Novelas y relatos de Aiden King

"Good, go have your mother help you pack. You will be leaving tomorrow." "Yes, daddy!" Ginny ran out of the office to look for our mother. "Ace." His stern voice grabbed little Ace's attention. "I need you to start training hard. By the time everything comes to furition it'll be too late for me to take the throne; it'll be you who steps up as the new king. Can you handle that?" He needed to know if his son held the strength close to that of a king. Seeing his son steal his resolve, he felt satisfied with the son he created.

I heard Verone whisper and I frowned in confusion when my eyes widened at the sight of one of the dragons rubbing her muzzle against Aiden’s. “It would take more than just you to defeat a royal blood, King Verone” one of the black dragons said looking directly at Verone who shied back “I am King Tyson, king of dragons. Those who believe me dead shall face the consequence of their actions” I stayed quiet as I watched the scene before me. Seeing the dragons assemble around the kingdom’s grounds, in front of the palace, around the fields, the roof, what’s left of it, of the palace. Aiden stood by my side as he kept his eyes on my brother who was trying to escape leaving the dragon in the mercy

Said King Jayden "Yes, little one, we understand all of that. Just know, Jayden, and I don't think you anything less than perfect, and our protectiveness gets in the way. However, we'll be honest we do not like that kid Aiden, but we understand that he is your friend and what we asked is unfair of us to ask. But just for our sake and sanity, don't get so close to him. Not only because it's wrong the way he sometimes talks, even if it's harmless, but you all have to worry about the final test coming up in a year." Said, king Kayden

In my eyes, he's a monster, who wrecks the lives of innocent people to prove that he's powerful. I don't know what he wants from me. I didn't even know of his existence until a week before. This entire situation makes me frustrated, especially the way my family is treated. As we entered Aiden, the city of vast wealth. My eyes grew wider to see tall castles and stunning architecture. People here look so happy than in my village. I have never once imagined this place could be Marvelous like this. I couldn't stop gazing at the grandeur of the architecture and was my family. They were amazed by the city.

he asks, sensing my confusion. “I don’t see my name,” I mumble. “Do you?” “You’re with me,” Reid supplies, moving to step beside me and offering an encouraging smile. “C’mon, I want you to meet some of our Denver allies.” He takes my hand and leads me across the field to where most of the other alphas and their mates are gathered, and I immediately recognize Astrid’s brother. He looks similar to her- same caramel skin, full lips, and sharp bone structure. What he’s missing, though, is Astrid’s contagious smile; he seems incredibly focused and serious, brow furrowed, lips set in a tight line.

I explain a bit more annoyed. "Yes." He says and then realizes his mistake as I glare him down, "King." "Better. Now tell me Aiden, how old are you?" "I just turned 15, King." "Pity, such a bright future you could have had," I say simply as I watch realization cross his features. Before he can even show his fear, I plunge my hand into his chest and rip out his heart. I let it drop to the ground and his body falls too. Nobody even looks up at the commotion, knowing they would be the next victim.

Elijah is cold and passive, it's his trademark. "Y-young master..." Marga's voice trembled. He doesn't want to leave my son because everywhere he goes it ends up in a fight. She was addressing my son that way because she accidentally found out that Aiden's father is the King of Valeria. She even addressed him as a prince but I did not allow it. And because he's afraid to call Aiden by his name because it's blasphemy to blue blood, he calls him young master even though it's unnecessary.

“Aiden, I’m warning you…” “Or what Alpha, what are you going to do to me?” His lips creep up at the edges. His eyes narrow as they focus on me. Colt pulls me in behind him, keeping his hands on me. “Why are you doing this?” He mutters at Aiden “Why shouldn’t I, being King is my birth right. A Lycan King and a descendant of The Greats, what better person to lead the packs.” “Aiden this isn’t you!” “Isn’t it? Do you actually know me?”

‘I’m sorry I was so awkward earlier’ Aiden signs after quarter of his beer’s gone, ‘I’m not very good with people. Understatement of the century, ‘You don’t say? I haven’t really noticed.’ His cheeks redden, ‘there is no need for sarcasm.’ I chuckle; who knew 26 year olds could be so cute? ‘My brother is the same; he doesn’t really talk to people only my sister and another kid Josh.’ ‘How old is your sister?’ ‘Eight.’ ‘Twins?’ ‘Yeah. What about you? Do you have siblings?’ ‘No. it’s just me.’

Passing the Minion Trials when he was only 12 Defeating the ghost of the Ancestral Nemean Lion of the Lion King tribe to become an official warrior when he was only 20 Singlehandedly killing thirty Undead after training for only 5 years And the newest accomplishment…surviving an assassination from the Blood Witches! He was Aiden of the Kingsman family; a child blessed by the heavens themselves to lead and bring despair upon his peers who could only chase after his shadow.