Aiden Norwood Book Novels & Stories

Sharp, polished, and frightening enough to make male vendors stop calling me sweetheart after one look. At home, I was a woman trying to rescue the TV remote from behind a plant because my four-year-old believed it “needed a vacation.” “Mami,” Aiden said. “What, corazón?” “Elmo packed the wrong book!” Elma growled in frustration. “I packed the book your teacher asked for.” Aiden shook his head, his black bangs moving with him. “No. I need the blue dinosaur book.” “You brought it yesterday.” “But today there might be an emergency.”

I chuckled and added, “How can you not…? I mean you are so smart and intelligent and yet you don’t like libraries… That’s quite odd” “One must not have to like libraries just because they are intelligent. I am God gifted…” He said proudly and I chuckled again until we reached the history column. “History… Let’s check it out” I said excitedly and I entered the row with him following me behind. “Look… This book has my assignment topic…” Aiden said and took out a book from the shelf and began to read it’s contents. “Really? What’s your topic?” I asked him curiously. “Theseus and the Minotaur…” He added and began to read while I chuckled. ‘

I have to keep going because the readers who were raging all over my Goodreads account and bookstore were begging for more. “Look outside,” Aiden said as his call came in. His voice pulled me from my haze, from the endless hum of keys clicking under my fingers. I blinked against the sunlight pouring through my window, dragging myself toward it. My body was slow and heavy from exhaustion, but my curiosity pushed me forward. And then I saw it. Aiden had sent me a photo. His office walls were lined with books that looked older than me. But right there, in the middle of it all, hanging in a sleek black frame, was mime.

He stepped closer and offered me his hand to shake. “I thought that white hair was you,” he laughed and I joined his good humor with a smile. “We never introduced ourselves properly. Hello, I'm Aiden Shaw,” he asserted with a kind smile that reached his brown eyes. Shaking his hand, I asked him if he knew where the bookstore was by chance, and he nodded, his blonde hair bobbed along with each head nod, and brought a grin to my lips. “It's on the other side of the assembly hall building, there's a sign you can't miss. I would show you, but unfortunately, I am waiting for my girlfriend, Margo, to take her to breakfast, ” he said sheepishly.

I focus on my breath, my heartbeat—a slow, steady rhythm pulsing through me. The sun against my skin is intoxicating. Almost as good as Aiden’s touch. A large shadow suddenly blocks my sun. I crack one eye open and find Aiden standing in front of me, flanked by Noah, Daniel, and David—who’s awkwardly leaning on crutches. Aiden holds something out. I frown. “What’s this?” “Your book,” he says with a shrug. “Book two. As long as I get the first one back—these losers want to read it.”

Aiden said as Nimi walked behind him into his study, Nimi looked around and a feeling of nostalgia hit him, Aiden’s apartment hadn’t changed one bit from the last time he was here. The study still looked as neat and tidy as it had always been, every single item arranged carefully and put away neatly according to their colors, growing up Nimi had always thought Aiden was suffering from obsessive compulsive disorder, he was too neat and mindful of his environment and very detailed about arrangements for comfort.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE Aidan’s POV The sound of the front door opening broke through the quiet of the house. I looked up from the book in my hands, frowning. It was well past midnight. The rain had been falling for hours, drumming against the tall windows. I shut the book and rose from the armchair. My bare feet made no sound on the floor as I stepped out of my room and leaned over the railing. Below, in the dim light of the chandelier, stood Nolan, soaked to the bone. Water dripped from his coat and pooled at his feet. And in his arms…

Leaving Aiden reeling in pain and burdened with not only a position he didn’t wish for, but a truck load of rumors biting at his heels. He must have been nearly crushed by the weight of all that. I will make sure Adrienne answers for everything she’s done. Laying the picture aside, I unpack the other things from the box. A book of love poems, the first page inscribed with the message, I know how often you’re in the dog house. Memorize a few of these, they’re as good as a get out of jail free card. It was obviously a gift from Aiden to his brother, who’d done a lot of sowing of his wild oats from what I heard.

You need to see Aiden all this while, he looks like an abandoned puppy. I gave birth the following day after so many efforts and it's a boy. " His name is RONIN." Stallone said carrying little Aiden. ❤️ THE END ❤️ Hey you. Thank you for reading this book. I Know this book is barely edited, I'll try to edit it to make it better. Thank you for reading again.

The book the lad was currently reading was The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie. No wonder, he was so smart, thought Maddie, when he had and read such great book collections. Leaving the bookshelf, Maddie moved to a couch right across Andrew's bed and sat down on it, and then she fetched her phone from her pocket and started to type a text message to send to Audrey. "Hey, back from work yet?" she hit the send button after typing, and then looked up from her phone to admire Andrew who looked so cute with his solemn expression as he read.