Novel & Cerita Ariel Melody And Eric

I spoke, as I took a sip of my drink. "This is Ari." He replied. "Is something wrong? Who is this in reference to?" "Eric Florian White." I was met with silence. "I want nothing to do with him. He's a monster." I remember those words when I told people I was dating what I was. "Ari, you need to understand something about Eric, if you don't accept him by the end of the year, he will die and you won't be able to mate with anyone. You'll be mateless." I said, as the waitress came back with my order, in a bag.

Because if there was one thing I knew for sure, no matter how dark this got, no matter how dirty the war became, I would fight until my last breath to protect her. Eric thought he could break me by coming after the people I loved. But he had just made the biggest mistake of his life. Because now? Now he had given me something worth killing for. And I wasn't planning to lose. I was on my way home when Melody's call came in. “What is it, Melody?” I asked dryly. “Come on, brother, you haven't spoken to me for months now,” she said. “You can't seriously be holding a grudge on me for this long. All because of a woman too…”

Outside, the city's distant murmurs dimmed beneath the stillness, but inside, the air throbbed with something unspoken — an electric tension weaving through the spaces between breaths and dreams. Aria lay curled on the faded mattress, her chest rising and falling unevenly. Her lips parted in soft, trembling moans. Selene's eyes fluttered open, drawn by the sound. At first, the words escaped her, blurred and low — then they became clearer, soaked in heat and longing. "Eris…" Aria murmured, voice thick and heavy with need. Selene's gaze sharpened, her heart tightening. Eris? The name was unfamiliar, but the way Aria spoke it felt intimate — intense and raw.

He whispers to Eric, “I would like them to stay so I can spend more time with them, my son.” “Ask them, the worst that could happen is they say no.” “Would you like to stay here for the next few days, until you are done with my father’s treatment? It would save you time traveling back and forth.” “I’m sorry, we can’t do that. Melody has a concert tomorrow night. My mate and I have plans of spending some time alone together. We need a second honeymoon.” Eric, knowing the answer, he still asks wanting to open a conversation, “You’re still playing the piano?”

That is because… … “Is something wrong?” Rynier (Eric) asked as he walked towards Ariel when he saw her staring at the setting sun. Ariel turned and looked at him. But, she remained silent. “Is it about your friend?” Rynier (Eric) spoke. Ariel didn’t answer. Her silence confirmed it, though. “I saw the black power from her body when you were treating her wounds.” Rynier (Eric) said. Ariel heaved a heavy sigh. “You humans are very…” she muttered, though she didn’t continue.

She didn’t smile, but she felt it settle inside her like a quiet win. Until— Five minutes later, Tasha came running up to her. “Ariella,” she said breathlessly, glasses fogged. “Your name—it’s gone. Someone erased it!” “What?” They rushed back to the board. Gone. Ariella’s name had been scratched out and replaced with Brie Walsh—Melody’s right hand. Gasps spread. People began whispering again. “Did she quit?” “Guess she couldn’t handle the heat.” “Melody strikes again.”

As her melody resurfaced, Aria became an ambassador of peace, leading her realm towards healing and reconciliation. In a realm gripped by prejudice and division, Aric and Kaida encountered Jaxon and Alina, two individuals from opposing factions whose melodies had long been at odds. With their unwavering belief in the symphony's legacy, they fostered a dialogue between Jaxon and Alina, helping them see the humanity in one another. Slowly, the walls of distrust crumbled, and their melodies intertwined, creating a harmonious duet that inspired their realm to embrace acceptance and unity.

Outside, the city’s distant murmurs dimmed beneath the stillness, but inside, the air throbbed with something unspoken — an electric tension weaving through the spaces between breaths and dreams. Aria lay curled on the faded mattress, her chest rising and falling unevenly. Her lips parted in soft, trembling moans. Selene’s eyes fluttered open, drawn by the sound. At first, the words escaped her, blurred and low — then they became clearer, soaked in heat and longing. “Eris…” Aria murmured, voice thick and heavy with need. Selene’s gaze sharpened, her heart tightening. Eris? The name was unfamiliar, but the way Aria spoke it felt intimate — intense and raw.

When Maddox answered the call, Sariel began to sing, "I can't take it anymore." "I’m so happy that we’re together again. I promise you won’t have to wait any longer, and you won’t be sad; I’m close," she continued, with her friends providing backup vocals. Maddox asked where they were, and she accidentally revealed their location. They had said earlier that no boys were allowed. Maddox, his cousin, and his brother might appear soon. "Bitch, enough! Drink this. I thought there were no boys tonight? Don’t talk to my brother," Meli squealed. She handed Sariel a glass of scotch, which she drank immediately.

“I’ve had enough of you.” Eric looked down at the tiled floor with a smile before lifting his head. “Jay, hold this one well. She might just be my type.” “Come one step near her and you’ll dine with death.” Eric lifted both hands in the air in mock surrender as he advanced toward the door. He looked over his shoulder, holding me in his gaze. “It was nice meeting you again, Andrea.” Then he left. Arianna plopped on the chair. “Goodness, I would have killed this man if he was always around me.” She grabbed the bottle of whiskey. “So annoying.”