Aidan Gallagher Abs Novels & Stories

He waved it and sent it hurtling toward Adrian. Adrian pressed his lips together and executed a nimble flip to dodge the fatal blow. He let out a cold chuckle and narrowed his eyes. Despite his usual stoic demeanor, his gaze now shone with rare brilliance. Flicking his fingers, he unleashed a dozen streams of elemental energy. Each attack was unique, as Adrian used his divine consciousness to manipulate the surrounding spiritual energy. Seeing this, Gallahan flicked his hand, and his weapon transformed into blue flames before returning to him. With a disdainful smile, he declared, "It's time to end this."

long black hair down to her shoulder dressed in a black rob. "I have too lilith. I can't let Abaddon steer us all to the Galats. " "And your ruling? " "you can do that for me can't you big sister?" "Don't listen lilith. get her over to me." growled Abaddon. "Bye." responded Hecate flying up the alleys with her brown wings building a shield to avoid scratches. "go get her." screamed Abaddon to his men as they all turned in to there wings. lilith though stayed still smirking at herself as she watched them go up the streams. when she spotted Abaddon take the sky, she grabbed his leg pulling him back to the ground.

The sound of buckles snapping and pads dropping echoed through the locker room as he peeled away the layers one by one, until he was standing in nothing but his jock strap. A wide elastic waistband sat low on his hips, while a thin stretch of fabric framed and supported him in front, leaving his ass completely bare except for the straps curving under and around the tops of his thighs. It left little to the imagination, every line of muscle on display. Aiden stepped inside just then, mid-sentence. “You promise to behave while we’re there—” His voice caught instantly. His eyes widened slightly, his words faltered, and the hand still holding his phone lowered as his throat worked in a hard swal

But the ones that make my heart melt are the childhood photos. There's a tiny, chubby-cheeked Aiden with wild, untamed hair, grinning broadly at the camera with a scraped knee in front of a tree house. He looks adorable. I trace the glass with my thumb, completely captivated by the glimpse into his past. Suddenly, the bathroom door clicks open. I turn around, and my entire brain instantly short-circuits. Aiden steps into the bedroom, completely shirtless, wearing nothing but a dark towel hung dangerously low on his hips. Water droplets are still clinging to his tan skin, glistening under the bedroom lights. My gaze helplessly tracks a drop as it slides down his broad shoulders, over the shar

Lily: "Another accepted and expected type of gamesmanship, Roger. Right now you can bet that, as they lean over him, they'll be telling him how their hot sucking mouths are going to be all over his cock and that they'll be swallowing his spunk really soon." Roger: "Shit, I mean, gosh, Lily. And look here come the rest of the GB team." Lily: "That's right, Roger. Here's Amanda Kenny who plays shagger and Jenny Ling, GB's arser. As the name of her position suggests, Amanda, who's 5' 10" with black hair, blue eyes and 38E breasts, is a copulation expert. Her vagina is amazingly tight and she has fabulous muscle control down there. Once the suckers have got Chanarong warmed up, Amanda's job is t

So he already has a negative mark in my book. With two minutes to spare, a tall man just slightly shorter than myself and not a boy at all walks through my doorway (without knocking, I might add); a second negative second mark. He greets me, introduces himself as Aiden, and apologies for being late. Explains he could not gain entrance onto the estate. I stare at him, look him up and down quickly, eyebrow raised, and on the inside, I am blushing. I'll admit he catches me off guard, but I'll never show it. He was not what I was expecting. He is wearing a tight white button-up collar t-shirt with a skinny black tie. The t-shirt is sheer and a bit see-through, and I notice he has a tattoo on his

**** Astrid strode into the sitting room with an air of unwavering confidence, her athletic physique emphasized by the snug cuddle of a sports bra and form-fitting yoga pants. Her flat and meticulously toned abdomen was on striking display, while her shapely legs, elegantly clad in those snug yoga pants, exuded both strength and allure, painting a vivid portrait of her dedication to fitness and athleticism. Elena, perhaps begrudgingly impressed, couldn't resist a teasing jab. "I'm genuinely surprised to see you in such good shape, given your usual affinity for laziness." Astrid, her eyes rolling in response to Elena's remark, quips, "So, is that a compliment or an insult?"

Aiden stood up from his seat and headed upstairs and Marina followed suit. “I thought you and my sister would still want to discuss,” Aiden uttered as he saw Marina following him. He assumed she followed him because of something else. “No, not really. I want to see you,” she replied and he was curious. “What's it about?” He asked her. “Let's discuss in the room,” she responded and they both climbed the stairs leading to their room. Inside the room, Aiden removed his top and his well-defined abs were visible. Marina's eyes traveled there and she traced her eyes from his chest down to his abs almost leading to his little brother below.

Aiden POV Thalia’s body is perfect. I know she has scars and I don’t care. Having my hands on her hips, feeling how they fit in my arms so fucking perfectly, it was amazing. Her breasts, those brown nipples, Goddess, I’m having to use a lot of restraint. Her nipples look like chocolate kisses waiting to be sucked on. Don’t get me started on how perfect her ass looks. I am forcing myself to take baby steps.

A few of the men do gasp. “I know many of you have fantasized about Danika Addison underneath them like this,” Aiden says, his voice smooth, wicked. His hand slides to my hip, holding me firmly in place. And I burn. Holy. Fucking. God.