Aaron Warner Novels & Stories

After stepping down from the altar, William sent me a text. "The negotiations are going well. What do you want to eat tonight?" I replied, "Are you actually negotiating right now?" As soon as I sent the message, I received a barrage of calls and texts. "I am. I'll explain it to you once I'm home." Through the livestream, I could see that William was shocked. He completely disregarded the wedding and hurriedly took his suit off, rushing home as if it were a matter of life and death. However, I had already left the borders of Moria.

“Wallace and our fraudsters are going to keep me busy for a while.” It takes a few seconds for her to find the information on her tablet, and she begins to read. “Nazeli has two sons, Aren and Aaron. Aaron is younger, wilder, and spoilt. He is the true definition of a playboy who suffers zero consequences for his sometimes impulsive behaviors, but he has money, so no one complains about anything.” “Aaron graces the front page of every entertainment news outlet. He is somewhat of an internet personality, people love him—women especially but all the same, he lived up to the hype with wilder stories every day.”

[Warning: Body dysphoria and self-hatred] Marcus was a tall and stout looking brunet. He sat in his office chair working on the laptop and the moment he saw me, he stood up and bowed respectfully. “Good morning, luna. Thank you for agreeing to this meeting.” I felt nodded awkwardly, not used to such a show of respect and also feeling ridiculous at the show of such high regard. “Please have a seat.” He gestured to a standard looking black office chair. But his gaze frequently flickered to the mark that sat glaringly and was on full display because of the round-necked t-shirt.

Ayla said as she smiled at me until the door shut before her. "My dear goddess, please step forward and receive the blessing of Gunnar, the god of war," Adler said as he lowered his head down to me while pointing to the center of the pool. I went down to the pool and went to the center, despite being confused, and the water suddenly rose and made a humanlike form before transforming into a person with black wavy hair, tanned skin, and ruby-like eyes wearing white armor with the insignia of a Winged White Lion. "Welcome back, Your Highness, goddess of the sun and the only heir to the throne of Nirvana. I am Gunnar, the god of war," the Immortal mumbled.

I ask because I really want to know. She swallows, "oh no doubt I'm starving, but this," she points the fork to the food, "it's amazing." I smile at her and continue, "there is a title that is right next to mine, but we'll come back to that," she nods and continues eating. "Next is Beta Chris, he's my second in command, he provide support and intell, like the VP of a human company. His mate is Beta Cynthia, my sister. Then there is Gamma Steve and he's mated to Leah and her title is Gamma Leah. So the Beta and Gamma work directly under me. The Gamma is like the head of our Army, he's in charge of warrior training, patrols and guards." She takes a long drink of her water and sits back.

Warren finally turned to address me directly. "You must be Donovan Reynor." "I am," I said flatly, offering nothing more. "I'm Warren." A pause, deliberate, like he wanted the words to land with weight. "Aurélie's ex." I shot him a cold glare and said nothing. He didn't seem bothered by the silence. If anything, it seemed to amuse him. "I’ve heard and read about you," he said, almost conversational, like we were old acquaintances catching up. “You wrecked Aurélie at the aunction didn’t you?

Warren has been friends with me since highschool and has always taken good care of me. “ Thanks, Warren but I can handle myself.” I mumbled and began looking around the hanger.. “ Of course not… You look like you're gonna pass out anytime soon.. you need to take good care of yourself first, you know?” He scolded me but I simply smirked without saying a word.. “I heard about what happened to Kristen.. is he okay?” Warren shoved his hands into his pocket as he followed me around like a gentleman.. His two piece Armani suit made him look like a Greek god and that gummy smile too was why he'd ladies Fanning him.

I frowned and tried again. Nothing. Not even a blink. Just a deep sigh and that far-off look that made me want to shake him by the shoulders. But I still had one card left to play. I turned to Aaron, my last hope, and smiled. “Aaron?” He glanced up for a second, a French fry balanced between his lips, before shrugging and diving back into his bucket of food. Yes, bucket. Because apparently Aaron had been blessed by the gods with a demigod metabolism and could devour absurd amounts of fried chicken and fries without ever losing his cologne-commercial model looks.

Xavier: When she first mentioned the name, something in me went still. “Lorenzo D’Amaris,” Valerie said with a small, almost relieved smile, setting the file on the desk. “He’s interested in investing in the new firm. It’s all legitimate, I checked everything twice. He seems professional. I am still checking things out, but the idea of someone wanting to invest is making me happy.” I forced my expression to stay neutral even as my instincts sharpened. “D’Amaris?” I repeated, slowly. “Where’s he from?”

“I- I'm sorry, Luna…uh… Abbie, but this bank belongs to the pack and because of our policy, he needs to know what is happening. Maybe he can help resolve this?” “How? How is he supposed to resolve this, Darren? Is he going to find out who hacked into my account and did that fraudulent transaction? Is he going to give me back my mediocre forty dollars back? You know I still have two semesters to go for my certification to become a teacher? And that I'm overdue for tuition? Or that I needed to pay for my phone today and now I can't even do that? One, because now you're going to have to cancel my card, and two, because I was fired a few days before coming here, making me broke as it is.” I say,