Aaron Booktok Novels & Stories

“Oh, Aislen. I bumped into Aaron here. I’m not introducing him to the craft, he is already a member.” “Oh,” Aislen was embarrassed. “I’m sorry, Aaron. I just… assumed.” “It’s fine,” he replied easily as Bianca opened the door. “It’s not exactly something you lead a conversation with. Hi, my name is Aaron Tilbrook, I’m a physio therapist, and a warlock.”

~Joan~ I hate my boyfriend. He sucks. Those were the only words I’d written since an hour ago when I turned on my laptop. The cursor blinked at me like it was mocking me, daring me to write something meaningful. But no, all I had was resentment and an empty brain. Rhoda was in the middle of a bad mood swing, thanks to her brother freezing her accounts and blacklisting her. Honestly, I’d be pissed too. So I had wandered through the house and discovered that the infamous Aaron actually owned a library. It was massive, artistic, and packed with books—so many books that, for a moment, I mistook it for a bookstore.

One of the reason that Mother Tree need to create the good leader for them and stop them because if Mother Tree won't prevent Dark Lord it will be easy to wake up. Dark Lord get its power from the negative aura. The Four Alpha's arrived at the Sanctuary of Life but Mother tree was not yet showing. While they were circling at the Sanctuary of Life, they were looking each other with a killer eyes. Senan was the first one to speak. "It's been a while since we never see each other brothers." Senan exclaimed while smiling to the rest of the Alpha's. "Hahahaha! Senan the great leader of the senate!" Lex laughing while clapping his hands.

“And I'll have no issues showing you just how useless you are now” “You dare speak to me this way?” Madam Rosa asked, “This. This, is what you want to become your Luna” “I'll show you what weak is.” ---- Aaron sat in the living room, reading through a few books, he turned in his seat, continued and turned again, before shutting it. He wasn't comfortable, couldn't be. Not after what has transpired between him and Sarah. If asked what made him say words like that, he couldn't answer. He didn't really think of her in that manner.

I laid on the bed for a few more minutes before sitting up , an uneasy feeling spreading through my body I stood abruptly and went to the living room. Aaron was on the couch, head buried in his books, doing what nerds do—studying. I tiptoed into the kitchen. The empty plate and cup were already washed and drying on the rack. A satisfied smirk crossed my face. Me: “So… you finished the meal?” He looked up, nodding. Aaron: “Yeah. It was great. I even emptied the pot.” Me: “And the tea?” Aaron: “Oh, I don’t drink tea. Hurts my stomach. Sorry, wasted that one.”

The fire crackled gently, radiating warm light over the room. When Aaron walked in, I didn’t raise my head to look at him instantly, but I felt his presence. “You skipped dinner,” he said calmly. “I have no appetite,” I said. He closed in. “You shouldn't be slipping meals, Aria.” I fling the book away, finally giving him my attention. “I can’t keep pretending either.” Something danced across his face — pain, maybe. You don’t have to pretend.”

’’ he asked, getting tired of ignoring my fingers poking his book. ‘’Take a look.’’ He gave it a long stare and twisted his mouth, before biting his lips. ‘’I’m not ten,’’ he said. I wished he would say my name, but he never did. ‘’It’s not for kids alone -’’ He pushed my hand gently with his book. ‘’The doctor ordered that I should rest. And Octavia too. I need to rest.’’ Why won’t you say my name, Aaron? ‘’A candy won’t harm you, Aaron.’’ I folded my arms across my chest. ‘’It was only a nice gesture. I saw it and thought of you.’’

“The name is Wendell. Nice to meet you.” He held out his hand for Aaron to shake, but he didn't even move. He just stood there, looking at the human. Wendell lowered his hand and hid both in his pockets. “Forgive this ogre man. We're traveling together, but he's not my boyfriend or anything," I said, shooting a glare at Aaron. "This is Aaron. Mr. Wendell was telling me that there is a lady in Name who is the keeper of this book and that there is more two of those,” cu said, lifting the book.

“Right, well, thanks for story time Toby, and your plans regarding the hot shower sounds amazing. We were all going to go together to the MegaStore, so maybe your new buddies would like to wait for the rest of the party to arrive?” “About that,” Aaron walked in. He was sweating and wore several hemp tote bags over his head and shoulders as well as a backpack on his back, distorting his shape. Toby and Aislen automatically stepped forward to help him untangle himself and deposit the bags onto one of the empty benches.

He simply allowed the moment to stretch until it became uncomfortable. Until someone else spoke first. Tonight that someone seemed to be me. “What do you want?” I asked. Aaron considered the question. For a brief moment it looked like he might give a serious answer. Instead he walked slowly toward the table near the window and glanced down at the open book resting there. “You read late,” he said. “That is none of your concern.” His fingers brushed lightly across the edge of the page before he closed the book. The simple movement felt strangely intrusive. “You prefer quiet,” he said.