Eria Novels & Stories

𝓘𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝔀𝓱𝔂 𝓘’𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓼𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰… Then it shows typing and another line of message appears. 𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓽𝓸𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓻𝓸𝔀 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽. -𝓩𝔂𝓸𝓷 𝓩𝓪𝓿𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓲

“WOW,” Aria exclaimed, her voice filled with awe as they arrived at James’s rest house in San Benjamin. It was a quaint town nestled in Southern Luzon, famed for its stunning beaches that stretched like golden ribbons along the coast. The sand, shimmering under the bright sun, looked as if it had been kissed by gold itself. The waves gently caressed the shoreline, their soft whispers mingling with the breeze that carried with it the scent of the sea. The further they drove into the heart of this coastal paradise, the more Aria felt her senses awaken to the wonders around her. The scent of salt and blooming flowers filled the air, invigorating her spirit and washing away the weight of her eve

"Yes, Bianca. Everyone is talking about it this morning. The rumor is that Aria has started some kind of special training after the kidnapping incident. They say she is going to a private, off-grid facility with Maya." "That is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard in my entire life," I laughed, but there was absolutely no humor in my voice. "Someone like Aria is supposed to stay weak and helpless forever. She is a wolfless omega! She does not even have the physical strength to throw a proper punch. How could she possibly survive any real combat training?" "I am just telling you what I heard," Chloe defended herself, taking a small step backward. "But the people we paid to watch her co

Chapter 31 Mia's POV I stepped out of the black SUV and felt the warm Mexican air wrap around my body like a blanket. The villa in Tulum was stunning… all white stone, an infinity pool glowing against the dark ocean, and thick jungle pressing in from every side. It should have felt like paradise. But all I felt was that same familiar emptiness I’d been carrying for years. Ryan was already chatting excitedly with Victor about work, laughing a little too loudly like he always did when he wanted to impress someone. Next to Victor, my husband looked small. Soft. Safe.

And god, he was in trouble. “And now entering the ice—Lian Mateo Alonzo-Kensington! USA's rising dual-type sensation, Chicago's pride and even the pride of Filipinos. Fast, flashy, dangerously talented, and yes, Demidov’s favorite rival. With him, is his team Chicago Frost Titans”

Six-three, maybe two-twenty. ‘Six-two, two-ten, and he belongs to me,’ says Teri, locking arms with me, reinforcing her claim. Gloria chides Teri, ‘Girl, why are you sucking on bananas when the top banana is at your fingertips. C’mon girl. Show us how you do it.’

“You deserve the truth.” I nodded once. My hands rested in my lap, trembling just a little. He reached for them, wrapping his larger hands over mine. He didn’t rush it. “I have a daughter,” he said softly. “Her name is Aria.” I bit my lip, but said nothing. “She’s five. She loves pancakes with too much syrup and sings to herself when she thinks no one’s listening.” His voice cracked on the next words. “Her mom - Camilla - died in a car crash two years ago.”

I turned off my phone and cried all the way home. I went straight to the refrigerator to grab my wine. I needed to calm my nerves. I pulled out my phone, turned it on, and called Kita. "Hey , girl what's up? I'm kind of in the middle of some." She answered the phone out of breath. "Nothing, just call me back when you get time."

(I'm all good, and you? "Non male" (I'm not bad). "ho sentito della morte di tuo Padre" (I heard about the death of your father). "Accetta le mie più sincere condoglianze" (accept my sincerest condolences). He added. "Grazie" (thank you). "Chi è questa bellazza?" (Who is this beauty?). He referred to Kris. "La mia ragazza" (my girlfriend). "Ah...hai degli occhi buoni come tuo Padre" (ah...you have good eyes like your father). "Forgive me Bella(the beautiful one), I'm Alessandro". He extended his hand to Kris and she took it, smiling shyly.

she turned wildly on the spot, frantically looking around “W-where Lena! Where!” Lena gently grasped her arms “Calm down Dawnie”, she said “the Green Man is a forest god which means he will be in some place like a park or a forest or….” she trailed off, her brown eyes drifting towards the orchard that they’d parked across from “Oh, that’s clever”, she breathed, staring at the name: Viridios. Dawn followed her gaze “They wouldn’t be so brazen”, she remarked.