Aaron X Ein Novels & Stories

He asks. "Aaron is the one who mostly designs. I'm the one who writes the script and codes. But now I'm gonna work on manipulating the designs for the animation. You know, we need a lot of images for just a minute of motion. We use this new software called XTP3D to manipulate and multiply images quickly." Asher just nods, staring at the laptop screen as I go to the software and start my work. "This is really boring to watch. You can actually go and sleep now," I say after some time as he cluelessly stares at the screen as I'm altering and taking snapshots of a cart from different angles.

Aaron went right up to her. He wasn’t waiting for anything or anyone, not this time. He took her into his arms and pulled her close like a man being shipped off to war the next day. He wasn’t sure, but he thought that he’d seen it earlier. The tell-tale signs that Aria was afraid. Aaron was fluent in being able to see it, no matter how well she was masking it. All of this must be killing her. Only two weeks ago, she’d been promised these moments with someone else.

I snorted, "the only person close to being an artist is Aaron. He is an architect and civil engineer. He owns a company for building and selling buildings, any kind of houses, and malls. As long as it's a building. He also manages a real estate agent company but that doesn't make him an artist. The only artistic work Jaxon can do is paint a woman with cum and Mordecai doesn't even know how to draw a triangle. If he draws for you, you'll regret your life." She laughed. "He can't be that bad," "He's terrible," I deadpanned. "Can I ask a curious question?" "Shoot." "I know how you made your money and him, what about Aaron and Jaxon?" "Jaxon was never poor, just didn't love living off his parent

It wasn't like I had gotten miles ahead in my current state, only about a moment or two so I knew he'd be appearing at any second. Like clockwork, Aaron emerged through the brush a moment later, dark hair slightly disheveled from the branches. His gaze immediately dropped to my side. "You're slowing down." He observed. "I'm admiring the scenery," I shot back. His eyes narrowed. "Your ribs reopened just a few days ago, Xavier." "They're fine." I couldn't help the eye roll. Aaron stepped closer. Too close. The forest suddenly felt smaller. "You're lying." He muttered. "Maybe," I said lightly.

Valerie: Morning sunlight spilled across the terrace, warm and soft against my skin as I stepped outside. The breeze carried the faint scent of pine and fresh earth, the quiet hum of the pack grounds far below. Everything felt calmer now, steadier, like the world had finally exhaled after months of choking tension. “Val.” I turned. Xavier stood in the doorway, dressed in a dark shirt with the sleeves rolled to his forearms. His eyes, those steady storm-blue eyes, held something different today. A warmth. A nervousness. A spark I hadn’t seen since the very beginning.

It was more than one man could handle on his own. Sitting on her sofa was calming, and for a moment, Aaron leaned his head back and relaxed, something he seldom had a chance to do, particularly since Christian had perfected and installed his Intelligence Assistance Communicators in everyone’s eyes. Now, any Hunter or Guardian in the world could reach him (or anyone else) at any time. While it was great during a battle or for planning, it made turning work off nearly impossible, even with the addition of an Off button, which Aaron never felt comfortable using.

Arabella repeated, genuinely being puzzled, "Who is Ron?" Xenon raised an eyebrow, slightly with frown "Aaron, remember? He’s the one about whom I'm talking, just don't tell me, you don't know him." Arabella blinked, realising about whom Xenon was talking about, "Oh! Mr. Aaron, now he is Ron? That’s quite interesting!" She smiled teasingly. "So intimate, can I think of reconciliation done?" Xenon groaned and rubbed his temples. "Stop teasing me, Bella, I’m serious right now, you helped him, didn’t you?"

Aaron whispered in my ear seeing my blushing red cheeks. I felt some sharp stabbing pain and guilt filled my heart. I dropped my eyes and mumbled "Sorry honey, this will not happen again...". He tightened his grip at waist and said in a low voice " There is no need to sorry. I knew that you are his top fan." I was too nervous and tiny sweats apperead in my forehead.I suppressed my emotions and approched victor.. " Hello Mr.Xi, I am Aaron miller,the CEO of Time's group. I was looking forward to meet you in person. It's a pleasure to meet you Mr.Xi.." Aaron shook his hand with victor with a gentle smile in his face.

Alit's voice resonated with a mix of concern and disbelief. "If anyone fucking touches Ederic... I will break their neck, Dad. If you have more questions, I'm not in the mood to provide answers. I'm not afraid of being expelled from the school," Aaron said firmly, his words pushing the boundaries of acceptable discourse. Mr. Alit found himself momentarily speechless in the face of this unyielding aura.

Auria said with all the seriousness in her voice. “Why not file a case to the police?” Jack replied, taking the paper from Azrick’s hold and reading it once more. Auria shook her head and said, “no, I want things done efficiently and with as little involvement as possible. And through research and asking around, I figured that you two are the one fit for the job.” Auria opened her mouth to say more things but redacted, instead, holding a hand towards Azrick and Jack as she introduced herself. “I am sorry, I forgot to formally introduce myself. My name is Auria Martinez, an actress and singer of the Odyssey Production. I am a popular actress and singer and often perform at theatres and things