Dear Ava Novels & Stories

AVA** I stared at the empty space where my phone had just been. If Isabella expected me to scream, cry, or lunge for the window, she was going to be sorely disappointed. She stood there, chest puffed out like a peacock who had just won a prize fight. "Well? Nothing to say? Your little life is currently being dismantled by Mark’s best technicians. Every secret, every sordid little detail of your 'Ava Reed' double life, is being uploaded to the Vance servers as we speak."

She said turning "Wait there....where're the others, and why should I eat, why are in Riding clothes, why are you even out of bed..... " "Which should I answer first? Uhn let's see....ah I see, the others already ate and went about their businesses, you should eat because, we're going out, and I'm wearing this clothes because, we're going Riding, and lastly I'm out of bed because I'm well enough, and we do have a deal" Ava said "Ava, what do you think you're doing?, you're supposed to be resting and here you are planning......." "We have a deal Connor, and I really want to go, please......." Ava said, downcast

“For coming here, into the Daivie pack, for always lightning my mood with your presence, thank you so much for everything, Ava.” Ava was surprised to hear these words. Rian was always fond of praising her, but then he always outdoes the previous one each time, every day that passes, he goes more in-depth with his feelings. Ava feels bad because she does not want to disappoint him in the end. Rian is not just a good person, but also a caring friend.

Bro, mum and dad are on their way. Bryson called from the other side of the door, cutting me mid-sentence. ***Ava's pov*** I was up on my feet immediately, opening Ray's bedroom door at a supernatural speed. The only thought in my mind at that time was the utensils I didn't wash since morning. I was so preoccupied with moving in and falling asleep that I forgot I had work to do. I didn't wanna lose my job. If I did, then I would be totally done for. Getting a new job in this town was pretty hard. Life in Africa wasn't pleasant at all for the poor and less educated persons.

Black Industries was my father's legacy, and I would do everything in my power to protect it and ensure its success. I sighed heavily while inclining my head to the seat. "Excuse me, sir, your mother is on line three and it sounds like an emergency." Ava Smith, my secretary peeked in the boardroom and I glance at her before nodding with a serious stern poise. Ava Smith was a beautiful, 5.9 ft slender woman who had strawberry-colored hair. She looked more like a runway supermodel than a secretary if you asked me. I leaned in towards the table and pressed the receiver's conference phone while Ava excused herself.

Ava gave her a sharp look, taking a deep breath before she leaned backward to lie down. “Yeah. I will do that when I return to the office tomorrow. I should have the letter of request ready by tomorrow.” Ava said, placing her hand on her face as she took a deep breath. “What does this Ava take me for? After fucking around and getting pregnant for some random guy, she still had the guts to talk ill about me to her friend.” He thought. At this point, he was getting angry slowly. “What about alpha Jude?” Mika suddenly asked, and Ava opened her eyes immediately at the mention of his name, causing her to stare deep into her friend's eyes. “She talks about Alpha Jude to her too?” He asked himself.

An enemy of an enemy would be considered a friend. To Celete and Megan, Ava seemed like one. "Mrs. Sullivan." The two greeted her politely. "Hi, just call me Ava. Both of you aren't even from the entertainment industry, yet you’re picking up its bad habits, being all unnecessarily formal. I’m craving spicy crayfish. How about joining me for that and some drinks?" Ava spoke as if they were close. She wasn't pretense. They could get along.

Her warm breath on my neck made me weak, but I pulled back to smile at her. “I missed Zara but yea you too.” I laughed when she rolled her eyes and moved away before I gave in and kissed her. “As much as I like seeing my daughter blush, I don’t want to see you eye fucking my daughter, Zaverio.” Ava’s sharp voice made me stand straighter, and I heard Alma laugh. “Welcome to my home, I hope your journey was uneventful.” Ava shrugged. “Same old, I do hope I can visit a few cool places before I have to go back.”

“Right?” Ava paused. Her lips slowly twitched. Then she tilted her head thoughtfully, pretending to genuinely consider it. “You know what…” she murmured while staring into space dramatically. “That’s actually a very good option.” She nodded slowly to herself. “I’ll definitely consider that if I’m unmarried at thirty.” Sophia burst into loud laughter. “But honestly,” Ava continued, waving dismissively, “there’s absolutely nothing romantic between us. People just can’t seem to understand that a guy and a girl can actually be close friends without sleeping together.”

“Previously, I only ever saw you with Ethan. There was never a chance to speak to you.” His gaze held hers for a beat longer. “You and Ethan seemed like a loving couple,” he added casually. “Why the sudden divorce?” Rebecca's back stiffened, but Ava remained calm. Sebastian lifted his wine glass slightly. “Ms. Aurora, won’t you have some wine?” Ava’s eyes flicked toward the glass. Then she shook her head. “No,” she said simply. “Wine is harmful to health.” She paused just long enough for her words to land properly.