Ezra And Aria Novels & Stories

Elara whispered. Aria did — carefully at first, then faster, her wrist working as Elara gasped and clung to her, whispering her name over and over like a prayer. When Elara came, she shook. Aria just stared, stunned, watching her unravel completely beneath her touch. And then Elara flipped her again. Aria spread her legs without hesitation, breathing fast. “Sister Rara, I’m — I’m —” Before she could finish the sentence, Elara’s mouth was on her again.

She was certain that he had already broken his ties with them. "We can just tell my secretary…" Ethan said. "Nah, it's okay. Do you want tea, Aria?" "Thanks, Dad." He greeted the little one. Aria was a little anxious as she let Ferdinand go to the café where she had seen Janine and Marga. They went to Ethan's office and waited for him as Ana and Kiel drew on their canvas and discussed whatever baby stuff. "What is it, love?" he asked her. "It's just—I saw Janine and Marga at the café in front. And I saw Grandpa Ezekiel's car and a woman coming out of the car. On the way to the same café. I might've mistaken her for Sabrina, but Sabrina just got discharged."

Please give me another half an hour. After sending her response, Aria buried her head in the fashion design draft she had been working on halfway. In addition to her role as Xavier’s personal secretary, Aria would also take on freelance fashion design projects during her free time to earn extra income. The other party swiftly replied. [G, with your exceptional talent in design, if you pursue it wholeheartedly, you could become an internationally renowned designer in no time. Why do you still insist on following Mr. De Luca?] Aria responded with a bitter smile. [Quick money.]

Date of Birth: November 12, 1997. Place of Birth: New York City. Mother: Vivian Stirling. Father: Unknown. Aria stopped. She read it again. "Noah," she said. "What?" "Look at this." She slid the paper toward him. Noah looked. He frowned. "Father: Unknown." "If you were born in wedlock," Aria said, "if she was legally married to your father in 1996, why isn't Richard West listed?" Noah went still. Vivian walked into the dining room. She placed a cup of tea on the table. The steam curled into the air.

The only rich handsome man who is not arrogant and often gives her gifts. Initially, Mila was surprised to learn about the relationship between Ezra and Ariel. Mainly because of Arie's slightly naughty appearance from the outside. Mila had suspected that Ariel was one of Ezra's dates and had slept together. But Ariel immediately denied it firmly that their relationship was just friends. She only helped Ezra to check the cctv and make sure no suspicious strangers came to this apartment.

“PA?” Aria smiled wider, “Yes. My personal assistant. Who else would I trust with everything?” Zara leaned back, half-laughing, half-shocked. “Me? Aria, I can’t—”

Auria said with all the seriousness in her voice. “Why not file a case to the police?” Jack replied, taking the paper from Azrick’s hold and reading it once more. Auria shook her head and said, “no, I want things done efficiently and with as little involvement as possible. And through research and asking around, I figured that you two are the one fit for the job.” Auria opened her mouth to say more things but redacted, instead, holding a hand towards Azrick and Jack as she introduced herself. “I am sorry, I forgot to formally introduce myself. My name is Auria Martinez, an actress and singer of the Odyssey Production. I am a popular actress and singer and often perform at theatres and things

It took a while but Aria was finally done with her chips, she let out a breath before Looking around the restaurant hoping to see Angelo Her eyes landed on his body, as he talked with Peter, the same men she saw him with that day were all around him. Maybe their close to each other Aria thought before looking at them, Her eyes landed on a Dark skin man. He was walking towards her with a grin on his lips "Hey I'm Eren," He said softly with a childish smile Aria giggled at his face before mumbling" I'm Aria" He looked at her hair before saying. "WOW" "Is it your natural hair or u colored it?" Eren said eyeing it closely. "It's natural, I got it from my Mom" Aria whisper softly

Not sovereign or divine, but simply Aria. Ryan stared at her, then joined in with a low laugh of his own. Relief finally broke through the iron tension that had gripped his chest for far too long. That shared laughter changed everything in the square. The crowd witnessed it. The rulers observed it. The witches felt its impact. This was not a distant, untouchable god or an immortal tyrant. She could laugh. She could cry. She could love. She could choose mercy. She remained herself, and somehow that truth made her even more powerful, not less. The Guardian stepped forward once more from the edge of the square. Its heavy chains dragged softly across the stone as it moved. Ancient eyes studied b