Aidan Gallagher Abs Novels & Stories

Jayden looked up just in time as the gun sailed through the air, landing right between Kenji and Jayden. Aidan then dragged himself toward Glenn, who was struggling against a Kagawa member choking him. Aidan kicked the attacker's legs out from under him, sending him crashing down. Capitalizing on the opening, Aidan locked his legs around the man's neck and shoulders, cutting off his oxygen. With a brutal chokehold, Aidan snapped the Kagawa member's neck. He unclasped his legs and pushed the body aside. "Come here, Glenn!" Aidan, unable to stand, extended his hand to Glenn, who was gasping wildly for air. Glenn grabbed Aidan's hand back, signaling that he was alive.

Alex’s name hovered over the screen. Sliding his finger over the receiver tab, Aiden shoved the phone to his ear. His movements are regal. There’s a way he carries himself you'd agree that Aiden is truly a god. His ebony hair highlights his sharp jaw and his olive skin is glistening under the fluorescent lights in the restaurant. The sex gods are identical in so many ways. Same height, same hulky chest and biceps. Muscled

If only looks could melt, she already melted since Aiden didn't look away at her almost naked body. “You're so beautiful, baby.” She smiled when Aiden caressed her stomach. His gelled and tied-up curly locks were already scattered on his shoulders. He pulled away again only to unbuckle his belt and open his fly. She heard his zipper being pulled down then his pants fell on the ground of the tent. She gulped as she stared at his already big and hard cock, she still got nervous whenever she saw it. She already touched and swallowed it but the fact that Aiden's cock was really big made her throat dried. Once he was done, he leaned on her again, his cock rubbing on her naked thigh. She trembled

About ten minutes later, Aiden was in the shower, taking his time enjoying the cool sprinkles of water caressing his skin. Naked, Aiden was a total hunk with firm, toned muscles everywhere. Broad chest and shoulders with long muscular arms and legs, and of course, six-pack abs. The handsome man raked his fingers through his wet blond hair as he raised his gorgeous face toward the oncoming water. He sighed deeply. “Fuck!” he swore under his breath. The alluring image of Haru naked and dripping wet with water came to his mind again, and he felt his cock responding. He glanced down, and sure enough, his man root was already hard and rising like a steel pole.

Her fingers flew across the keyboard of her laptop, her eyes bloodshot but locked onto the glowing screen. Adrian was pacing behind her like a caged animal. He had refused to wear a proper shirt over his bandaged bicep, opting instead for a loose, dark gray cotton tee that showed the rigid, tense lines of his shoulders. His silver eyes kept darting to the heavy oak door of the library, then back to the small, secure tablet sitting next to Lila’s laptop. Every few minutes, a brief text update from Henderson would flash green—Aiden is eating breakfast. Aiden is in the garden with Victoria.

"I'm not surprised you aren't aware of her existence. You only care about us and the girls your screw" I stretch out my empty glass shot at Gray for a refill as I acknowledge Aiden. "And do you have a picture of this 'Abigail' ?" Aiden chuckled as if I'd asked him one of the stupidest questions. "Of course I do. Just a sec" Pulling out his phone, I watch as Aiden scrolls through his gallery. My attention returs to Gray as he hands over a filled glass back to me. "Found it!" Aiden yells, bursting out with laughter like a maniac.

the woman said with a small chuckle. Thomas laughed softly too. "Okay I understand, be careful and like I will find it difficult to contact you, because you will be serving in one of the remote areas on the border with Jordan." "Of course, Dad is careful there too." "All right, I'll miss you. Get on the plane." The lady disconnects the call first. She then got up from the iron chair, but before taking a step while pulling her suitcase, she opened her passport first. Megan Charoline Guietto. That's the name written.

It made me want to retch again, but for a very different reason. He looked… god, he looked unreal. I had almost never seen Aiden dressed so casually. His black athletic shorts clung to his thighs, strong and tanned and corded with lean muscle. A matching black sleeveless tank sat perfectly on his torso, the fabric clinging to his abdomen in all the right places. His arms, carved like they belonged in some kind of mythological fresco, flexed each time he poured lemonade. His black hair was messily slicked back, like he’d run his hands through it out of frustration—or maybe sweat.

Aidan whispered, sweeping his fingers along my jaw and that’s when the memories of the past two days flooded my senses and I collapsed on the bed with a gasp. “What time is it?” I ask, stretching my legs under the cover. “Around one A.M” I blink up at the ceiling and realize that Aidan hadn’t woken me up, but the tightness coiling in my lower abdomen had. I clutch my belly and squeeze. “Dahlia…Are you okay?” Fuck, the room is getting hot too. I kick the covers away from my legs and roll onto my stomach, trying to do everything to escape the pain. “Dahlia.” Aidan’s voice is frantic and filled with so much panic I start to get scared for my own self.

my stomach churns as i cross to the window yanking the curtains open. outside the city hums.Normal.completely oblivious to the fact that somewhere online my life is spiraling into headlines and hashtags. I pull open the door and to walk in the hall, Aiden steps inside from his room casual as if he has not just set the internet on fire.his hair is slightly damp from the shower his shirt loose and his sleeves rolled.Calm. Controlled.the same mask he wore last night in the car.