Arianne Martell Novels & Stories

Arienne’s POV I know that feeling. I’ve felt it before, and I never thought in a million years that I’d feel it again. I stood there, staring at this girl at the end of the hall, her long waist length brown hair in a tight braid down her back gave me a perfect view of her beauty. A little heart shaped face, and the most gorgeous pair of golden brown eyes stared back at me, wide, and confused. I was confused too, damn the Moon Goddess… What a sick sense of humor she has. Bringing me a second chance mate? Today? This was the last place I expected to meet her. I’m not ready. I don’t know if I can handle this yet. I try my best to keep my emotions at bay and not lose it in front of her. I don’t

She wished. Prince Arthur sighed. "We can do that after the 40th anniversary, Brienne. Next please!" "Good day, Prince Arthur. My name is Ariana. I used a gothic axe, and I can use a boomerang too!" "That is great to hear," said Prince Arthur. "Brienne is my name, and I used a two-bladed sword as my weapon. I know how to use a katana as well, but I prefer a two-bladed sword. "

Xavier began, eyes narrowing. "Poison," Renly gasped, doubling over, hands braced on his knees. "It was poisoned." My blood turned to ice. Aria's voice whispered sharply in my mind. "Inside. It's already inside." I turned, shaking, to Xavier, then Renly. "Who-who would—?" But Renly was already at the door, yanking it open and shouting down the corridor. Within seconds, two guards appeared, dragging a thin, trembling figure between them—the kitchen maid, Ana, her apron stained, her face streaked with tears.

Her chair scraped harshly against the marble floor as she strode forward, every step brimming with disdain. “That,” Ariel said, her voice ringing with venom, “is the first truth you’ve spoken. You do deserve to die. A shameless whore like you, spreading your legs for any man, has no right to live.” She leaned closer, her eyes narrowing. “If I could fulfill your request here and now, I would.” Gasps rippled across the table. Margarette covered her mouth. Even the king stiffened at Ariel’s brutality. Anna trembled, but then, with a sudden burst of boldness, she stood. Tears streamed down her face as she inched closer to Ariel. Her voice shook, yet carried the weight of a bombshell.

He was defeated, and that made him feel humiliated. Filled with hatred, he chooses the most beautiful of the warriors to be his mate, but she is the pack's beta mate and is pregnant. That meant nothing to Jackson. He would possess her body and mark her by force. The beta would disown a woman whose body has been used and marked by another man. But Mary was a phenomenal warrior, and knowing that her offspring was in danger if she got raped, she used forces she didn't even know she had and managed to get rid of Jackson, leaving him knocked down on the floor.

His gender disgust me, his thin body, his weakness, everything about him disgusts me. I couldn’t keep calm and now, there is only one thing that can calm me. That is the Red Room of Pain. As soon as I leave my office, Drake run towards me asking something that I didn't really hear. "Tell Daniel to do the arrangements. Right now!" I order Drake, my voice thick and threatening. I hope that will calm me. I still can't believe that my mate is not a girl. I would have tolerated any bitch, but really a guy? Though we have gay mates in our pack never on the earth, I thought that situation with me.

When the storm passed, he relit their torches from his own flame. They called him Taren of the Endless Fire, and in gratitude, they began to carry small embers in clay shells— not to worship, but to remember. --- Arianne’s Twilight Back in Lunareth, Arianne grew frail. Her hair turned white as ash, her eyes softer than dawn. But her heart still beat in rhythm with the Flow. Elden often found her sitting beneath the cracked mirror, watching its reflection flicker across the walls.

After packing her hair in her usual ponytail,she came out again "Gosh,I don't understand why you look so hot in that uniform girl" Aurora said,staring at her,especially her hips which look wide and perfect "Oh please don't start Aurora,you see me in this everyday" Annabella rolled her eyes "I'm not surprised that you met Thadeus Storm" Aurora smirked and Anna sighed out,she wouldn't dare tell her that she also saw Gregor Campbell just now or she won't be able to rest today. "Where are the girls? Kitchen?" Annabella asked

She turned to face him and he smiled. “ I love you Jeffery. " She said and pecked his lips. “ I love you more. " Arleta came back after everything was settled in Crusta and she decided to make things work with Jeffery. She caught Arya the first day she landed trying to kill a weak human an dshe captured her. Since then, she had been torturing her mercilessly. .. CRUSTA. “ Your majesties.“ " May you live long. “ " May you reign long. “ Came from all corners of the throne room as Archer walked to the throne with his Queen, Rosemary who had a protruding tummy.

Tall, dark red stilettos. She’s wearing a sating dress that clings onto her body perfectly, complemented by the dazzling jewelry around her neck and wrists. Her hair, her smile, her eyes, she looks incredible. I soon realise that she is not the woman I met last night. Something has changed, and her aura has shifted into something dangerous. Tristan’s body is still turned to me, but his eyes are fixed on Bella, with his lips slightly parted in awe. Her scent fills the room. “Miss Ward, please have a seat.”