Novel & Cerita Aidan Gallagher X Reader

He’s leaning his head against her chest with his eyes closed, listening to her read. I feel a wave of pure love and happiness wash over me as I watch them together. Ayda looks up, obviously feeling my emotions, and catches me watching them. She smiles, but doesn’t stop reading, leaning down to kiss the top of Cathal’s head. He doesn’t move and I wonder if he’s already falling asleep. I turn back to our room, smelling the food that they left for me. I eat quickly, then jump in the shower, wanting to be ready for Ayda when she returns to our room. When I get out of the shower, she’s there, waiting for me, naked.

and she ran out the door. ***** Lily I ran over to Aidan's house and was stopped by the guards as they mind-linked him before letting me pass, I was in a hurry and needed to know if he would help me. Roman is going to kill me and probably Kyan and I can't have that, Aidan was in the gym and I ran down there, he was working out, kickboxing with a sandbag. He said, "What do I owe this visit? It's not our scheduled meeting," without looking up at me, I said, "I need help, Aidan," and he turned around, walked over to me, and kissed me. He said, "Miss you too, now speak, tell me what I need to help you with," his scent was stronger and it was harder to fight the bond, so we just let it take over.

I’ve been too embarrassed that Pamela would hear me even to attempt it. I tried to distract myself from the temptation of letting my imagination run wild thinking about Aidan’s fingers by reading. While reading is generally a great escape, reading books Aidan bought for me isn’t an escape from thinking about him. Especially when I picked up A.D. Burnell’s series. Aidan didn’t buy those. He demanded them, and well, reading sex scenes didn’t help. I won’t admit this to anyone. I don’t even want to admit it to myself, but I took advantage of Pamela still being gone and let my imagination take hold… multiple times over the weekend.

Graham tilted his head. “You sure? You both look like your souls left your bodies.” Aiden, who had been quiet until now, stepped forward. His eyes ran over them slowly, too slowly. “What’s going on?” he asked, his voice low but not unkind. “And where’s Chloe?” Maya’s breath caught and Lily froze. Goddess, of all people, Aiden was the worst one to ask. Because unlike Lucas, Graham, or Liam, Aiden could read people like a book.

PROLOGUE-THE IMPRINT Aria | Age Five I was five years old when I decided he belonged to me. No one noticed. Not my father, standing too still under a black umbrella. Not the people arranged in careful silence around the grave. Not the priest. Not the rain. Not him. Especially not him. Adrian Keller stood apart from the crowd the way he stood apart from everything — not deliberately, not performatively, just naturally, the way a fixed point exists in a room that everything else organizes around.

Aiden POV “The Lycan Prince is here!" I heard someone yell before I pushed the door open and stepped into the council room. It was a stone building, and it looked like it was printed right out of an Elizabethan-era magazine. Did magazines even exist during that period? Fuck! That new girl was beginning to make me ask myself a lot of silly questions. It was the first thing that popped into my mind when I saw her standing in the middle of her childhood bedroom, looking so small in the middle of all that sparkle.

Aiden continued to push through the conversation. “Dad, the people in that world is different from ours. They don’t have any distinguishing scent.” “Then maybe the child is a girl!” Aiden exclaimed, clearing his throat after. “So you like her?” “I…” he scratched the back of his head. “I don’t know if he is a girl because he hates being called ‘girl’. But yes, I like him.” Aiden groaned. Does the thing about being gay really hit Aiden hard? Why is he so frustrated with this? It’s weird.

(29). Sorry, I’m An Anti-Romantic . By Authoress Kamara . Chapter 29: Delusional . Miles was sprinting down the street, avoiding the sidewalk because it was too crowded, and dodging cars as they came his way. Aiden needed him, he told himself. Aiden was a damsel in distress in need of saving, and Miles was his knight. He would make him happy again, like he always did. He skidded around the corner toward the deeper suburbs where he knew

“You can’t change blood, Damon. You’ll never be more than a wolf who abandoned his pack.” Behind me, my warriors bristled. I raised a hand, halting them. My wolf pressed at the surface, snarling for release, but I wouldn’t give Aiden the satisfaction of a reckless lunge. Not yet. Then Aiden’s gaze slid past me. And the grin froze on his lips. - Rayna stepped into view. The air changed in an instant. I felt it - the shift, the pulse, the jagged spike of energy in the bond between us. His golden eyes widened, first with disbelief, then hunger.