Victoria Justice And Ariana Grande Novels & Stories

The screams from his fan girls were deafening,cries of joy and happiness. When one judge his outfit and all round handsomeness tonight you won't blame those girls at all. He grew his hair out a little bit making him a beautiful man. Andre bowed to the congregation and then presented his Queen. Arianna ofcourse, she stood there smiling like a diva the fans messing with her hair in a sexy way. She was styled by Tianna. Arianna catwalked into the spotlight trying to remain cool and elegant, but as soon as she got to Andre's side and he gave her a surprise kiss on the lips before locking her arms into his.

Aria turned to see a girl around her age jogging toward her, dark curls bouncing, her smile warm and easy. “I didn’t get a chance to introduce myself in there,” the girl said, slightly breathless. “I’m Victoria.” Aria returned the smile, still a little shy. “Aria. Though I think you already know that.” Victoria laughed. “Hard not to. You were incredible tonight. Most of us can barely focus enough for a flicker at first, and you… you nailed it. Twice!” Heat crept into Aria’s cheeks. “I don’t know if I’d say nailed it.”

“You have no idea what it’s like to lose everything. To watch your life crumble and burn because someone else wanted to play god.” Aurora’s heart ached at the rawness of Victoria’s words, but it didn’t change the fact that the woman’s pain had warped her into something unrecognizable. Something dangerous. Her quest for vengeance was clouding her judgment. “I didn’t ask for your pity,” Victoria spat, stepping back as though Aurora’s words were an insult. “I want justice. I want what’s owed to me. And I’m going to make sure that you and Damien both pay for the sins of his grandfather.”

“Ariana, Ariana Rodriguez. File a case against her, make sure she is punished for this “ she said as she cried harder into his shirt. “Don’t worry, I’ll make her pay “ he told her as he took his phone out of his pocket. “Mr William, it’s been a while, got any jobs for us” the person at the other end of the call asked. “I want you to get someone arrested. Her name’s Ariana Rodriguez and she has physically battered Scarlett…” he covered the speech of the phone and turned to Kira. “What’s your last name?” He asked her and that was when it dawned on Kira that if she had to get Ariana punished, she would have to use her real name.

she said firmly. "And I won't let you or anyone else stand in the way of justice." "Justice?" David sneered. "What do you know about justice? You're just a naive little girl who doesn't understand how the world works." "I understand enough to know that what you're doing is wrong," Ariana shot back. "You've hurt so many people and caused so much destruction, all in the name of some twisted sense of revenge. Well, I won't stand for it anymore." "You think you can stop me?" David laughed bitterly.

"Everything she does is calculated to maintain her position in society. She can't afford a scandal of her own." "So give her one." "How?" Aria smiled, and for the first time since this mess started, it reached her eyes. "We tell the truth." An hour later, I was in my lawyer's office with a recording device and a very detailed plan. "You're sure about this?" David asked. "She made a mistake when she threatened Maya. She made it personal." "And you think this will work?" I thought about Victoria's need for control, her fear of looking foolish, her absolute terror of being publicly humiliated.

He had publicly sided with her at an auction, completely unbothered about provoking Brian. Selena hadn't believed it—until now. Seeing Victor in person at college, she felt it might be true after all. She clutched Ariana's arm in excitement and whispered, "That's Victor Smith! Victor Smith!" Ariana asked, "Mr. Smith, are you here to talk about an investment? Did you plan to dabble in charity work?" "I'm not here to invest. I came for you." With that, Victor lifted his hand and took hold of Ariana's arm.

“I’m suggesting we handle this together. As partners.” “And Aria?” Victoria looked down at our daughter, still sleeping peacefully. “Aria deserves to grow up knowing that her parents fought for justice. That we didn’t let bad people win.” “She also deserves to grow up with both parents alive and free.” “Then we do this smart. We do this right.” Victoria met my eyes directly. “But we do this, Alessandro. Isabella doesn’t get to walk away from what she’s done.” “I never intended to let her walk away.”

{System Booting… 3% 45% 79% 100% Welcome to The 'Villainess Justice System'} A robotic voice thundered loudly across the area, announcing its presence. "Nnngh...Shut it….Shut it now!" The once stark figure from which the dark energy was absorbed from, seemed to have life as it yelled in a domineering tone with its gaze on the white floor. "Noisy." It muttered. Resulting from dark matter being taken away from it, the figure now appeared to be a woman. She possessed long dark, flowing hair with the top part tied into a bun with a blue feathered ribbon. Holding a sword dripping with fresh blood, her whole body was also drenched in another person's blood, possibly a victim as her body harboured

he paused with a small smile, “Get yourself something elegant. You’ll be attending a gala with me tomorrow night.” Ariana blinked. “Wait, seriously?” “Yes. I want the world to see my daughter the strong, stylish, unbothered Ariana Westbrook.” “I don’t have anything to wear that says ‘unbothered but mysterious heiress,’” she muttered with a mock groan. Victor laughed. “Then buy the whole store if you have to. And take the driver, of course.” “Liam?” “Yes. He works for me. Might as well make himself useful.”