Ezra And Aria Novels & Stories

Another step did not follow… “Aria!”

Maximum— Aria threw a book across the room. It hit the wall. Pages scattering. "That bad?" Kira's voice. Standing in the doorway. Worried. "Worse." Aria rubbed her face. "I'm not a person. I'm a product. My mother. My grandmother. Everyone going back forever. We were experiments. Tools. Things created to fight wars we don't understand for beings we've never met." "You're still you though. Still Aria. Still the person who saved me. Who fought for everyone. That's real. That matters." Kira sat beside her. "What some ancient assholes planned doesn't change who you chose to be."

I could hardly breathe as Aria raised the microphone to her lips again. “Good evening, everyone,” she said sweetly, calmly, like she wasn’t about to blow my world apart. Everyone turned toward the stage. All eyes. All ears. “We are gathered here to celebrate Mr. Vale’s regained health,” Aria continued, placing a hand over her heart. “May God protect him and keep him strong.” She bowed her head dramatically. People clapped politely. My stomach twisted harder. “And of course,” she said with a brighter smile, “we’re here to celebrate the launching of this beautiful new product.” She gestured at the projector behind her. “May Vale Enterprises continue to grow and prosper, amen.”

“I love Athena. I love Selene. I love Jules. I still love Sister Rara And I love you, Riri.” Eris smiled wider. That was all she needed. Her fingers lifted Aria’s chin. Aria kissed her. Soft. Desperate. The kiss deepened without resistance, tongues tangled, breaths stolen. Eris’s body slid lower, lips pressing along Aria’s jawline, her throat, her collarbone. When Aria pulled back for air, Eris whispered, “Then let me bond with you, too.” Aria blinked. “Riri…” “It’s only fair,” Eris said, brushing a lock of black with silver undertone long and softly wavy hair from Aria’s flushed face.

“I need your help in tracking the fragments of the holy Nromais.” “I’m sorry but I think you have mistaken me for radar or some sort of metal detecting machine.” She was about to go back inside her shop when the man stopped him, “Marga, the Queen Aera herself sent for you.” His words stopped her. Looking back, she asked, “Princess Aera is the Queen now?” “Affirmative. About a hundred year ago.” “What about Queen Sliofe?” “She withered.” “I’m sorry to hear that.” It looks like things at Lenriad changed a lot since she went away.

The email came three days later. Subject line: Final Confirmation – Zuriché Executive Placement I stared at it longer than I should. Aria was across from me at the dining table, reviewing architectural revisions for her clinic. Highlighters scattered around her, glasses sliding down her nose slightly as she concentrated. For a moment, I didn’t open the email. Because unopened, it was still theoretical. Opened, it would become real. “Are you going to read it,” Aria asked softly without looking up, “or just intimidate it into disappearing?”

Darius blocked it, twisted, and disarmed him in two moves. “Better,” Darius said. “But you’re telegraphing your left.” Elias scowled. “I’m not.” “You are.” Aria, 12, still holding the ward, snorted. “He’s telegraphing.” Elias shot her a look. “You’re supposed to be concentrating.” “I can multitask,” Aria said. “Unlike some people.” Darius ruffled her hair as he walked past, ignoring her squawk of protest. He stopped in front of Elara.

the facilitator said over the mic. "That's our cue," Aria said. "I'll be seeing you guys later." Kian turned to her. "You will," he nodded his head. "Cause I'm going to be eliminating you." Aria shook her head. "Whatever you say, Kian." And with that, she walked over to her teammates. She smiled when she saw that Adriel was also on her team. "You're team red too?" Adriel turned around to show her red nametag. "We better try our best. I know what Zeth bought as a prize, and I want us to have it."

Aria paused taking deep breathe "look, I'm not gonna talk about Zack and Jena because it's not even my place to do so, I came here as your best friend and fuck! Just because that asshole has found his mate doesn't mean it is the end of the world Elva! Get the hell out of there and forget about him! I want my sexy bitch back, Elva!" Her voice broke and shattered with sobs, she felt bad for her and the fact that Jena is her cousin made her feel even more guilty. Soon the door was opened, it revealed Elva in tears, looking like a dead corpse, they hugged and sobbed together, Elva's mother had to coax both of them to stop crying before she left them alone to talk. She even brought some food aski

“Ezra. Lit class. From sophomore year.” "Pierced ass-cheek Ezra?" Nico blinked, as if the name alone summoned trauma. “That dude had more metal on him than my mom’s kitchen drawer.” Noel laughed, nodding. “That’s the one.” "I knew it!" Nico turned to Aria. "Didn't I say that bastard had nipple rings and probably one on each ass cheek too?" “Ew, I can’t.” Aria made a face and looked back at Noel. “What’d he want?”