Aaron X Ein Novels & Stories

Christian muttered excitedly and laughed looking at Aaron's fearful expressions. "Fuck you... Don't enjoy my misery and suggest what I should do?" Aaron panicked when he found Aana coming towards him. "I have a plan, I should make a video" "Video? how would it help me?" Aaron asked in confusion. "Yes, video... I should capture the memorable moment when your girlfriend will beat you. I will show that video to your kids and it will also help me to tease and blackmail you for the rest of my life" Christian replied with a big smile on his face. Aaron looks at him like two horns prompt out of his head.

Looking at the phone screen for a while, she dropped it and plodded into the bathroom. With Ryan and Malcolm around, she wasn’t going to be bored. More so she had a day off so she can binge watch her favorite Korean series and have a lot of rest. Today would be good no matter what. ……… The time was past two In the afternoon when the doorbell rang. Both of them were watching a Korean drama together and Ryan had to open the door. The two unfamiliar faces at the door greeted him with a smile. “How can we help you?” “We are here to help Miss Aurora with her makeup,” one of them said.

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

His grip tightened slightly as he pinned my arm. "You're injured," he said low in my ear, fury vibrating through every word. "And yet you're throwing yourself into a fight like you're trying to prove something." "I don't need you going easy on me," I gritted out. Aaron exhaled slowly. Then his voice dropped even lower. "Oh, you think I'm going easy?" Heat flooded my face as he leaned closer, his chest brushing my back as he kept me pinned. "Xavier," he murmured against my ear, voice rough with restrained irritation, "you are very lucky you're not my Luna."

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.

He turned just in time to see the Dark one closing in, and taking careful aim, he swung, hoping to hit the monster in the head. As the wood made contact, it splintered and broke into a thousand pieces, debris flying everywhere. Aaron closed his eyes and ducked his head. Once the blast was over, he looked up to find the Dark One stumbling backward and tumbling to the ground. Though the blow had caught it off guard, it wasn’t down for the count, and before the monster could get up and give chase again, Aaron launched himself at the creature, knocking it backward onto the ground.

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?"

But it was his eyes that stopped my breath—they were a flat, milky white, devoid of pupils, as if he were looking at a world we couldn't see. ​"That is Kaelen," Julian hissed, his voice dropping an octave. "The Board calls him a 'Sin-Eater.' He was a failed experiment from Life Seven—a man born without a soul, designed to track the 'weight' of others. He doesn't see your face, Elowen. He sees the 1,000 years of debt we carry. He tracks the ripples of our past lives like a shark tracks blood in the water." ​Kaelen tilted his head, his nostrils flaring as if he were catching a scent. He didn't have a weapon, but the air around him seemed to warp and grey, as if he were literally sucking the co

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