Aaron T Turning Red Novels & Stories

Aidan smirked arrogantly, but he had underestimated the determination of a trapped bird seeking freedom. "Fine, I'll just play the video. I'm afraid that if I play the recording, you'll argue that it's not you in it." Scarlett held up her phone. As the screen flashed, my chest tightened. I covered her phone, stopping her from continuing. Scarlett struggled, wanting to keep playing it, but I was stronger than her, and she couldn't resist.

"Nobody wants to fight a war, and nobody wants to watch good people lose their lives. But look at what the Crimson mercenaries are doing to our streets right now! They are burning our homes, starving our families, and keeping our surviving people trapped in fear. Sometimes, you have to do whatever it takes to get true freedom. If we do not strike them tonight, those monsters will destroy everything we love. You are giving our people a real chance to live in peace." Hearing his words made a small, genuine wave of relief wash through my chest. His advice actually made sense, and it helped ease the heavy guilt sitting inside my heart. A small, soft smile touched my pale lips as I looked at him.

At two in the morning, my sister, Paige Boyce, paid men to smash up my barbecue stand. I fought to make them stop, ignoring the embers that scorched blisters into my skin as they landed. It was the first time in my life I'd ever raised my voice at her. "After Mom and Dad died in that plane crash, this stand paid for four years of your college education and helped you become a flight attendant for Golden Crest Airlines," I said. "Are you really going to destroy the only thing keeping us alive?" Something flickered in her eyes, a flash of reluctance, but she steeled herself and scoffed. "I've told you a hundred times to get rid of this dump of a stand, and you never listen. Do you want m

Aaron explained confusedly. "Or it could be the fact that she's a redhead?" I offered. He didn't know it yet, or rather, he refused to accept it, but he had a thing for redheaded people. Most of the men he sexually got involved with were redheads, and he didn't realize it. "And you just said your cock came alive, that means you are not impotent," "Jaxon, shut up, not so loud," Aaron shushed. I chuckled. Autumn returned. That was fast.

Better and redfined. She tilted her head slightly, a small, teasing smile stretching her lips. She looked at him as if he were a noisy fly. “If that makes you sleep better at night, Aaron, then I hope it works for you,” she said then gave him a sharp wink and walked away without looking back. Aaron’s face turned a deep shade of red. His fingers curled into a tight fist, while his nails dug into his palms until it hurt. The anger rolling through him was suffocating.

Yet despite their perfection, choosing one was a struggle. Aaron reached up and tapped the control screen to slow the rotation, his mind drifting to Raina. Before going to bed last night, he’d caught a glimpse of the dress she’d been planning to wear today—a bold, eye-catching red. The color had lingered in his thoughts longer than he cared to admit. The idea of matching with her, even unintentionally, now seemed oddly appealing. He had never matched outfits with Jessica. That part of their relationship had never reached such warmth or intimacy. Jessica had betrayed him long before any shared wardrobe moments could happen. It stung to think about, even now.

He could clearly see some differences in his little brother. Athaliah kept looking at him with a blank face. "Come to the point." She said though she knew what he wanted to know but she wanted him to ask her that. Aaron sighed when he understood that she was not going to tell him herself. "You still remember about the red code, huh?" Aaron asked, still not coming into the main topic, while walking toward the bed slowly while Athaliah kept standing at the place where she was at. She folded her hands on her chest.

"Aaron... Aaron... Aaron... that's why you shouldn't be too arrogant with your status. You shouldn't be too snobbish with the people around you. This is what you get when you make people hate you..." "Give me back Kathy!!!" Aaron lost his patience. Veins began to bulge from his forehead and his face turned hot, radiating redness all over his cheeks. This was his ultimate rage, his breaking point, his uttermost anger. Both his hands trembled as he tried hard to control his emotion. His breath got heavy as he tried to keep himself together, avoiding making his tears fall down. This felt like the darkest moment of his life. His entire work and effort, Aeroxx Corporation, was fated to doom soone

Daran just grinned, as if he knew what was happening. "Ah, I almost forgot," he said, pretending to think. "One of your children took a bullet. Pathetic, isn't it?" Aaron's eyes flashed with anger. "You're going to regret doing this." Daran laughed, but the sound soon stopped when Aaron finally stopped holding himself back. The air in the room changed drastically. A pressing force flowed from Aaron's body, making everyone in the room stiffen. His eyes turned a fiery gold, his breathing getting deeper and heavier.

The red one is a stain on his handsome face. The hand is still slightly shaking. "I'm sorry, I'm so impulsive. I can't calm down when I see you so close to him and you dress like this again." Aaron takes Ada Wood's hand out of her back and helps her press it gently, regardless of the red mark on her face. "I didn't have anything with him, because the man sent me another text message. I was afraid, so I asked him to come over." Ada Wood reached out and gently touched the red mark on Aaron's face.