Ariel And Eric Novels & Stories

Eric replied, "Alright! We'll arrange it soon." "Hmm." After the call, the bedroom door swung open. Elliot entered. "Avery, I heard everything." A moment ago, Elliot had pushed open the door creating a small gap. "I saw you." Avery did not mind. "Eric is much more chivalrous than we think him to be. He has never once thought of marrying Layla. You should stop worrying." "He better know his place, if not, I won't let him go easily." In Taronia, after cleaning up, Irene had some free time. She tapped on Avery's Twitter page.

Although it didn't sit well with most of them, they reluctantly agreed. Coming out of the building, I immediately spotted Ariel walking on the sidewalk. Oh, I forgot, she is no longer living with Ace—thank goodness. Hurriedly, I went to my bike, mounted on it and trailed after her. Ariel eventually noticed me and paused. “You're now stalking me?” she asked jokingly. “Not really. You're going to work now?”

she paused and turned her head to look at Kieran. “I am leaving this thing behind not to follow him but to be with him and to be beside him,” she uttered, staring into his turquoise eyes which warmed up his heart with more love and serenity for her and because of her. “Let's go,” Ariella said to Kieran, gripping his hand tightly and then they both tried to walk past Corey but once again, he attempted to get on their way to stop her but now Kieran had his enough. He could not endure Corey's actions anymore, so he grabbed Corey's neck and spat.

Bernice is now fully relaxed and she gives her opinion freely. “And to me. Alicia Waters is my mate.” He says. Bernice looks at Tiffany and they exchange a knowing smile. “She is? Well, then you must move with speed. As we speak, she is busy enticing Alpha Drake, and she is almost succeeding.” Tiffany speaks for the first time. Eric gets up from his seat and walks in circles around the office. He is in deep thought. Then he turns abruptly to face the two girls. “Wait a minute. Why are you telling me this?” He barks at them.

Athonio lied and Lucas turned away to leave without replying to Athonio's excuse. " Good morning mate" Lucas greet as he dry his hair with a towel with his bare back dripping with water into the towel tied around his waist turned against Ariel. " Who is your mate? I'm just your baby mother. Stop making it sound like we are in a sought of relationship" Ariel refuted as she pull the blanket away from her body. Lucas closed his eyes as he let out a huge sigh when he heard what Ariel said. " I thought we are cool Ariel. Yesterday we even did it and you said good things about me. Why the sudden change of attitude?" Lucas asked as he felt his heart aching slowly.

Ariella lifted hr heels one after the other on the slick tiled stairs as they walked with careful precision. While she drew nearer to the people downstairs, her eyes couldn't help but stylishly search through the crowd. Sweeping over eyes that both admired and were curious to see her face. Only one man interested her at the moment. Sebastian Taylor. Her ex-husband who took quite a lot from her. And if anybody from her past was also present, it was another win for her. Not because she missed them. But because she had invited them solely for today's purpose. And they had to see how everything played out.

"Besides, my home is in Napleo. I regret leaving it because of my stubbornness. I regret leaving my family and friends. You should leave and go back to Rimo. I never want to see you again." Eric was upset as he kept roaring while being dragged off. "I never blamed you for hiding your identity as the little princess of a mafia family. We're all at fault. Why can't you give me another chance?" My brother, who had been eavesdropping outside the door, finally could not take it and rushed inside. He punched Eric in the face. "Hmph! How dare you hurt Ayla when you know she's our precious little princess?! Are you prepared to pay with your blood?"

He caught me just before I could go under. “Have I just caught myself a mermaid?” “Of course not,” I replied. “Your friend is wine. Thanks to you?” “Me and an afternoon of beer,” he chuckled. “It’s for his own good. What’s your name sweetheart?” “Ariel,” I answered promptly. “And yours?” “I’m Erik and my friend is Sebastian then.” “Oh ha ha,” I couldn’t help but grin. “I don’t even know you damn it. I’ve never done anything like this before but I want to kiss you. May I?”

“We’re divorced. We’re done. If you ever come near me again, I’ll file a restraining order. And if that doesn’t stop you, I’ll make sure you never get within twenty feet of me again—for life.” With that, I turned and walked away. I never saw him again. … Six months later, I heard the news. Eric had died in a shootout—caught in a crossfire with one of the FBI’s sting operations. Word had it his men tried to drag him to safety, but he refused to move. Just stared into the distance, whispering, “I’m waiting for Evelyn. She’s coming to save me.” But I never came. CNN ran the report: Eric’s hideout had been raided. His organization dismantled. His loyalists imprisoned. He was gone. Just like that

This is the first time he has opened up to me in a long time, and I intend on making sure he does not regret it. His happiness is above everyone's, including Ashley. Immediately I get to the house; I bathe in the house. I pause for a moment. Eric is sitting on my couch, a bowl of popcorn on his lap with his bathrobe still on. He smiles immediately and sets his eyes on me. “Babe! You are finally back. I have missed you so much." He walks up. to meet me and place a soft kiss on my lips. I stare at him, contemplating if I should just carry him inside and fuck the hell. out of him and let Ashley walk in on us.