Aiden King Book Novels & Stories

My wolf and his dragon were already claiming this little boy as theirs, as strongly as if he was ours by blood. I smiled at Finn, and he leaned closer to kiss my forehead, a rare smile on his face as well. “Looks like our brood is growing quicker than expected,” I linked him, and his small smile turned into a broad grin as he laughed with his mouth still pressed against my forehead. “I told you my mommy and daddy would come,” Aidan said smugly to the king and queen, then he turned towards us and threw his little arms around our bodies, enfolding us in a tight hug.

He was afraid that Aiden will lose himself for revenge because that's the only thing Duke Ferius never like for his only son to happen So with all his might and authority as the temporary holder and guide of the Killford duchy, he does everything for Aiden to be led having a great laugh where he can see how he smiles and laughs Going back to Aiden, he gently opened the door of the library and stepped inside only to make a little sound. But to observe the surroundings, he saw no one, so he immediately entered the place and gently closed it. After doing so, he went inside the place with such a large grin and thrilled face because for the first time he decided to walk into the place to read sto

Addy wrinkled his forehead and continued to read the book until it arrived at the middle of the book, where he thought the story of the Archelius family was so tragic. Addy was dissolved in the reading of the book he was reading, until he fell asleep hugging the book. In the dream, he saw the blue-eyed king he had seen a long time ago. This time he clearly saw the king's cruelty to the point that it felt like he wanted to vomit. The king was named Stefan Archelius, and he had a younger brother named Theodor Archelius. Stefan is blue-eyed, while Theodor is purple-eyed.

"A king should be born as a human who is blessed with health and a long life. Where a king can live for tens or even hundreds of years as an ability inherited from generation to generation. As for you, Aiden. Humans who are blessed with the power of a demon king will grow rapidly, surpassing your true lifespan and someone like you won't be able to become king because you will die quickly, then the curse will continue on someone who will be born on the day of your death!" Aiden was stunned to hear how his uncle explained something that no one could say. Of course, he did it not because he cared about and loved Aiden, but because of a hidden personal goal. They arrived in front of an old house

hello all I just want to inform you that I by mistake got two new chapters mixed up with each other. and added chapter 20 before chapter 19. I fixed this and am only waiting for the editor to accept the changes. I apologize for the confusion also I read in some comments there was a bit of confusion about Aiden. for those who read the first book "the king and the rejected she-wolf" a while back you would know Aiden as the boy Kai that Mack adopted.

“The Goldhawk Pack rejected the idea?” Aiden clutches me more tightly. “No. That’s what’s so bad. They didn’t. They’re calling me their, their damn King, and letting all the other London Packs know. They want a party. I’m nobody’s King! I’m, I’m just a servant. I just want to help everyone get along!” I knew he was special. I know he’s right for this. I know he is right for it, because he doesn’t want the role but he’s the sort of person to do his absolute best if it’s something worth doing, even if it’s something he never signed up for.

"Much better. You can move freely in that." "Thank you," Aiden says, his voice quiet. As they stand there, his mind drifts back to the dining hall. He remembers the King. He had expected a monster, an old, scarred tyrant with rotting teeth. Instead, the man was young, devastatingly handsome with sharp cheekbones, a strong jaw, and eyes like molten gold. Aiden remembers the way the King had looked at him, not with the disgust of a conqueror, but with a raw, hungry intensity that had made Aiden’s knees weak.

My father stood frozen beside me. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe. The boy watched us calmly, sizing us up, as if gauging a threat… or a memory. “My name is Aiden,” he said. “Firstborn son of the Alpha King of Wolvencrest.” My heart broke in silence. Son of the Alpha King. And yet… my blood.

I'd known it the second I saw him in that conference room, wearing that suit and that watch. Aiden King had always possessed a rare kind of determination. The kind born from failure and a refusal to ever experience it again. Seven years in the military, smart investments, and God knew what else had clearly paid off. He had money, while I was an elementary school teacher who cleaned hotel rooms on weekends to make rent. I pictured a judge looking at both of us in a courtroom. I imagined what they'd see. On one side, a decorated Navy SEAL turned successful businessman. On the other, a woman working two jobs and still receiving eviction notices.