Arielle Myers Novels & Stories

But as soon as I saw her face, I recognized her. Arielle Hunt. Only daughter of billionaire CEO Harrison Hunt of the Hunt Group. Fans praise her because of her voluptuous body and exceptional beauty. Interesting. I scrolled down. Photos loaded one after the other. Her at a five-star hotel lounge, laughing at something off-camera, head thrown back, completely unguarded. Next she posed in a beauty spa, eyes closed, head tilted back, at ease with herself in the way people were when comfort had always come naturally to them. In another photo she was standing proudly on a yacht somewhere sunny, smiling like the whole ocean belonged to her and she already knew it.

Behind her, her new friends giggled into their hands. I forced my voice to remain calm as I replied. “That’s none of your business.” “Oh, so that’s a yes then?” Hailey smirked. Before I could say another word, another voice cut in. “That’s enough.” A girl named Ariel walked over to us. She was new to our school. She had warm brown eyes and a small build, which made people underestimate her. But I’d noticed how fierce she was. She stopped right between us and fixed her gaze on Hailey.

Whatever Claire did to her, she will do the same to her face. Her hand rose and caressed the scar on her cheek. As long as she saw that scar, the fire of hatred in her chest always ignited. Arielle decided to take a bath to freshen up her entire body and sleep faster. She had been in a coma for four months, so she had not bathed for that long months. She stayed inside the bathroom for almost two hours before deciding to step out and used a blower to dry her hair before lying down on the bed and forcing herself to sleep.

In that moment, standing on the dusty stairwell of the old school, Elaine realized her dream of becoming a Knight of Artharia was dead. Swallowing the knot in her throat, she pulled herself together and stepped out of the stairwell into the hall. To Elle, crying was done only in the worst of moments, when the fight was gone, and a person found themselves in the shadows of their own destruction, all alone. It was no surprise that she couldn’t stand Leana; Elaine didn’t know how to sort out feelings, let alone be consumed by them.

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

she says in a quiet voice. “Good, we are getting somewhere. Now where was I – oh yes, I was the toughest and bravest warrior Golden Moon Pack had. And one day I met my beautiful mate, Maria. She was stunning Kate and kind, so kind to everyone. And after a year we had a pup – a little girl named Ella. She was as beautiful as her mother,” I say losing myself for a moment down memory lane. Shaking myself, I realize I can’t afford to get too caught up in the past, I have revenge on my mind.

“Because they know we need them to be magical, and they like the power trip.” Sloane snorted. “You’re such a nerd.” Aria dipped her brush in glitter paint. “Takes one to live with one.” Mrs. Langley looked up from her stack of books, adjusting her glasses. “Y’all are more entertaining than my audiobooks. Keep talking.” Aria glanced at Sloane, then set her brush down with a sigh. “So, I’ve got news. My mom’s coming home.” That made even Mrs. Langley pause. “Marlene Simmons? Your mom?”

He came back and I pulled him into a hug, resting my head on his shoulder. "What's your name?" He asked, once I pulled away from him. "Eric Florian White." "You're like a Disney prince." He stated, as we heard growls and snarls. We looked towards the gate, and saw Wendigos, Skinwalkers, and other species, running out of the forest. We heard a roar, and Ari came out of the woods, with Arachne, who was covered in blood. "Damn it, Arabella?" She shouted. A wolf ran up to her and shifted into a woman I didn't know.

The hallway exploded into chaos. Phones came out. Students whispered louder. Xavier glared at the onlookers and snapped, “Mind your damn business!” But no one listened. Hailey stepped forward, her voice trembling. “You’re lying. There’s no way he would—” “Oh, but he did,” Arielle replied smoothly. “And maybe if you spent less time throwing tantrums and more time listening, you’d know you were just a placeholder.” Hailey lunged. Arielle sidestepped, graceful and unshaken.