Aaron Hakimian Novels & Stories

Damien release a deep breath. "Yes boss. But boss be careful Greg Jonas is a psycho"Aaron said getting silence from his boss. "He will know his limit" Damien said cutting the call. After few minutes, Aaron sent the number of the chief of the small town Damien wants to mount his project on for him. He sat on the chair in the lounge as he dialed the number of the chief. Arrya waited for him but still he hasn't come so she carry her heavy self to look for him when she saw him sitting in the lounge all serious. Arrya smile as she stare at the other version of her husband.

He smiled—just a small, rare curve of his lips—but it made my whole world tilt. We made our way through the palace, moving toward the stables where the horses were already prepared. Kiara was waiting there too, dressed in full armor, her sword strapped across her back. She grinned when she saw me in the Blood Moon cloak, giving me a short, approving nod. "You look like one of us now," she said. I smiled back, feeling the first sparks of pride flicker inside me. The horses stamped and snorted, eager to be on the move. Alexandro’s black stallion, a massive creature named Arion, tossed his head impatiently. My mare, a sleek silver-gray horse named Lira, waited beside him, already saddled and br

So alphas avoid attracting attention, since their essence attracts all kinds of suitors. At the university where I studied, there was a unique boy. Jared Ackerman was an Alpha about 24 years old, he had black hair and warm black eyes. Sometimes he was half-naked at basketball practice, giving the female audience and some men erections. He was someone I preferred never to talk to, I felt he was a problem for me. Why he was an unattainable person. He could make half the university hate me just for being with him. According to rumors, he didn't have a girlfriend, so he was most likely gay. However, his loyal crushes didn't even care about those comments.

~~~~~~~ On the rooftop two blocks away from Damian's apartment, a figure stood there, still and quiet with gloves in hands, behind the edge of a weather-beaten railing. He wore black trousers and a jacket with no mask. His face was calm and hard to read. But the sparkle in his eyes wasn't. It was focused. Watching. A slow smile played on his lips. It was Aaron.

He looked arrogant, but darn it, it suited him well. I could smell his cologne mixed with a woodsy scent, creating a perfect combination. I had a feeling he knew his presence was almost killing me as I drowned in his intoxicating aroma, unlike anything I'd ever smelled before, not even Ashton's expensive perfume. He lifted my chin with his forefinger, sending tingles through my veins like a live wire. Beneath my skin, a tingling sensation spread, and I couldn't help but love it. Hypnotized by his touch and the mystery in his eyes, I noticed their unique color—a blend of dark brown and ash gray, something I'd never seen before. Our gazes locked, and in my mind, I'd pay anything to look into h

“Yes, I was worried that you were too incompetent to finish one simple task given to you. Tell me, did things go fine.” Jake was silent for a few seconds, the type of silence that didn’t seat well with Amara. The glanced at Tobias and for a few seconds, it felt like everything was about to crumble down around her. “It didn’t-?” “Aaron’s been arrested on charges of dealing and possession of heroine.” Amara was silent for a few seconds and them slowly, she breathed out in relief. When she inhaled again, it felt like she had taken in a breath of fresh air.

"Great! We like to throw our newcomers right into the mix. You’ll be paired with Aaron for today’s exercise." Ms. Parker gestures to a tall, strikingly handsome young man across the room. Aaron has tousled dark hair that falls just above his deep-set blue eyes, which for a second seem to twinkle at Mary Lou with mischief and intelligence. His chiseled features and confident demeanor give him an air of effortless charm. He wears a simple white shirt that clings to his athletic frame and a pair of well-worn jeans. Aaron notices them and strides over, offering Mary Lou a warm, smile. "Hey, I’m Aaron. Nice to meet you."

“I do not make mistakes, and judging by your fumbled expression, I take it that you are well aware who I am, Alpha Dean.” “As for Arianna being an only child, then you are very wrong. Alpha Malakai De Mori, son of Mariana and the late Alpha Lorenzo De Mori has taken his rightful position as true Alpha. Your mate has been sentenced to an excommunicado by the order of the elders.” He said, and I glared at the man who smirked.

It was a rule that I have set for myself, and regardless of the jobs that I had afterwards, I was sure to always keep it in mind. Ezra leaned in to kiss my lips, momentarily ignoring the fact that Armando was in the room, not that he cared anyway. He pulled away and smiled at me before the two of us looked at the pack’s beta who had his eyebrow raised. “If anyone had told me that the two of you would end up kissing on random occasions, then I would have punched them in the face to sober them up.” Armando stated, making the two of us laugh. Ezra tightened his arm around me as the two of us looked at the random sketches that I drew during the meeting to show replicas of what we might need to d

He directed his last question to his wife who nodded in agreement. “Father, you called for me.” A deep voice says from behind us, the man finally showed himself, now standing beside his father. Liam looks like an exact copy of his mother. He shouldn’t be more than 6’2 ft, deep dark hair, slightly tanned skin just like his father. His smile is an exact mirror of his mother. Definitely an handsome man but not more handsome than… “Yes, this is Aaron Carlsen of the Carlen co-operations and I thought it would be good to introduce you to him, after all you will be working together for a while.” Mr Bernard chuckled.