The More The Merrier Novel Arissa Novels & Stories

She would be able to mend his broken heart just in case he felt disappointed that his mate was already mated to someone else. “Thank you, Luna. I’m nervous though. What if he doesn’t choose me?” Arissa said, looking at me anxiously. I cupped her face and looked into her eyes. “Then he’s a fool. Who wouldn’t want a beautiful woman like you?” I remarked. She smiled sheepishly and fidgeted with her fingers and this time, I laughed for real. She was so cute. Will Manuel think so too? Pain crushed my heart but I ignored it.

But then, their eyes suddenly lit up, and the murmured could be heard filled with certainty, “Surely, she's what we're waiting for,” it full with delighted, “the search is over!” “That's right, we finally have the peace!” “Hm, something is off, though. It seem she's...lost?” That, followed with the gasped, struck Mariya to confussion. “That's right, something is off. Arissa, what do you think is happening?” “Hm, by the looks of thing,” a short paused before the voice become so serious, “it's a curse. I could smell blood everywhere. Something is happening!”

Was that determination an impossibility since Dylan's arrival, or am I, again, too weak for this? The ticking of the clock rumbled along with the silence that had witnessed the restlessness of the heart. Thinking of a man who is non came home. “Milady… what are you doing there?” Merri came to Fuschia with two small fireballs flying around her head. “Pft-hahaha, Merri, if other people had seen you, they would have thought you were a ghost. Hahaha...haha..." “Milady, why are you laughing then crying? Sob... milady!” Merri ran to Fuschia, then immediately hugged Fuschia who was hugging on the floor.

Why did my subconscious think that it’s fine to stage a romance novel inside my head? “Why do you look so flushed?” Arissa’s voice yanked me back to reality. I’d completely forgotten she and Clara were still in the room. Her curious stare made the guilt in my chest grow tenfold. “It’s nothing,” I blurted way too quickly. “Why are you here this early anyway?” That did the trick. Arissa’s face lit up like the sun, and she practically bounced onto the bed beside me. “Because there’s a PARTY! For you!” She said excitedly just as Clara disappeared into my walk-in closet.

From my fingers to my toes, they were all carefully plated. Several wealthy elites in their fifties and sixties—men and women—sat around the table, picking up the ceviche from my body and tasting it. Sometimes, they would poke at me with their forks. Humiliation burned through me. I wanted to fight back, but my limbs were weak. “This one’s not bad,” an old man with pockmarked skin said as he licked his fork. “He’s just a bit too skinny.” “But the people who sent him here said he’s untouched. If he’s clean, he’s worth every penny.”

I don't want to go back there and if he gets to know he will send me back there so I am going to tell him that my home is far away and they sent me out so I came here and I have nowhere else to go. Yes!!! sounds great this is what I will tell him I smiled and clapped my hands grinning happily. ASHER'S POV I drove into my Beach House, climbed the pouch and opened the door to hear play giggle coming from inside the house. I totally forgot about the insane girl Melissa that's her name I guess. I stood by the door looking at her as she clapped and giggled. This lady is sure not okay I mean who claps and giggles alone in a house where she is the only one in.

Letting out a long, shuddering breath, she seemed to strengthen her resolve, pushing off of me to look up into my eyes. "Let’s get this over with." She said, pulling back and looking towards the ship where the others were already gathered. "The dead children have stopped being amusing." "Amusing?" I repeated, furrowing my brows. "How could something so vile be amusing?" "Beats the alternative, right?" Arissa responded with a shrug. "If I let them get to me, then I would end up letting whoever is trying to destroy me win, right?" Opening my mouth, I prepared to respond until I realized that she was correct. But the one that cursed her had almost won when they slit her throat and used her fath

Letting out a long, shuddering breath, she seemed to strengthen her resolve, pushing off of me to look up into my eyes. "Let’s get this over with." She said, pulling back and looking towards the ship where the others were already gathered. "The dead children have stopped being amusing." "Amusing?" I repeated, furrowing my brows. "How could something so vile be amusing?" "Beats the alternative, right?" Arissa responded with a shrug. "If I let them get to me, then I would end up letting whoever is trying to destroy me win, right?" Opening my mouth, I prepared to respond until I realized that she was correct. But the one that cursed her had almost won when they slit her throat and used her fath

asked Tisha sleepily. “Yes,” I replied, turning back to look at her. “Your children would not be disappointed. You have done a lot of good things for people who owe you nothing… And you’re wrong. Kelly and Asher got their heart of gold and selflessness from you.” Then she fell into a deep sleep, and I left, closing the door on my way out. It felt good to hear that, even though I didn’t believe it to be true. It is time for Summers’s training again, and I really don’t want to go. I will be in the training yard with Summers if you need me. I linked my mates.

Because a celebration full of love shouldn’t have invisible fault lines running beneath it. For now, I turned my attention back to Chen, who was declaring war on a piñata shaped like a raptor. His joy was unfiltered and I wasn’t going to let the quiet tension ruin his day. But I’d be paying attention. Because in our little land of dinosaurs, the quiet things are the ones that leave the biggest footprints. I felt someone stand beside me. It's Abby.