Aaron Warner Booktok Novels & Stories

Jake said with a straight face. "Dude, it's 30 degrees outside," Aaron winced. "So? A dare is a dare. You only have to stay out for a minute. Don't be a little bitch," Jake chuckled. "I'll kill you later," Aaron groaned and took his shirt off. I couldn't help but look and blushed profusely. He had always been in good shape, but it was as if he had gotten even more toned and perfect. I sneaked another peek when he took his pants off. Oh god...it was like looking at the body of a Greek God.

I was still thinking of a plan to get back at Trevor when Aaron suddenly appeared beside me with a stack of books in his arms. Aaron was already a bookworm by DNA. He loves studying and has aspired to be a doctor. "Hey, Richard! Krystal! Why do you two look like you're about to kill someone? Are you mad at me because I haven't congratulated our birthday boy yet?" Aaron did like to talk a lot, but only to people who were close to him. He was quiet in front of others. Krystal and I looked at each other, not understanding what Aaron was saying. Aaron sighed long, looking tired to the two of us. He put his stack of books on the table and sat beside me.

“Aren’t you Zayden Mercer? From UCLA?” My attention snapped to the driver. That’s when I noticed the Arctic Wolves wristband around his left wrist. A fan, then. “It’s you, right? Today’s game was amazing.” I forced a smile that probably looked nothing like my trademarked wholesome one. “Thanks. I’m glad you enjoyed it.” The driver went quiet, probably sensing I wasn’t in the mood for idle chatter. He stopped in front of an internet café. Red neon lights glowed softly at the entrance. Outside, teens huddled in groups, smoking something that didn’t quite smell like cigarettes.

The facility was just the map that helped me find the path back to my True Core. When my six weeks were up, I returned home. The breakup with Tad was inevitable, but it was his very first reaction that sealed it. I had finally reached into the depths of my soul and shared the truth of my childhood with him - the vulnerability of the girl who had survived a war. He didn't offer comfort. He didn't offer a hand. His first words were: "I thought you said you were a virgin."

Aeron Miller was never special. When the System descended upon Earth and monsters brought civilization to its knees, he was nothing more than an ordinary survivor trying desperately to stay alive. For ten brutal years, Aeron watched humanity fall. Cities became ruins, friends became enemies, and powerful survivors fought over the few resources left. In the end, Aeron became one of the last humans alive—only to be betrayed and killed by the people he trusted. Then he opened his eyes. Seven days before the apocalypse. Seven days before the System awakens. Seven days before the world he knows disappears. Aeron has returned with everything he learned from his first life.

Aaron pulled me closer, wrapping a protective, unyielding arm securely around my shoulders, shielding me from the wreckage of the man I had trusted. "Look at him," Aaron murmured softly down into my ear, his tone entirely devoid of mockery now, replaced by a heavy, grounding warmth. "Look at what he is.You wanted a safety net. You wanted someone safe. But safety in our world is just another word for a loaded gun pointed at your back."

-by Aaron Alistaire king _____________________________________ Aaron's pov I never thought such a day would come in my life when I will be filled with this overflowing emotion called regret I always thought that the decisions taken by me always served justice. Being the chief justice of warewolf community I always thought that not once was my decision wrong But how wrong I was. I couldn't even serve justice to my mate let alone the entire community And now when I have realised this I just wanted to punish myself for every wrong I did to her. So here I am going all berserk. Knocking down all the trees around me, growling at every person who tries to touch her,drawing blood by scratching mysel

The publishing house sent me an email asking me to send in the manuscript by this evening. I looked into the locked, hidden folder on G****e Drive as soon as I ended the call. When I sent the story to the publisher, my hands were trembling. What happens if Aaron discovers that I lied? I lied to him, saying that I didn't have my completed books on my drive. But there's nothing more I could do; I need to make financial arrangements to save Neil. I want to keep this book a secret from the world, especially from Aron Finge.