Rena Ayana Novels & Stories

"ERIKKA, I don't think I can do this." Erikka Villanueva, Ara's best friend in the whole world, gave her a narrowing look as she squeezed her arm tightly. "We are not going on about this again, Ara. We've been planning this for a long time and I will not have you back-out on me now."

But that was hard, seeing as she just sat there looking out of space. Camila Brinx was indeed a fine and beautiful young woman, she was a role model to many girls and women, they aspired to have her calm and collected mindset. I've heard many girls discussing how beautiful she was and how much they admired the way she talked and carried herself. She was indeed remarkable, she has a light six pack and a beautiful hour glassed shape, not to mention her moisturized curly brunette hair.

"Lainee is back at the pack. I needed her there to watch over them all." "Blaine wanted to come but she has to fill in for me," Allen added. Disappointment washed over me and I instantly felt stupid for thinking they would've came. Lainee's the Luna so she has to stay behind and Blaine is the Beta sister. I should've known.

said Aiyana then hurriedly left and left Afgan. “Uhm, I have a clean towel in my closet, just use it,” Aiyana said before closing the door. Afgan raised the corners of his lips because of the reaction given by Aiyana. The woman reacted according to his expectations and expectations. Afgan was increasingly convinced that Aiyana and Adelia were the same woman. Aiyana was even more beautiful because of her plastic surgery. After Aiyana's departure, Afgan decided to clean up and go to bed. Afgan stepped into the closet and opened it to find a towel.

I leaned on the door and clenched my left chest, where my heart is beating so hard. I closed my eyes shut trying to calm myself and after a few minutes, my heart is on its normal rate. I moved towards the sink and rested my palms on it as I looked at myself in the mirror. I must say, Cyrene is good with hair and make up. She did my hair effortlessly and I love it. She was able to cover the dark circles under my eyes which appeared after too many sleepless nights. She was able to bring color and life to my dull and boring face and darn this pretty gown that she lent me, it complements my skin so well. And she was right when she told me that my gown would stand out from the rest, even Alicia's

And among the crowd, hidden yet watchful, Ryan observed it all with a heart pounding like war drums. At the center of this charged arena, Aria stood alone. Bound yet unbowed, she appeared small against the backdrop of the massive wooden platform, yet her presence commanded an inexplicable gravity. The wind tugged gently at her hair, carrying the faint scent of incense and fear-sweat from the assembled masses. She lifted her chin slightly, refusing to let the weight of their stares crush her spirit.

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.

he added, motioning toward Trinity’s mom. Before I could say anything, Ayana pulled me into a hug, wrapping her arms around me tightly. I froze for a second, surprised by the unexpected affection, but then relaxed and hugged her back. It made me think about how nice it must be for Trinity to get this warm welcome all the time. Ayana pulled back, her hands still resting on my shoulders as she studied me with a smile. “I’ve heard way too many good things about you from my daughter,” she said, her eyes sparkling.

ISAAC “I thought I'd die without seeing you again!” Granny complained as she looked at Anaya, who sat across from her with a smile on her face. “Granny! How can you surely think of such a thing? I come here as often as I can.” Anaya softly reached over the table, but Granny, being the drama Queen she is, removed her hand with an attitude like a toddler sulking. Anaya looked excruciatingly beautiful in her pink dress with white flower patterns and her red hair tied in a neat bun. I prefer it falling over her shoulders, but she is a queen and can do whatever the hell she wants with her hair.

I whined to her, she smiled and kissed my forehead " Waliykum Asalaam honey. Don't worry you can sleep later on" Hayat said and went back to her cooking. "Where's Zyana I didn't see her " oh sorry I forget to tell you about Zyana she is younger than me she is 18. A fresh graduate, she is planning to do major in Education. She loves to teach kids and wants to be a teacher like my mom. " She is doing yoga as usual; you should also join her Anam, it's good for you "she always gives me some advice. Hayat got her plate and sat beside me.