How Old Is Aria On Pretty Little Liars นิยาย & เรื่องราว

This was a sickness so deep, so twisted, that I couldn't comprehend how someone could function like this while appearing normal to the outside world. A journal sat on a desk, and with trembling hands, I opened it. August 15, 2010. Aria turns nine today. She wore a blue dress with white flowers. She smiled fourteen times during her party. She's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. One day, she'll understand. One day, she'll be mine. The entry was in Luca's handwriting. He would have been seventeen years old.

Aria's POV Livia looked like she was about to explode. She slammed her notebook shut and stormed out of the conference room. Jane, completely used to Livia's dramatic outbursts, simply rolled her eyes. "Don't let her get to you, Aria," Jane said. "Livia has been a senior designer with us for quite a while now. She joined the winter after you left. She isn't a bad person. Well, she's just blunt and defensive. Actually, she was also from the Academy of Fine Arts."

She makes her way over, her friend trailing behind. “Well, well, well.” She looks between Jack and me, smirking. “Raven. What are you doing here?” “Who is she?” Jack asks. “My annoying soon-to-be stepsister.” I step back from him, putting distance between us. “What are you doing here, Aria? You’re not even old enough to be in a place like this.” “Neither are you, technically.” She pulls out an ID and waves it. “Fake ID. See? Gina Horne, age twenty-six. Pretty good, right?”

_ Aria gasped. Her body stiffened in my arms, and then she went perfectly still. Too still. Her silver eyes, so like mine and Darius’s, opened wide. 12 years old. Not afraid. Curious. Like she was listening to a lullaby she’d heard before. Moon blood. “Cover her ears,” Elias snapped, stepping forward. Kade was already moving, putting himself between Aria and the pit. I didn’t. I couldn’t. Because my daughter wasn’t scared.

"Well that's kinda true...she was never like this at home..." Kahlia grimaced. He intended to keep his suspicions about Dean Mathers to himself, especially when thats all they were, suspicions. Aria certainly hadn't said anything in Dean's defense about feeling like they were mates and with her eighteenth birthday only two months away it was more than possible for her to start getting some feelings if that was to happen.

He might lock her up forever if Kayden knew she had been snooping around. “No! No! Don't leave me here! I'm locked here because of you!” Aria ignored her screams and ran out, shutting the door behind her. She should have known that someone like Kayden, who was capable of murder, could never change. 'Was she safe?' she thought, inwardly panicking. Because she was flustered, she didn't even watch where she was going and ran into the desk. She was about to sidestep and get out of there when her eye caught sight of an old picture of a little girl about 3 to 4 years old.

She was pretty sure what she said in front of the men, "Where are you taking me? Are we going to have a threesome?" Alex choked; he coughed at the sudden statement. Aria didn't care at all to stylize her sentence. "You really tested me, girl!" Lucas said "I'm 22 years old, and still a virgin! If you guys are going to have a threesome, I won't be able to do it, but it doesn't hurt to try right?" Aria raised and lowered her eyebrows teasingly Lucas sighed heavily; he massaged his temples and asked Alex to drive the car faster. They arrived at Lucas' private house. He didn't even know why he brought Aria to his house.

Reagan couldn't explain the complexities either. Aria laughed and propped her chin up with one hand. "He's scheming something against me? Well, that's perfect, then. I'll take advantage of this opportunity to ruin him. Grandma won't have to be so sad, then." As she said this, she played with the matchbox in her hand. Despite being only 18 or 19 years old, her eyes revealed a chilling coldness that would make a shiver run down one's spine.