Aiden Norwood Novels & Stories

Halfway through rushing to change into his swim trunks, the words of the reporter on the television hit him like a bolt, and he grabbed the remote, clicking record like he had back home anytime something about this aired. "Felicita Morales, the widow of Trinidad Morales gave birth today to a baby girl, Trini Morales, named after the father she'll never get to meet. Trinidad, who lost his life just over a month ago in the ring after a blow to the head during a fight that burst an aneurism in his brain, was only twenty-two when the tragedy occurred."

I will be in my room" Nora said and went off without waiting for Louisa's reply.. Nora closed her door shut before placing the phone to her ear... "Hello Aidan" "Hi Nora... my fake daddy Jason is gone now.. but I want to go to my daddy's new house that is really big.. but my mummy doesn't want to forgive my daddy" Aidan explained with a pout.. "I came up with a brilliant idea last night to teach our mums a lesson and also help our dads" "Wow! can you share it with me?" Aidan asked...

The valley house had grown with them over the years—rooms added for laughter, walls painted bright by little hands, a porch swing big enough for the whole family on quiet nights. Aiden was sixteen now—broad-shouldered and quiet-spoken, silver-gold hair tied back when he trained in the yard. His power had settled into something gentle but immense. He could calm a storm with a touch, heal a broken bone with focused light, and ease old grudges between visiting clan members with just a few words. He was the bridge everyone hoped for.

I stood frozen in the hallway, my heart pounding so hard against my ribs I thought it might break through them. It was late afternoon. My father and my brother, Jeffery, were on base for a training exercise. The house was supposed to be empty except for me. But Jeffery had called two hours earlier to say Aiden was coming. He explained that his best friend had finally gotten leave after eight months on deployment and needed a place to stay before heading home to see his family. I'd been a complete mess ever since. Aiden King was six-foot-three, toned and bronzed. My brother's best friend ever since they enlisted in the Navy six years ago. Eight years older than me. Completely out of reach. An

he asked impatiently. “Your mum just got involved in an accident and has been rushed to the hospital,” Aiden looked up at Nora who was only having a satisfying smirk on her face. “Nora Levi, if you are behind this then I will make you pay for it, even though it's your life,” With this Aiden stormed out of his room into his car and drove straight to the hospital.

"But then we had worked together to make sure we were close to home. I decided to set up a branch company here in New York while Layla sort for transfer. I guess fate had other things in store." I could hear the sadness laced with his words. "What happened?" Aiden took in a long breath. "Mom and Dad passed." Dropped like a bomb. "Dad died at the battle of Gnodes and shortly after, I guess Mom couldn't live without him as she joined him." The sadness in his voice, laced with the way his shoulder slouched, I did the very first thing that came to my mind. I sat up and wrapped my arms around him as it was the only form of comfort I could offer him.

It wasn’t hard to tell that apologies wasn't one of Justin's strong suits. “It’s alright man, I understand. My brother was a dickhead. But damn! You pack a mean punch.” Aiden said as he flexed his jaw. “Are you an MMA fighter or something?” He chuckled, before stretching an arm out to Justin. “Aiden Jameson,” he said, introducing himself. “Justin Mount,” Justin replied, taking Aiden’s hand in a quick handshake.

Keanu is not only good at fighting in games, but the real world as well. Aiden, this tall clean guy hates the same thing called sweat and. Aiden's crazy for cleanliness. Not even one of Jack and Marra were allowed into his room for fear of being infected with germs. Because of his illness Aiden does not like to do activities that will make his body sweat, such as playing ball and even running in the morning, therefore he prefers to spend his free time by playing online games or swimming.

Plus, Adrian's fame as War Legate Draco had spread far and wide, which made it much easier for Aiden to recognize him. "What are you doing here, sir?" Aiden chuckled. He then took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed one to Adrian. Adrian graciously accepted the gesture, and Aiden lit it up for him. Adrian laughed, "Are you seriously still smoking at your age?" Aiden replied, "I did quit, but I picked it up again recently." There were some emotional fluctuations in Aiden's tone. Adrian asked, "Did something happen?" "My wife passed just two weeks ago," Aiden replied.