Romans & histoires Arielle Moore And Vinson Nightshade

~~Years Later~~~ "Mrs. Moore, it's almost time for your appearance. Are you ready?" Ariella didn't respond immediately. Instead, she watched through the one-way mirrored glass, studying the high business profiles in the event happening below her. The floor-to-ceiling glass, which was wider than three doors placed together, made it even easier to see as many as the guests invited to the event. Plus only she and her secretary upstairs could see from the glass without restraint. Nobody could see her from downstairs.

Slowly I turned around and find Aliaria holding hands with Kaidon and the both of them rushed towards me and stop at the same part with me watching the body melt into nothing. "So this is what she has been doing." Aliaria seed taking a step forward but I held her back. "Don't go there I suspect that those liquid are made up of acid. The only reason why Willow and Killian we're together is because of this ritual." I said. Aliaria pools out and necklace and it was glowing very bright there is no one else in the arena other than the three of us.

I focus really hard, and I begin to feel my hands heat up. "What are you doing?" says the vampire. I ignore him and keep focusing until I think I'm ready. Then, I open my eyes and shove my hands forward, making contact with his face. I hear a sizzling sound and smell the scent of burning flesh as he cries out in pain. He wraps his hands around my neck and throws me to the floor. I stand right back up, and hive him a hard shove in the chest sending him flying backwards into the dining room table. A chair collapses under his weight, now laying on the ground beneath him in pieces. "What the hell was that?" He shouts, swiftly returning to his feet. He rushes forward and a feeling of fear instant

Dorian had something more important to attend to in the Capital, so he’d left the Fangshade Pack earlier, hence why we traveled separately. “Let me look at you.” A feminine voice drawled behind me as I grabbed a champagne-filled flute from a nearby bar. I whirled around to see Arielle, one of the influential Healers’ daughter. During my days in Moonstone Pack, she’d always come around for Aaron’s monthly checkups, and the maids had said she’d attempted to seduce Aaron on different occasions, most of which she succeeded. My stomach turned in disgust at the thought of her getting down with Aaron, and so it was easier to face her.

[ Arielle ] I hesitantly knocked at Vincent’s room door. Although, we sleep together every night, I always wake up early and return to my room. He hasn’t asked me to stay with him as a couple or hinted me to move in with him so I am taking every step with him cautiously. The door was opened by him and immediately his perfume engulfed my senses. He was wearing a tight fitted black T-shirt and black trousers and wrapped the shawl I knitted for him means he wasn’t up to work or he never leaves his room without clothing properly.

“After all, we are about to be engaged-” Before Lavi can refute her, someone pulls Ariel away. “Ariel!” Guinevere gasps while Anna stands next to her, completely still. “Long time no see.” “Princess Guinevere,” Ariel curtsies. “How are you?” “I am fine!” Guinevere exclaims. “Have you met Lady Vanya? She is Lavi’s partner.” Ariel is shocked and rounds on the girl standing next to Guinevere. This blind girl is Lavi’s partner?

“Oh my God.” “ He'll destroy him, is the administration insane.” “ Cap. Vale must be furious,they are letting Nightshade lose again.” “ This is revenge, Vale's revenge.” I clench my jaw and fist in anger. The screen comes on again. RONAN NIGHTSHADE - KIERAN VALE EVENT - FIND THE MOON. Another round of whispers, my stomach tightens, please no more, the screen flickers again, not a third. RONAN NIGHTSHADE - KIERAN VALE

Guess you've earned to enjoy being treated like trash. Zara’s eyes widen in shock. Her mouth opens, but no sound comes out. — You’re crossing the line, Lenart — Draven growls, his tone sharp enough to make the boy flinch. That’s when Arielle appears, wrapped in something that looks more like black tape than a dress. It barely reaches below her thigh, the neckline plunging down to her sternum. There’s not much left to the imagination. — You smell way too good for a priest — she teases, smiling at Lenart, and I see the muscles in his jaw lock tight.

MELVIN’S POV We walked in circles maintaining the distance between us as we exchanged words. Ariel had already changed into a black nightgown. It was short and skimpy almost completely see-through. I bit my lower lip at the thought of how sexy and divine she looked in the nightgown. “What makes you think I am here to kill you and steal the moon crest?” Ariel threw her hand up in the air sarcastically, “Oh, I don’t know, the fact that you said so yourself? That is what you came to the uncharted lands for, no?”

he said, a teasing smile playing on his lips. I stared at him, my mouth hanging open in disbelief. “Are you being serious? Of course not!” I snapped, my frustration bubbling over. “Besides, there’s no such thing as a free lunch. We’ll have to pay them back one way or another. I just know it!” Alaric chuckled, the sound low and warm. “Are you really that worried? What I’ve heard is that the Nightshades aren’t that cringy.” I frowned, his words catching me off guard. What was wrong with him? Was he defending them? Wait Luna Aria had some connections with the Nightshades. Rumors said she helped the Alpha King secure their votes. Did Alaric know them somehow?