Ariel N Aura Kasih Novels & Stories

Ariel asked, using puppy eyes to get permission from his super-protective sister. "Yo..." "Assalamualaikum!" Fahira's greeting was interrupted by a voice from the front door. "Ah, there's Arif!" Ariel said, pointing at Arif who had just entered the house. Ariel had left the door open earlier and had asked Arif to pick him up. Besides being bored at home, he intended to give Fahira and the unfamiliar man some space. Darian's negative impression of him last night didn't immediately make Ariel think badly of him; he trusted Fahira completely.

Three minutes passed. Finally, a reply. Ariel: Hey! Ryan, how have you been, I heard what happened are you okay? Ryan: yeah am getting better Ariel: sorry I haven’t been able to reach out since then, I’ve been so occupied with a lot of things lately, about Raina, She’s fine. She’s with Aaron. They have an event today. Ryan: Has she been okay lately? Like… is she happy? The typing dots appeared. Then stopped. Then appeared again.

Selene leaned close, her lips brushing against Aria’s ear as she pinned her wrists lightly to the mattress. Her teeth grazed the shell of Aria’s ear, a playful nip that made her shiver. “Little flame…” she whispered, voice low and teasing, “you’ve got Athena chasing you, me stealing your innocence one kiss at a time…” She let her lips trail down Aria’s neck, nibbling lightly, “…your sister Rara — the famous icon — watching over you, and now…” A soft bite made Aria gasp, “…your little friend Jules sneaking into your dreams?”

wow…. “It seems like you are going for a wedding” one of the makeup artist couldn’t help but squeal in excitement, “I am a lady but I can’t keep my eyes off of you” Aura smiled as she twirled in front of the mirror, even though she couldn’t keep her own eyes off of herself. Her phone rang again and she immediately answered when she saw the caller ID. “Are you ready?” Malcolm’s deep husky voice filtered into her ears. “Yes I am” she beamed.

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r

"She is my fated Mate, a gift from the Moon Goddess. Of course I love her. I don't want to hurt her, which is why she can't find out about this. I also need a poised, perfect Luna to keep the pack stable." He paused, his tone turning cruel and playful. "But a man needs a little fun on the side. And besides her, you're my favorite. Isn't that enough?" "Really? Oh, Alpha, you're so bad…" Seraphina giggled, pressing her lips to his. Kaelen shoved her roughly against a tree, and they fell into a tangle of limbs. The thick stench of lust, mixed with musk and cheap perfume, drifted toward me on the night air.

she greeted holding out her hand. I smiled weakly. Amber... Blair's sister... the one Leo slept with... "Hi," I said, taking her hand. " I should apologise to you Luna. Blair told me that he and you found out about my intimacy with the Alpha and I know that an apology doesn't cut it, but I truly am sorry. I didn't consider the feelings of his future mate and when I heard that he had found you I immediately felt dreadful and ashamed," she explained. "Apology entirely accepted. It was his decision too and I know what he can be like," I replied.

It wasn't all that bad living in the gray mansion, but she still couldn't remember Damien being her husband. Sinking herself into the water, she enjoyed the feeling. It smelled of lavender. Closing her eyes, she leaned back on the tub. **** "I love you" He said, clutching her hands to his chest tightly "I love you so much, Ariel. Please stay with me" He continued, a tear running down his cheek "I'm so... sorry" She choked out, she was running out of breath

Aria looked up at him and suddenly felt her throat tighten, not from fear now but from the way he was looking at her, like nothing else in the world mattered in that moment except her being okay. “I’m fine,” she whispered, though her voice came out smaller than she intended. Damien’s expression softened, just a little. “I know.” Then he leaned down and kissed her. It was not rushed. Not showy. Just a quiet, grounding kiss that felt like reassurance more than anything else. Aria melted into it almost instantly, her fear easing under the warmth of him. For a second, the whole world disappeared again, but this time in a better way. When he pulled back, he rested his forehead lightly against her

He was one of the fewest witches who were associated with werewolves. “That’s not all, he says they know what she’s called. She’s like a key to something and he wants to see her.” There, Andre interjected. “Taking her to Fergil might be a bad idea, I don’t like him.” “I have to. I have just been told I can’t be with Avara and yet, I’m still getting drawn to her. If I can’t reject her, I have to make her reject me. And I’ll gladly accept.”