Aaron T Turning Red Novels & Stories

"Brooklyn, calm down." "Of course." I was even more puzzled, "I've always been calm." Aaron took a deep breath and eased his emotions before saying, "Hale is beta." "I know, don't you know too? What's the problem..." Something flashed through my mind, and half of what I said came to an abrupt end. I suddenly remembered the transcoding ritual Aaron once talked about. I remembered the long hair and fingernails that had been cut off and the deep cut in my arm when I fainted in front of the burned-out cabin in the forest.

Weak. “Shhh, please stop shaking. I’m so sorry.” Aaron’s voice was pained, a temptation to glance at him won as I watched this man clearly in his late 30’s let tears go freely down his cheeks. His skin seemed darker than I had seen before, bringing a moment of wonder to me. It was then I realized he had an accent too. His deep brown eyes seemed surprised at my curiosity before he gave me a warm smile. “Please, don’t be afraid of me. I would never harm a child. You seem like your 17? My daughter just turned 17 a few days ago…”

“Whatever it is you have in mind, make it bigger.” Aaron smirked at the implication of his words. Not just to him, but to the girl involved. So far, his favourite pass-time included thinking up ways to get his girlfriend’s face a permanent shade of red. And he was doing a great job at it. It was only up from here. “Have a good day.” Aaron waved a finger on his way out, definitely in a good mood and ready to pack up for his impending journey to Chicago. Aaron crossed the hallways of the building, headed outside when his phone rang. He took a glance and was shocked at the name displayed. Hell had to be freezing for him to receive such a call.

Aaron even deigned to speak out loud to complement Maggie’s baking which was enough to make Kiara stop and stare. “Go put your shoes on then.” I pat Kiara on the back and give her a little push. She dashes off to get her shoes. Bellamy pulls me into a tight hug. “Enjoy your lunch.” He kisses my head before releasing me. He isn’t coming this time. He has some work to get done but he insisted I take a break and go since I clearly miss Maggie. He isn’t wrong. Aaron is going to come with us and based on the gleam in his eyes he's not disappointed. He likes Maggie’s baking as much as any of us do. When Kiara returns she grabs my hand and we head out to the car together, swinging our arms as we wa

"Ayla, do you need help? I can teach you how to run a project." Tilting her head, she smiled with feigned innocence. "I just secured the Cirrus Project. There are several senior staff members on my team. I could lend you a couple. The Wetland Project is so small, after all. It doesn't need that many people…" Harvey stood beside her silently, but he was not looking at me. His gaze rested on Jenna, a faint smile at the corner of his lips. That smile was so jarring it made me nauseous.

His mouth had whipped cream all over it. I wiped it off his mouth with a napkin. I turned to Mason to see him examining my body and I blushed. I had just then realised I ran out into the house in just pale blue booty shorts with roses on them. And a black tank top without a bra. I looked back at Aaron to see he was talking to a young redhead girl around his age. She was trying to convince him to let her braid his hair that I planned on cutting later.

He laid the options on the table and let you pick your poison. With a long sigh, she snatched the flash drive from his hand. “Fine. One dinner.” Aaron's smile returned, slow and satisfied. “Wear red.” “Excuse me?” “Red suits you. And my mother hates the color. Two birds, one outfit.” She frowned. “You’re evil.” “And yet, you like me that way.” Lily huffed as she stuffed the flash into the pocket of her hoodie. "You're giving yourself too much credit."

Something moved in his heart, seeing tears in her eyes. “To see you off, Come soon Redhead,” He said, kissing her forehead. He was shocked by his action. “I won't come back ever,” She said with a farm voice. “You will,” He said leaving her. “I won't,” She said going past to him. “Will see the baby girl” He said pulling her by her arms. “Just remember you belong to me,” He said looking straight into her green eyes. “Do you see a girl with red hair” Before Arina could reply to him, she heard Aaron's voice.

“Be gentle. Don’t go mauling my medicine.” Aaron stared at the mangled leaves at his feet, then at the bare twig in his hand. His expression remained a mask of ice, but the tips of his ears had turned a distinct shade of red. He shot a sidelong glance at Ryan, who was working in perfect harmony with Zoe, receiving multiple compliments from Martha. A flare of irritation burned in Aaron’s chest. If he had known it was going to be like this, he never would have agreed to Caleb’s terms. He should have never brought the “Angel” along to ruin his day.

And only then did I realize something terrifyingly wrong. Aaron didn’t want me to die. --- Night fell. Seven o’clock. His eyes turned blood-red. He touched my body, and a white glow spread from his palm, wrapping around me completely. “System… what is he doing?” “He’s trying to resurrect you. In simple terms, he’s trying to save you. But it’s useless. Your body in this world is already dead.”