Aiden Theodore Novels & Stories

He didn't like this at all, he didn't like it one bit and he so desperately wished there was some other way. Elder Theodore was surprisingly waiting quietly, his eyes on Aiden as he watched a tear slip from the young man's eyes. Aiden had been through a lot and Elder Theodore felt so much pity for him. This was why he was willing to spare some more time even when he thought it was best to leave immediately. "What about. . ." Aiden swallowed deeply, having nothing to say but wanting to speak "What about Adelia?"

His companion said gently, “Reign it in.” Aiden. That’s different. I don’t think I’ve ever met an Aiden before. The name suits him. I need to break this up. I see Armando turning a light shade of purple. I get on stage, “Aiden.” I say gently, “Let him go, please.”

His little hands trembled, but he reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair away from her forehead. “She’s really pretty,” he whispered, his words soft, as if speaking too loud would break the fragile moment. I watched as Adrian’s son stood there, his small hands resting beside Chloe, protectively, almost like a promise. A promise to her and, in some strange way, to me. Without warning, the boy looked up at me, his eyes bright with an innocence that melted my heart. “Hi, I’m Aiden,” he said, his voice full of warmth and shy excitement. “Is she gonna be my sister?”

Dawn says, "funny that." I almost ask her how she knows, but I'm sure Myle's would have told her. Who knows how long Myle's has known along with Asher. I don't know what anyone does at this point. I'm just trying to get through the next few days without being found out by Asher. "Who's this?" I ask warily, matching the heaviness of the stranger behind Dawn's gaze. "Coen," he replies. "My name is Coen, and I'm Alpha Kaden's brother."

Aiden just rolled his eyes at him then crossed his arms before he continued defensively: “I happen to have important news, asshole.” “I gathered. Why else would you bother me this early in the morning unless you have some sort of a death wish?” Theo gave Aiden a pointed look before he turned to head back into his bedroom. He sat himself down at the loveseat at the end of his bed and eyed his friend warily. He waited for this seemingly important news as Aiden bounced inside. He almost laughed aloud when his beta's voice popped in his head with a warning that Aiden or rather affectionately referred to ‘the little shit’ was on his way with important news. Quickly he told Amos, his beta, that th

“Step forward.” He did. Tall, broad‑shouldered, early twenties. Kade. Good in a fight. Good at following orders. Terrible at nuance. Aiden remembered him at sixteen, shaking in a clinic bed after a bad shift, his mother begging for something—anything—to calm him without a collar.

Cayden said then went out. ADOR was actually created by The current Chairman Theodore Cage, in the memory of his Twin Sister, Theodora, who had died when they were younger but had wanted to have an Empire of her own. Then he passed the company to his grandson because his son was not capable enough to take care of the company.

Adam muttered to himself. Aiden chuckled when he heard that comment. "Ya, I am the Aiden Knight. Sit down" he pointed to a chair opposite his desk. After looking and confirming that Aria's Aiden is the Aiden Knight, Adam's anger dissapeared completely. Aiden is very well respected in the business world. As an assistant to a bussinessman himself, Adam know how popular and Famous Aiden is. He was known to raise to stardom with his own intelligence and hardwork at a young age. Adam too read a lot of articles about Aiden, he too respect the man.

I turned around to see him still sat on the rock taking a drink from his freshly filled water skin. "It's strange," I replied, "I never thought I'd even set foot on Pheonix territory and now it's going to be my home." "I can't say I was expecting an alliance with Alpha Brynn either. And I certainly didn't think I'd find his sister to be my mate." I smiled and shuffled so I was sat at his feet, "How old are you, Theodore?" "Twenty-six," he said. "Why?" I thought for a moment before biting my lip.

“Chief Chastain, this man in front of you, is the secret weapon of our Police Intelligence. He is our discreet spy, Theodore Doyle.” Theodore bowed at the surprised Chief and smiled. “Please to meet you, sir. I am Theodore Doyle, at your service.”