Melody Ariel's Daughter Novels & Stories

We had just finished our meeting when the office door burst open and the two most adorable children came running inside. “Mommy! Mommy!” They both called to Ariel and ran right up to her. Ariel’s face lit up in the best possible way and instantly stood form her chair, bending down low to her children's height. She hugged them and kissed them on each of their cheeks, embracing them as if her life depended on them. I stood to my feet, shocked and looking at the scene in front of me, realising that Ariel has kids/ she is a mother of two a boy and a girl. The boy looks like a miniature version of me, while the girl looks just like Ariel and after looking at them my mind made me suspicious, think

“That young lady right there is Ariel Hart, my own daughter.” “What!” My jaw dropped. What the hell was he on about?

“Oh, the mother is here. I’ve been waiting for you. Look how pretty the daughter you made is. I wonder what your fragile little heart would feel if I threw her all the way down.” “You wouldn’t dare do that. Let go of her.” Bree’s voice raised. She clutched Iris’ hand as she tried too hard to resist the urge to rush to her daughter. “Ariel? Ariel, are you okay?” The child only let out a weak ‘mommy’ and like a dam opened, Bree’s tears burst out, streaming down her cheek freely at the sound of Ariel’s weak voice. “Ariel, it’s Mommy,” she cried.

"You know Ariel right?" "Yes, she's the first daughter of Jobe Asika. From what I've gathered over the years, she's a beautiful young woman with fair skin and noble character. She's submissive as she would only do as she's told and wouldn't get in your way. Also, she's past the mating age, so she's ripe for the picking. But it was rumoured years back she battled acute-"

Please forgive me, Mommy was so terrible to you but I had no any option “she spoke hysterically not believing that her daughter was right Infront of her. “I am sorry but I am Melvin Oliver. I don’t understand what you are saying “Mel seemed confused. She has never even met Ariel. This was the first time that she was seeing her. Ariel turned her face to look at the man besides her daughter “Off course you are my daughter. A mother can never forget her own flesh and blood. Your father will confirm that what I am saying is the truth. Come here, I have waited for so long to give you this hug. I don’t care whether you hate me or love me but I want to show everyone here that I am not that bad. I k

I glance back at the woman who brought Aria into this world, “Thank you for sharing your blessing, Melody. We will all cherish her for as long as she lets us. I also want to thank you for accepting our relationship. I know it had to have been shocking at first, but you were able to look past what society says relationships should be like and are now taking a chance on us, and I promise that we will do all that we can to not fuck it up.” Melody chuckles and takes my other hand, “Oh, Jory, I can see why my daughter loves you so much. I can see why she loves all of you the way she does. You all bring something different to the relationship, things that she needs, and yes, I do see the love that

She stared unblinkingly at me and even seemed to be smiling. Quinn was dumbfounded. He didn't notice that Melody's gaze had darkened completely. Melody gritted her teeth before forcing a smile and saying despondently, "In the end, Ariel's still her biological mother… unlike me. Who knows if I'll still have the chance to have a child of my own?" Her words were cut off by a series of coughs, her face instantly turning pale. Quinn immediately snapped out of his daze and hugged her, comforting her and patting her back gently. His movements were so practiced he must've done that a thousand times before.

Kelvin asked her. If Kelvin was a stranger and has never met Aria before in his life, he would say he just slept with a stranger. He would accept it as just a fling and that she’s a girl he would never get to see. But she is Aria, his childhood friend and daughter to his mother’s best friend when he was a kid.

She moved quietly, her footsteps making no sound on the grass. Aria. Kael and Selene’s daughter. She was six years old, with her father’s green eyes and her mother’s dark hair. But she’d inherited something else from her mother too. Power. Even at six, everyone could feel it radiating from her like heat from a fire. “Give Isla her ribbon back.” Aria’s voice was calm. Almost too calm for a six-year-old. Nora turned to face her. “Or what?” “Or I’ll make you.” Aria took another step forward.

Still, this girl betrays me, and hugs Adrian's legs, making him lift her. “Traitor,” I grumble, chewing on my bottom lip. “Arieya and I talked, and we decided that you're only nice when you want to be.” “What?” I gasp, “You are turning my daughter against me?” I frown, reaching to tickle her. Arielle giggles, squirming in Adrian's arms and then, I take her, bouncing her on my hip, “There now.” I kiss her cheek. Looking back at Adrian, I snort. “Umm, pink is a really cute color on you.”