Aaron Warner Booktok Novels & Stories

He reached for his bag. “What do you mean?” Wade asked, looking at him. “My room is the one directly opposite this.” He chuckled to ease the tension. “I made a mistake.” “Oh,” Wade said, taking the cigarette from his lips for the first time in Harold's presence. “It was nice meeting you, though. Have a beautiful session.” Harold nodded, grabbed his bag and headed out. There was something about the way Wade said, “have a beautiful session,” that didn't go well with him.

Nicole shouted my name. It was like her voice went through one ear and out the other. I was now able to relax again. “He’s better now.” Her voice faded. “Good, we need to get him up and ready to head out.” Grimm told her. My eyes opened and I turned to Grimm, slowly. “What’s going on?” I asked him. He smirked at me and the next words that he said to me had me up and about. “War.” He told me.

For all those looking into my book, Omega, which by the way is entering the ‘Mate the Alpha’ contest, I am quite optimistic that this book will be worth your time and you will enjoy every bit of it. I think it's gentlemanly—and appropriate for me to WARN you all, too, that this book contains strong words, and gory contents, which like every other part of this book, will be written in a detailed form. Hence, this book will be inappropriate for children, and tweens, and juvenile teens. I wish you a great reading experience as you dive with me into this book! 😃 Enjoy...

“I'm so sorry for disturbing you. This is clearly a misunderstanding I hope you understand.” Aaron dragged me away from Clark's room as he gently closed the door. “I think you really have an issue.” Aaron rolled his eyes and left for his room. “I don't think I want to share a room with a weirdo like you. I mean why would you even wake me up from my sleep just because you want to show me that Clark wasn't in there when you of all people could see him reading a book? I think you really have issues with trusting people and at this point, I think I'm done with you, Mary. I'm done. Argh!” Aaron shrieked, slamming the door in anger.

Yup, Aaron will have his own book (Book 3) after the Beta´s book and the story would pick up after we concluded Gavin and Alia´s story so it would be crucial to have a glimpse of this part as we continue to Aaron's story. I would also like to take this opportunity to thank every one of you for reading this book. Your comments, the good and the bad were my motivation to continue, even the way you hated Alia was a good indication for me. I never intend to have perfect characters, so hating them means I was doing something right.

Aaron frowned, “What do you mean? I love Zelle! I will do anything for her!” “You’re a coward,” Zeppelin blurted out. “At least I’m not a whore like my brother!” _______ KircheLeaf SEASON ONE _______ ~ END of CHAPTER ONE ~

He turned away, rejecting Zade’s offer of camaraderie just as he had rejected Bridget. Zade approached Aaron with a sincere expression, extending his hand in friendship. “Aaron, please, just hear me out. I know you’re angry, and you have every right to be, but I promise you, I’m not like my father. I never wanted this war, and I never wanted to see you suffer.” Aaron turned away, his voice bitter. “Save your words, Zade. Your promises mean nothing to me anymore. Your pack, your family, they’ve brought nothing but pain and destruction.”

I straightened immediately, shoulders squared, expression locked back into the calm, unreadable neutrality I wore like armor. My job was simple: Protect the mansion. Protect Zayden’s interests. And never, ever get distracted. But when I opened the tall, gold-lined doors, distraction punched me in the lungs. He stood there. Aaron. A little breathless from climbing the steps, clutching a backpack strapped too tightly to his shoulders, wearing an oversized sweater that swallowed his frame. His curls were messy, falling over his forehead, and his eyes—God—his eyes were wide and hesitant, like he was stepping into a world he didn’t belong in.

2021, February 20th (Imperium, Warlanda) Aaron’s pace rapidly increased as he balanced the files in his arms while simultaneously trying his damndest to avoid any more interactions with Flynn or Cameron. He eased the door to the archive room open and entered, hoping for some peace and quiet. Just as he was letting out a sigh of relief as he made his way through the empty aisles to seek out a desk in a dark corner that he could hopefully hide out in, he bumped into them and almost jumped out of his skin.

Instead of driving back to the office, I drove to Noah’s apartment. Ava opened the door with a grin. She had Warner on her hip. “Look! It’s Uncle Aaron!” she said. “Say hi, Warner.” Warner said something unintelligible and offered a toothy grin. “Hello, big guy,” I said and pinched his cheek. “Are you guys busy? I don’t mean to impose.”