Aaron Falk Novels & Stories

He knew he should’ve come at least fifteen minutes after Christian suggested so that he would actually be ready to go. “Maybe the gray one,” Christian mumbled. “Where is the gray one?” He disappeared, and Aaron eyed the bottle of Scotch sitting on the counter, figuring he probably had time for at least one drink before his partner was ready to go. After the Dracula hunt, Jordan Findley had requested to meet with him privately. Apparently, Ward had not only let the Leader know that Aaron had saved their mission, Van had also sung his praises. While Aaron insisted he hadn’t done anything beyond what was expected of him, Findley announced that he would now be the new Southampton Area Leader, an

Don chuckled. "No no. That's not what I meant." I chuckled at him. "I meant what's your position?" I asked him. "Third in command." He stated proudly. "You're really young." I commented. He tried to discreet and flexed his muscles. I giggled and shook my head. "Anyways, where is Alpha Aaron?" Felix asked him. "He's somewhere in the pack house. Why?" He replied. "Does he know we've arrived?" "Yes, I've informed him. He said he'll let you two settle in and then asked me if I could bring you guys down after." He replied.

SPADE “You found something?” I asked Terzo after poking fun at me. “Aaron is not his real name.” Linden turned his laptop to us. “He’s Belarusian with a rap sheet a mile long of assault, DUI, to name a few. Barys Norkov, and uses a lot of fake IDs.” I looked at Terzo, who suddenly went silent. “You want an apology? Fine. I’m sorry. And you were right. I don’t care about money. If I weren’t there, she could be a missing person right now.”

The door flies open, and Christian is fuming. “You’re arresting me!” he bellows at the top of his voice. I didn’t have a clue what he was talking about. “Uh… I…. What?” “He is talking to me Ash.” Daryl mutters. Christian was red in the face as he glared at Daryl, but for some reason he wasn’t moving forward, like he couldn’t get through the open door. “House arrest Christian.” “You fucker!” “Now now Christian, it is for your own good!”

Marks pov I shifted to the back of my cell nervously; It took a lot to make me nervous but the dark look she got on her face was making me shiver. How could a woman that's so beautiful look so deadly all of a sudden? I asked myself and looked over at Raven to see if he felt the same as me. He was standing with his arms crossed over his chest and a smirk on his face; oh he was loving this side of her. I wanted to facepalm myself, because off course he would love it, stupid Russian loves torturing bad people and the sadist in him was loving this. I shook my head and gazed back over to her when more people filled the outside of the cells, this wasn't going to end well. She just kept standing th

I instructed. "I'm on it. Now for the girl. The one you're not interested in,” he snickered. He quickly stopped when I growled. "Okay. Be broody about it. Aurelia Faith Christian is a sixteen-year-old from Eugene, Oregon. A B+ student, despite her age, will be a senior in the fall. She's on the debate and girls’ lacrosse teams at school and has multiple trophies from equestrian events. Her parents, Mary and William Christian, own and run the Christian horse ranch. And well, they are human. No connection to our kind or even knowledge of it,” he reported.

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Ezra put his hand on his chest, pushing him back. “The man is proud of his achievement, and I don’t expect you to ruin it. Get the fuck out of here before you end up turning the place into an unnecessary bloodbath.” Ezra said, glaring at Killian who smirked, knowing that he was ticking a button. “What the fuck are you doing here?” Mikhail asked, glaring at Killian. I got up from the chair, noticing Ezra who wrapped his arm around Mikhail, pulling him back. My heart raced, and rushing toward us, Armando wrapped his arm around me pulling me back.

'There was a sudden deem lights, Phelan remembers someone, who was Don Carlton telling her to go lay down and rest. She tried to refuse, but he was too strong, and she was unable to stop him. It was so sudden that Don stood, watching Phelan in a distant approached her in a smile that shed some lights in the deem lights that came from the window. A meter from Phelan, Don put his hands on her shoulders, and then made an excuse and left.

For the first time, the whole team drew their attention to Zayn. "Um...I am Zayn, Zayn Redfield." that's all he said. For a moment that awkward atmosphere tensed up. But thanks to Jake he saved the moment. "Come on bro, we'll make the best team ever" he cheered with his hands over Zayn's shoulders.