Mary Argy Novels & Stories

“Send these out today. We’ll make the announcement formal.” Revania grinned, sipping her orange juice. “I’ll make sure everything is perfect. It has to be memorable.” Argan sat quietly at the end of the table, his coffee untouched. Something in his chest felt heavy—an emptiness he couldn’t explain. Mrs. Dirgantara noticed his silence. “Argan, what’s wrong? You should be happy.” He forced a hollow smile. “Yes, Mother. I’m happy.”

The sound of Violet attempting to open the door made me rise to my feet, wiping the tears from my face but I wasn't fast enough. "Don't cry. Everything will be fine". She hugged me as soon as she entered the room. "Nothing Netflix, ice cream and popcorn can't solve". She shrugged as she pulled away, making me chuckle. "Now come on, let's watch Angel has fallen". She pulled me towards the living room and I grinned happily. Gerald Butler's movies could always do the trick. I love all his movies. Maybe I even have a little crush on him. Moments later, Violet and I were seated on a couch, wrapped up in a blanket, popcorn in hand, watching Gerald Butler in action.

"Outside. Arguing with my girlfriend." I shook my head, then walked to the living room to see Aria and Aiden bickering over why cheese should be grated and not shredded. Was there even a difference? "Hi Aria!" I grinned. "Hi!" She grinned back. "We have so much to do. Get dressed. Are your nails fine? And your hair are a disaster!" Aiden looked at her all bored. "Its not like she's getting married, Asia." "Its Aria!" She snapped.

she murmured, clutching her still throbbing head. The doctor clucked softly. "Absolutely," she said. "And it's lucky that you didn't lose your child." Fiona was silent, then glared instantly. She looked at the doctor beside her with a strange look on her face. "What does that mean?" she asked. The woman in the white coat sighed. Of course, she knew Fiona Aubrey very well. No one does not know the young lady Aubrey because, in addition to being famous for her beauty, Aubrey Corp. is one of the largest investors in several well-known hospitals in the world.

"What I am trying to say... is that, that was a major factor to the argument your mom, Aramide had with my parents" "An argument?" Aracely asked as her gaze bore into him he immediately looked down at this point, Aracely had already deduced that this boy was certainly shy and acted way younger than his age, More like a teenager, it would be stupid at this point to continue this kind of conversion with someone who came off as traumatized but Aracely wanted to know and well — her curiosity got the best of her.

Her nervous face seemed relieved. After seeing it, I started eating again. While chewing the juicy steak in my mouth, I suddenly remembered the girl with a mask. The one and only Magda. I stopped eating and leaned my back on my seat. I remembered that Magda is living in the village where Angela lives. The village is small so it's possible she knew the mystery woman. "Angela..." I called out. She looked at me and stopped eating. "Yes, Clark?" she asked. I took a deep breath and released it slowly.

It was also just too weird. Naraja:”Hm?” While receiving a tug on the corner of his clothing, Naraja looked down and saw another little girl that looked a little younger or older by one year than Sunshine, he couldn’t tell. As Naraja stood and wondered what this little girl wanted, if he remembered what Nai said she said there was a person amongst the group that was deaf/mute. If Naraja could remember correctly her name was… Naraja: “Anima, right?”

Vega added. " Have you seen the First founder?" Amaria inquired. " No one has come in contact with the First Founder, so I'm not sure." Vega responded. "Jareth, Evera and I will look for more clues; you guys should return," Vega said. "No, we want to help," Amaria said, folding her arms. "I think you should go back, your friend doesn't look too well,"Jareth said, pointing to Teresa. Her skin had turned completely pale, and she could barely stand.

She glanced at me, her expression a mixture of smugness and challenge, as if daring me to react. Argon cleared his throat, drawing the room’s attention. He stood tall, his posture radiating authority, though his eyes were filled with a cruel, vindictive gleam. “Father, before we begin, there’s something I need to announce.” Grant raised an eyebrow, feigning mild interest, but I could see the calculating look in his eyes. “Go ahead, Argon.” Argon tightened his grip on Ava’s hand and pulled her closer. “This is Ava Forge,” he said, his voice loud and clear, carrying an edge of triumph that cut straight through me. “My new mate.”

I couldn't be more proud that he finally realised that. My empty headed friend was actually just blinded by ambition. Alhamdulillah for everything now. ------------------- Medellin, Colombia. -----------------------------Aguero's Cement. Old factory, 5:00am. The pain that was eating up all my bones and literally everything in my body was intense. I couldn't move, I was restricted and I felt so lifeless. The only things my blurry eyesight caught were old factory equipment, the air in the area smelt like that of cement and the cobwebs around me were of no doubt, plenty.