Melody Ariel's Daughter Novels & Stories

She was more of a daddy's girl but she was still my twin, we played and hung out alone from the boys. “How are you sweetie?” Ari asked in a mum voice and Mason let her carry him. “Ohh, so you let her?” Lorena asked and Mason stuck out his tongue. Lorena did the same before walking off. They played too much. “Where is Ariel?” I was right when I said Ari and Andrew would birth a daughter because seven months after Nathaniel's kidnapping, Ari pushed out my beautiful niece. She was literally the sweetest kid I had ever met and so well mannered. Ari and Andrew had gotten married as well. These past few years had been filled with marriages back to back and joys.

I was sure he was going to end up tangling it, but it didn't matter as long as he didn't cry; it was fine with me. I looked puzzled at Melisa, seeing the toys and dolls scattered around the front yard, next to a small princess castle. "What's that?" I asked Melisa. She smiled. "For Sariah's daughter. She's just about to turn one in 6 months, but Mijail was really excited." I smiled at her words. "I didn't know Sariah had a daughter," I commented. "Sariah is a good woman, I'm sure she loves her daughter, but not everyone has the same way of loving."

Aria whispered. The midwife pulled her closer. Aria’s head rested against her shoulder like it had so many times before when she was a little girl. “You listen to me,” the midwife said quietly. Aria slowly lifted her head. The older woman looked into her glowing eyes. “You are not cursed.” Ice crept across her collarbone. “You are not a mistake.” The cold tightened around her lungs. “You are the daughter of two people who loved you enough to die protecting you.” Aria’s eyes filled with tears.

She knew that it was not the one who helped her a while ago. “Hi, here’s your water,” she said and handed her the glass of water “Thank you,” she said, and quickly drank the water. “What’s your name?” the little girl asked afterward. “Arrianne,” “Hello, I’m Melody, and the one who came here a while ago is my sister. Her name is Alexa. My mother is Melinda, that’s also where my name originates while my father’s name is Alex where my sister’s name came from,” she said. The little girl is talkative and has a lot of stories in her, so she was not bored. She learned that the child was good at singing and both sisters were beautiful.

So it turned out that he had been lying to me all along. I cried myself to sleep that night; it was that same night that I got to realize that I was pregnant for him. What was Ryan doing here? I couldn't believe that I was going to meet my ex this way! Someone should wake me up from my dreams right now! "What is her name?" He questioned his mother. Acting like he doesn't know me? That should be a good thing. I'm pretty good at it, too. "She is Arielle." His mom sat right beside him. Why was he not acting surprised? Did he know that I would be here?

The buttons on their cameras were going to break soon thanks to how relentlessly they had been clicking away. A group of people huddled together and started chatting with each other. Somebody asked, "Hey, doesn't she look familiar?" "Isn't she the daughter of the Miller family who disappeared all those years ago? Wherever she went for her plastic surgery, the doctor did a great job. She's really beautiful now." "Hey, don't you remember her scandal with Stephen Anderson? It seems like there's more to it now!" "But Ariel has already given birth to his child. How would Yvonne fit into that relationship?"

Christin frowned and felt that he should first obtain Ariel's contact information and ask what type of conditions she would make. He quickly sent someone to investigate the background of Ariel from University A. Only then did he realize that she was Cyrus' younger sister! The daughter of City B's Randell Family? Was she truly their biological daughter? Her elder brother was so good-looking, but how did she turn out like that? Christin began to suspect if Cyrus had plastic surgery, or...had Ariel's plastic surgery failed? While thinking of that, he felt the latter was more likely. Suddenly, he sympathized Ariel and added her as his Facebook friend.

Anyone could tell from her beauty that her children inherited their good looks. Ariel, on the other hand, was dressed in jeans and a baggy peplum top that was covered in crystals. Her elegantly styled, wavy hair fell in a pretty circle around the contours of her face. She was such a lovely woman that seeing the lovely Aimea wouldn't make her feel any less of herself. After seeing her daughter, Aimea was the one who organized the meeting with Ariel. Ariel was delighted that her daughter would marry into such an illustrious and wealthy family. As her future husband-to-be drew near, she couldn't stop grinning alongside him.

She roared like a lioness ready to protect her cub. “She took it from me mom...what I worked so hard for...” she said in between sobs building agitation in the heart of Lucinda. “Who? Tell me dear” she inquired in a heartbeat. “It’s Arya, mom. She took my opportunity from me” she stated finally watering Lucinda’s thirst. “Arya? Melissa’s daughter?” She asked unable to believe her ears. “How many Aryas’ do you know mom?” She snapped distressed my her mom’s frozen frame.

princess:- then what kind of friend you mean girlfriend or just friend. ariel:- just friend, you tell me your father wants you to get married, his friend son, he is rich, I am not that much rich because I am just 20 years old. princess:- what did you do, did you still find the courage to meet my father or did you just reject me