Jodi Arias Pictures Novels & Stories

Aria stood outside the converted warehouse in Manhattan's Meatpacking District, checking the address on her phone one more time. This was it. Damien Cross Photography Studio. Damien Cross. The Damien Cross. The photographer whose work hung in MoMA and the Guggenheim. Whose controversial nude series had caused scandals and made millions. Whose subjects became famous simply by being photographed by him. And he was looking for a new muse. Aria was twenty-five, a struggling artist working three jobs to pay rent on a studio apartment the size of a closet. She'd seen the casting call online: Seeking female model, 21-30, comfortable with artistic nudity, long-term project, substantial compensation.

Then again, Jax was being arrogant by turning Ariel down twice in a row. Jodie was curious as to how gorgeous the celebrity Jax had chosen was for him to determine that she was the perfect female lead for the music video.

I can't fvcking believe, Jiro is cheating on Kylie with Aria – Aria who happens to be her half sister from her Father. I know Aria very well, she's our childhood friend. Jiro, I and she used to live in the same compound before Jiro decided to study here in Baguio while me and Mom and Dad went to the US. Of all people why Aria, Jiro? Aria is my first girlfriend and he fvcking knows that! Not, that I still love Aria. It's just so confusing!

Three more weeks. 847,000 likes. I scroll before I can stop myself and find her daughter in one of the photos. Aria. Sixteen years old, from Vivienne’s first marriage, and somehow just as devastatingly pretty as her mother, same bone structure, same easy grace, like beauty was simply something that ran in their blood and couldn’t be diluted. She was smiling at the camera with her arm around Roman’s neck and he was smiling back and something about that picture specifically sat in my chest like a stone.

Aria would start something on social media or putting a bug in someone’s ear about another person she had a beef with. “What are you doing, Aria?” “I’m still trying to get in contact with A.K. Crusader. I want him to make me his next cover model.” “Him? Aria, there is no A.K. Crusader. Juliette Barron is A.K. Crusader. I thought Michael took you to a book signing.”

After that, she was done. "You'd do anything to satisfy your fashion cravings," Jodi said, making Luna look at her with a questioning expression. "Well then, you're not unemployed," Luna said. "I am unemployed." "Then what's this?" Luna asked. "I'm not making money from these photos. I just collect them as a hobby," Jodi replied. "So you're wasting your talent. It's such a shame," Luna said, making Jodi shrug apathetically. "Don't you want to become a professional photographer?" Luna asked.

Looking at Jojo’s face, Vikas shutted her mouth with a pout on her face. “Don’t worry. I’ll deal with this…” Arissa held his hand and whispered. “I’m so sorry, Jo…” “No problem, sweety. Everything will be fine. Trust me ok?” Then, he kissed her forehead. ……………………………………………………………. After the incident, Arissa went back to her post. There are some series of photo sessions that she has to be done today. The senior photographer who was supposed to take the pictures still hasn’t come yet. Due to his illness and the office can’t wait because there are deadlines to be caught up. Soon, she’s in charge and giving the instructions to all the models that she is involved with. After a while, all of them ha

She leisurely pulled out an old purse from her pocket, took a photo from inside, and gave it to Liam. "Look, who is this?" Ryan took the picture of Aria and gave it to Liam, to avoid the boss getting too close to a dangerous person like her. The photo is quite blurry but it can be seen that it was taken only a few years ago, when Ariel was a student, it was on the university campus. Ariel and Aria can be seen very close to each other, smiling happily. "What, believe it?" Seeing Liam's half-believing half-doubt, Aria was extremely pleased.

Kim also helped remove the wig strand from Jasper's buttons, but they're careful not to pull my wig off my head. It's taking too long that Jasper and I needed to sit down because we're getting tired standing up like that. Even the other models were getting tired of waiting for the two of us when Aria raised her hand. "Uhm, can we please continue the shoot now? I suggest that I should just take the chair if that's okay with Lia." Aria used her pretty eyes and even looked at me as if asking for my permission, but it looks like she doesn't take 'no' for answers.

Chapter 1 My Job As Her Personal Assistant Started Getting Way Too Intimate I never imagined that being a personal assistant to one of the hottest actresses in the world would slowly destroy my sanity. Aria Voss is 26 — only two years older than me — and she is breathtaking. Long silky dark hair, sharp green eyes, full lips, and a body that looks like it was sculpted for sin. Every magazine wants her on their cover. Every man wants her in their bed. And for the past three months, I’ve been the one who gets to see her behind closed doors.