Sienna West Mike Adriano Novels & Stories

"Hey, princess... Can you hear Mommy and Daddy? We're so incredibly lucky you're here. You've completed us—our whole world." And just like that, he said the thing I couldn't find words for. Sienna. She completed us. Our little world, bursting with dreams and quiet promises. She brought something we'd been chasing for so long—peace. Stability. Solid ground beneath our feet. She was everything. "You're a dad now, Mr. Adriano," I whispered, a soft smile playing on my lips as I brushed my fingers against his cheek. He leaned into my touch like it was the only place he wanted to be.

Nothing would stop me now. As I left their room, I took one last glance at their peaceful faces. "Goodnight, my loves," I whispered. "I promise you, everything will be alright." The flickering nightlight cast long shadows across the floor, and I felt a chill run down my spine. I could feel the darkness that lived inside me stir with excitement. And a voice whispered in my head, “The world will soon know our name, Luna Wicken, and they will learn to fear it.”

“You think I'm arrogant?” Sierra's cheeks burned pink. “I didn't write that!” “Your name was on it.” “It was someone's sick idea of a prank.” “So, you're telling me the ladies got together and forged this note in your name right after we kissed?” Sierra bristled. “You mean that terrible kiss that I didn't consent to!” I stared at her. Was she joking? She had been fully into that kiss! “Listen to me, Sierra,” I said. “You attract the worst kind of men, and I'm not about to line up behind them.”

He dipped his head, and stepped to one side. My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.

It's the bees teeming in my belly right now and oh sweet moon goddess they fucking sting! Sienna hugs Adrian, he hugs her back with one hand before pulling away swiftly, but that hug lasts eight seconds. Right seconds of torture for me but Sienna still has a smile on her face, oblivious to the devil dressed in anything but his true form. “Thank you, thank you. Alpha Adrian.” She tells him. I liked Sienna when I first met her and tonight too but now, she's making me see exactly why Tee has the urge to cut the hands of every girl that touches her mate.

Her Marina. THE END

Sienna He stands there for a moment looking at me with surprise, but he recovers quickly and smiles, comes inside. "You weren't introduced to me," he says, and I really have to pay attention to understand him because his accent is so heavy. "I'm Declan Adams, Giovanni's half-brother." He holds out his hand. I put my sandwich down, force myself to swallow the bite in my mouth and place my hand in his. "I'm Sienna."

Adrian questioned, to which she said no. "Hi, my name is Elena Vega," she said, raising her hand for a handshake. My hands lingered a bit, watching Adrian's gaze on me. I shook her hand back. "My name is Sierra; Sierra Monroe." I said, watching her hand slide away with a side of disgust crossing her face. "Let's go meet with the others now, Adrian," she said, her hand on Adrian's as she drew him away to the others.

I was trying not to think too much about Athena and her fiancée, or I might only get more annoyed. Sienna came towards me after a while, and she frowned at how angrily I was handling my work. “You know the shovel didn’t do you anything wrong right?” I didn’t even bother to look at her as I kept working. “I have to get this done before the sun comes up.” I answered simply. Sienna snickered at me “is that it? Or are you just mad that the signora was with signor Giovanni just now?” I stopped shoveling, and I could tell that Sienna was rolling her eyes. “You are too easy to read, Adrian.”

she says while leaning back into Ryan as he’s still hard inside her and lets out a slutty moan. I couldn’t hold it in anymore and began to sob. Hearing me cry, Ryan finally pulled out of her still hard and tried approaching me, but I pointed a finger at him. “Don’t you dare get close to me, you man whore.” I warned him, and thank goodness he halted in his steps. “How long has this been going on, Ryan?” I asked, still crying uncontrollably. “Since vacation. We hooked up on the trip,” Beatrice decided to be a pussy by answering.