Three The Perfect Number By Sealand Aria Novels & Stories

“A pleasure, it truly is, to finally meet you. King Atticus, Queen Normana, and Prince Landon. I am Meredith Aelisia, the Queen of Paria-Drae.” The way she said that caused a bad feeling to settle in Gwen’s stomach. Goosebumps broke out on her skin when she said her last name. She sounded like her mother when she said it. It made Gwen all the more uncomfortable. Greetings were exchanged with the rest of the families. The nobles stood back unintroduced. Gwen wanted to know if her biological father was a part of the group. She would definitely have fun torturing him if he was. She also wanted to see what her mother’s taste was like.

“Hello.” “....” Silence. There’s no answer from across the phone. “Yeobseyo.” “....” Suddenly the caller hung up. Tiara just fell silent while staring at the phone screen. Weird. “Is it trying to scare me?” Tiara put the phone back down. Her hands are moving to clean up the old book. The book with the cover of ‘The Power of Darkness’ has a unique shape. The carving of roses with minimalist style on the cover looks real. Tiara’s never seen a book cover like this before. She tried to open the book, but it couldn’t open.

I said as a mode of greeting. “Hello Stella.” Tomi said from the other end as I paused then look at the number. “Even though I deleted your number, I know that your number ended with the mark of the beats, this isn’t your line.” I answered. “I thought you wouldn’t pick if you knew it was me.” she answered. “You are right but nothing is also stopping me from ending this call.” “Wait, please. Let’s talk then I will leave your hair. I heard you are leaving the country…”

Again, I stared down at the woman I was plowing. They'd called Ariana a fuck goddess before, but then what did that make Vanessa? She was a piece of female perfection, from the curve of her sides to the jiggle of her breasts hanging down, conical under her. Her tan skin and golden hair were flawless. You couldn't mold a more perfect woman. And I was fucking her. Forcing sounds and screams out of her. It's enough of a dream to play a Stradivarius. But to suddenly become a virtuoso in front of an eager crowd? It was beyond anything I could have fantasized about.

When I finally turned my phone back on, there were dozens of messages from Liam. Starting with: "WTF! Tessa, you crazy woman, where the hell are you?" And ending with: "Dearest Tessa, please come back to Valoria. Sebastian is losing his mind!"

She immediately stopped supporting her boyfriend in life and studies and made a clear decision. "Was it you?" Stephany was shocked. I smiled and said, "I happened to see it in the lounge. So I helped you once, and now it's your turn to help me." Stephany returned to the audience and gave Ariana an "OK" gesture. Ariana, who received the signal, confidently announced, "Next, I'm going to sing a song for everyone called 'The Perfect Couple'." The music started, and Ariana picked up the microphone to lip-sync.

It was so sexy. Jeremy then mindlinked me, “do you want to keep her?” I mindlinked back, “yes.” We were royal lycans, so we were able to communicate telepathically. A lost art among the lycans and werewolves. Looks like we found our princess. Matthew’s POV

Number seven was adequate, but Aria was perfect. I just needed her to agree to return.

"The best option now is for you to redo your senior year with Nicole. I'll see you on campus one year from now. Nothing's going to change during this time. It's not a big deal." Not a big deal? My whole body started to shake uncontrollably. "Preston Nolin, do you know what a 626 score means?" I asked. "It's the top one percent in the entire state. "I woke up at 4:30 am and went to sleep at midnight every day. I was doing practice exams even on New Year's Day. I threw myself into studying for three straight years to get that 626, and you say it's 'not a big deal' and that I should just redo my senior year?"

“Chloe.” My heart sank at the name. Not long ago, a package addressed to "Chloe" had arrived at our house. Inside was a limited-edition set from Victoria’s Secret. I asked Liam about it. He didn’t even glance at it. He just tossed the package in the trash, his face perfectly calm. “It’s either a mistake or some influencer trying to get attention. Forget it.” The truth I couldn't see then was staring me in the face now.