Mariana Ai Novels & Stories

Mariana said in a small voice, “you had hurt me so bad that my neck snapped. The doctor told me that it is best for me to not do any physical activity. Curtis is taking my place in the race instead.” “This evil witch!” Dylan cursed in agitation openly, “of course she cheats. She never had the fucking guts to face us openly.” I remained silent even though I was also furious out of my damn mind. Anna put her hand on my shoulder and patted gently, “Don’t worry too much, alright? If you get tired on the way, just stop there and call us. We always have the option of trapping Mariana in an underground bunker until she learns her lesson.” I shook my head at them. Like we weren’t already in enough t

Aunty scolded Mariana who pouted. "Ma, don't call me Maria. You know I hate it." Her face flushed crimson as she took another bite. " We should have called Catalina, she would have arranged a flight for us, instead we went in coach!" Mariana was still going on about her bad trip. Aunty completely ignored her daughter, mumbling something to herself.

"Well I have to take her home. That's why I'm here in the first place. To bring her back to her Homeland" Wait a minute...... "You don't mean right this instant do you?" I asked "surely you can give me a few days to process all these and prepare myself" "I'm afraid not honey. The fact that you are alive and I found you so easily means that others can find you too. You are a very rare being little Azura, and you have lots of enemies. J could sense the energy from your power from miles away. So you are too vulnerable right now". Aunt Anna explained.

“And oh, did she tell you that she's his direct secretary? Well, screw that because my husband would never have such PA stand close to him even for a sliver of a second without puking. He has an allergy to fake people and so do I." Marina concluded as she walked off but then halted and pivoted to stare at Marian. "Also, the products I grabbed are our new products. Put them back into the racks at Aisle 8 before packing your things."

I start to blush, watching in envy as I miss my mate. As Stella waves the two of us over, I find myself suddenly very shy. Mariana is incredibly tall, graceful, and stunningly beautiful. Her long brown hair is braided pulling it off of her face to better accentuate her naturally chiseled cheekbones and generous mouth. She doesn't look much like Drew until she starts speaking. "Welcome Back, Doctor," she grins widely, holding her hand out for me to shake. Her handshake is firm and confident. "You remember me?"

He called her name but she had already been swallowed up by the darkness and was now in an unconscious state, He made sure to gingerly pick her up in his arms and just as soon as that was done, the door to the alchemist's workshop flew open and a seething Miram walked in, It was clear to Aaron that she perhaps wanted to finish what she started at the corridor, Her brows became so furrowed, "Aaron, what the hell are you doing with her?" She yelled so loudly with venom in her tongue that could burn anyone it touched, "This low life good for nothing wolfless junkie. Is she just acting out now?" She asked with palpable spite, seeping into her tone, Aaron simply balanced the unconscious Mia who K

Judging by training she was a lot stronger than Malakai is, and by results, she was killing him ten times more than he was nearing hitting her to begin with. “Modifications have been made to the plan,” I said, and Mariana frowned as I looked at her over my shoulder. “You, Arianna, go to the infirmary to get your shoulder fixed, and Malakai, I request that you go and get your neck checked as your sister nearly strangled you to death. We will be talking again in a few days, until then, make sure that you get as much rest as you can. You are going to need it…” End of Flashback.

Not here. “Brave words for someone lying helpless on the floor,” he said, his smirk widening. I clutched my cheek, swallowing the rising tears. “I’m not weak,” I spat back, my voice shaking but defiant. “I’m… not afraid of you.” From across the room, I heard another voice, smooth, cold, calculated. Marianna stepped forward, her eyes sharp as knives, a wicked grin on her face. “Relax, Liam,” she purred. “Don’t ruin the moment. Let’s wait for Adrian to arrive. That’s when the real fun begins.”

"Marianna." This time, I'm really surprised. Mariana's a weird one, how come she gets called and I'm not yet? She rarely ever talks. I don't even know if she's a Niju or a Cinco native. She can fit both categories. She doesn't even try sometimes, I always see her dazing lost in thought during lessons, her brown hair stuck to her normal braided pigtails. I try to stop my glare but it was useless. If she was called, I'm sure the next one will be- "Tarryn."

“This smells like a trap. We don’t know where she’s been.” Maria answered before Aria could. “I’ve been in the south. Running. Hiding. Killing who needed to be killed.” She looked at Aria. “But always for you.” Aria studied her. Then nodded to Matteo. “Strip her down. Check for wires. Check her blood.” Maria didn’t move. “Do it,” she said. “And when you’re done, we talk. Because I didn’t just come back with names. I came back with a list of every Umbra-adjacent vault Luciana’s trying to breach. And a new name.”