked him to drive her back to the mansion. When she returned, she looked for Lulu and Aunt Melba to discussed their new tasked. She went to their house on the side of the mansion.

I wondered who it was this time, walking towards the door and pulling it open. It was a girl I’d never met before. She stood with a look of annoyance on her face like she didn’t want to be here. She was a head taller than me with long black hair, really beautiful. "So, you’re the one taking up Tyrell’s time these days," she said, not particularly happy about it. "You’d think it was someone even worth bothering about," she muttered to herself. "My name is Arya, and Tyrell is my mate," she declared, exerting her dominance as well as marking her territory.

Damien Yves Étienne's POV "So? Mind telling me about this 'girl' that you spoke of?" Charlotte asked, crossing her arms as she looked at me with eyes filled with jealousy. I couldn't help but chuckle at her cute reaction. Truth be told, I find this scenario very adorable to stop. "It's Aviana Quincy. I wanted to make sure that she's alright. Regardless of the fact that she indeed was a cause of your despair, I think the humiliation and pain that she's experiencing right now is fit to be a payback. After all, she's also a victim to this situation."

She finds it hard to watch Althea, her sister, get tight whenever she comes close, and she always bats her eyes in rejection when she looks at her. Even though I can scarcely see Kohl because of my poor vision, his golden eyes attract my attention when I see him. she said to herself. Kohl's lips were pursed as he looked straight into my soul as they drew closer and shared a passionate kiss. The essence of love overpowered the speed of light that flashed across their heads. Naomi, taken aback by the odd title, questioned, "Who? Me, Queen?" as Prince Kohl whispered to her, "Queen of the iron throne." Just a housekeeper at the Palace, remember? I'm not one of the maids vying for your love.

"And that you don't believe that record." Seren was quiet for a long moment. Long enough that Nora thought she'd reached the boundary of what Seren would give. Then: "Her name was Mara Soleil. She was twenty-two. She came to Vael on a music scholarship two hundred years ago under a different Vael heir Caspian's grandfather." Her voice was precise and careful, the way it was when precision was the only respectful way to handle something. "She was brilliant. Curious. Entirely unmanageable in the way that the best people are unmanageable." A pause. "She lasted four months before she was removed."

Leigh stayed silent, unsure of the royal game. “She was from the northern marches,” Alistair continued, gazing out. “Could ride and shoot better than any of my knights. Hated court. Loved the wind. She died bringing Charles into the world. A difficult birth. Makil was only five.” He sighed. “He doesn’t remember her well. But Charles... Charles was her living shadow. Had her spirit, her warmth. And her terrible, beautiful capacity to feel everything too deeply.”