Arya Stark Fanfiction Novels & Stories

------------------------------- Present day, Miss Hae Soo's hideout, 12:00am. Looking at the mirror and realizing what my perfectly beautiful face had turned to made me boil and the anger I had towards Faryah Edwards grew deeper and deeper. I was thirsty for revenge and I was definitely going to make sure I made her suffer for all what she has made me go through. The insecticide she sprayed me with on the day I personally wanted to take her daughter away from her burnt a half of my face, the left half. I looked like a monster for goodness sake. I was going to keep on making her suffer until she was ready to give up the ghost then I could finally kill her lousy daughter.

Arya smiles. Steff is out. She doesn't like the idea of it anymore. She has other plans. I'm going to save her, Steff told herself. "Alright then." "You better do this right. You know what happens if ever this go wrong," Arya warned them. "You know everybody loves me because I'm an angel." Steff smirked. Not everybody loves you, she thought to herself. After their stupid meeting Steff went to the bathroom to smoke cigarette. This wasn't the senior highschool she was expecting of this school. This school has a devil disguised as an angel who wants to kill an innocent butterfly.

Soon, I need to finish up a little stuff and then I will run into my mother's arms," I said softly, telling her the words that she loves to hear. You can't blame me, I am mama's boy. She chuckled softly and replied:" Anyway, just stay safe and eat well, my sweet Yaya." she quickly hung up. Damn! Yaya, I swear I will be the joke of the year if anyone hears her call me that ugly nickname, ew! I smiled softly at my phone, like a fool. I can't even explain how much I miss my mother, it's been a whole fifteen days after all. Just wait a few minutes, Aylan, only a few minutes. "Sir, look there," said Amayas, my driver, breaking me from my thoughts.

Ford’s yelled loudly, her body trembled slightly. Asteria smiled brightly as she replied to Mrs. Ford’s words. Each word dripping in sarcasm, “Oh my apology if I misunderstood you. But I couldn’t help it since I caught the meaning behind your words that way. It’s my mistake then.” Anyone confronting Asteria at this moment probably couldn’t even hold themselves back from bristling in anger and wishing to choke her to death. It did not differ from Mrs. Ford’s expression right now. Her hands clenched into fists as she glared back at Asteria with hatred.

I asked Aryan as soon as everyone in the gym turned their attention to her. “All I want is for Brianna and her friend to leave me alone and stop causing problems for me.” Aryan muttered, too softly for anyone other than me to hear over the low music that was playing. “She can’t be let off that easy. Think about it this way. You can make her suffer, just like she made you suffer.” I encouraged her, hoping she would take the bait and show Brianna that she was stronger than Brianna thought she was. “That isn’t me.” She looked away and I could hear the pain in her voice.

I tried to go but he blocked my way. What does he want? “Okay then let me introduce myself. I am Ashton and I like you.” So he is one of the mad guys who approach me for my wealth. “How dare you.” I raised my hands to hit him but Ryan came at the same moment. “Siena who is he?” He quickly came and stood beside me. Was he jealous? “Just a disgusting person who has come to persuade me because I’m rich.” I looked at Ashton. “You tried to seduce my Fiancée? I will not leave you.” Ryan raised his hand to hit him but he dodged it.

A lovely smile once again returned to his beautiful face, his shining eyes curving as he looked up at the taller man, “Brother, I’m fine now.” Fynn stood to the side, next to Trey, staring at the two, his face unreadable. Astar Levi might be a brain-damaged self-centered pervert with no morals or a sense of shame. But he also might be the person who cared about Cordia Aris the most in this world. To not be as caring and attentive as a socially maladjusted madman… …the taste of defeat was really sour… *** By the time they finished talking to the wife of the Fluxer, the sky had already darkened.

Lucas smirked as he guided Arya softly toward the staircase. “When you're done preparing lunch, please call me from my room,” Arya told Kayla in a soft voice from the middle of the staircase. “You want to follow me to my room? Don't you know I'm getting married soon?” Arya asked jokingly once she reached her room. “Of course not. Do you want me to die? Ryker already considers you his wife so I have to play my cards right.” Lucas chuckled as he found a position to stand beside Arya’s room door.

Arley tried to calm me down. Time does not feel past if you go through the day without thinking about the seconds of the hour. "Visit here often, Arley, I can go crazy seeing Ariana's annoying face every time she misses you," Astrid said sarcastically to me. Arley chuckled. He hugged and kissed my forehead before going. "Take care of your health, Astrid, take care of my girl okay," said Arley. Astrid lifted and lowered her shoulders. "Ai..Ai captain," Astrid replied.

"But I am completely content with my current career path. Let's just say I am incredibly happy exactly where I am, and I have absolutely no desire to make a change. Right now, my current position gives me more than enough financial stability to fully support Kianna, while also giving me the freedom to spend every single evening by her side." I caught the exact moment my father's right hand tightly clenched into a rigid fist against his knee, a dark flash of fury washing over his face at the polite rejection. But before he could open his mouth to snap back, Asteria suddenly bolted upright from her seat, aggressively drawing every eye in the room directly to her. "Oh, wow, it is absolutely boi