Mariana Ai Novels & Stories

And she was going to be his assistant. Teresa set the laptop down on her bed and scuffled a few distance away from it. She was staring into space, still trying to process the information just given to her when Mariana waltzed into her room and plopped on her bed with a stick of sour jerky in her mouth . "I see that expression. That's either your ' I'm completely screwed ' expression or your ' what the hell have I gotten myself into expression ' so which is it." Mariana said as she took another bite of the jerky.

I kept his eyes off my mind, refusing to look at the man’s face, refusing to let him see the cold, hard rage hiding behind Luna’s mask. Outside, Mateo walked calmly into the main floor of Club Máscara. He had driven his Audi sports coupe through the narrow streets of Madrid, but his demeanor remained entirely composed. He hadn't bothered to put on the velvet mask provided at the entrance. He walked in with his bare face exposed, his sharp jawline relaxed, and his dark eyes observing the room with a quiet, patient focus.

Nuella didn’t know when she shed tears as well , she leaned closer and held her hand “Up till this day he didn’t tell me anything about you, talking about you always angers him, but I will see what I can do” “Thank you” Mariana smiled greatfully and tears rolled down her eyes. “You still haven’t told me why Oliver wants you to remain here” Mariana moved her hands away and stared down at her feet “Because I’m a murdering, I killed my own child”

I power on the device, clicking on the call button and dialing the only number I know. She picks up after two rings. "Bella?" "I lost my phone." "Where the hell are you?" she snaps. "I've been waiting for you at the hospital." "Hospital?" She's silent for a while. "You don't know?" she asks slowly, cautiously. My heart drops and suddenly I'm so cold that my hands are shaking. Something terrible must have happened. "Mark was poisoned. He's in the hospital as we speak. His mother is here too and she has asked me to call you like fifteen times now. The doctor says it's not looking good," she explains.

Katharina Stones, her real name. “Sure” She nodded to Zach before looking back at her phone. “Wait” She halted his steps. “Im so glad you’re making friends” She whispered and he sighed. “Me too, ma” “I mean that was why we came to Paris right?” A smile infected her lips as the phone buzzed in her hands. With a glance, she’d sighted his name- “And-“ She said. Denver: you don’t have to do this. you don’t have to let me back. Love me back. i just want to reach out, hopefully we could see sometime-

"Alright now leave." Mariana smiled and walked out hurriedly, knowing very well that Aaron didn't like anyone around him more than they needed to be there and Mariana was not required there anymore. He barely tolerates people around him for their usefulness to him obviously a few people were exceptions to it. But only a few!

Mara raised an eyebrow and looked out the window. "What do you want from me?" Mara was very fierce and she just wanted this Keren lady to go straight to the point. "I like your attitude and like you, I also love to hit the nail on the head. Here is the thing" Keren was beginning to make sense to Mara finally. "I'm listening" Mara finally looked at her. "I deal with other things, smuggling them in and out of the country and I would need your help to do that" Keren was blunt.

* ANIYA - NO in KOREAN * "Oh, thank God. Are you on the Perpetual Medical Center right now, I will go there too," Marian ran over the hallways again and barged in the office without notice. The teachers in the office were surprised by that loud slam as Marian entered the office and retrieved her tote bag, forgetting the flashcards over the table.

Mari asks. "Its none of your business, but do you know one?" "Yes I do, and you know him too." "Who are you talking about Mariana?" "I'm talking about my sisters friend and coworker?" "Stop playing games and just tell me." "I'm talking about Eriza Ar' Sanin but you may know him as Eric."

Ares Damien Lamiento's Point of View Mariana is like a gemstone in my eyes. She was sparkling under the sun's heat while those curves made me drool over her. She was under the sun and was busy taking selfies on my phone. I don't even know why she's now holding it when I told her that she's not allowed to use it in any way. She's at the barricade whilst wearing those yellow bikinis whilst I was behind, just purely staring at my precious girl.