Ao3 Aot Novels & Stories

But just as the moment settled into something precious, a small thud cut through the air as something hit Theo’s head—a soft ball of yarn from Aurelia’s sewing basket. “Ow!” Theo yelped, rubbing the back of his head. Aurelia blinked and turned toward the doorway, only to find Owen Ashford standing there, arms crossed and eyes narrowed. His blond hair caught the light like a halo, but the scowl on his face erased any angelic illusion. “She’ll be my bride!” Owen snapped, glaring at Theo. “Her mama promised my mama a long time ago!” Aurelia blinked, confused, watching as the two boys squared off like tiny knights ready for war. Theo stood up, fists clenched, his cheeks flushed with indignation.

CHAPTER 158 •••••Third Person POV••••• {Slight Mature Content Ahead} Aurora moans feeling soft butterfly kisses on the base of their neck as she turned her head around giving more access to Ares and sighs in contentment still in her sleep.

– Lionel Suggs. Aurora’s alarm was set for early dusk of the morning. As tradition compels, * the royal and guardian bloodline train together to ensure seamless locomotion* when defending the system. Olamide Obong sent an internal message to all his children: Kingsley, Ini, Ismael, Aurora and Eya through his bloodline. The bloodline possesses gifts varying across its generation. Amidst Olamide’s children, Aurora possessed the most, across several generation. She possessed the gift of teleportation and the ability to read emotions even when disguised, which came as a result of her mother being of royal blood. A major bone of contention in which the royal court fought against her parent’s enta

“She’s… beautiful.” “You’re going to marry her someday,” Kian teased, his voice sing-song. “I hope so,” Aaron admitted, putting an end to the song. If what Kian said was true and the O’Malleys were never part of the agreement, then Aaron knew the sooner he married Aislyn, the better. He’d do anything he could to protect her from the Dark Ones. Of course, being only eleven and a half, he was aware that it would be several more years before he could marry anyone. Nevertheless, he vowed that day to always keep Aislyn safe, no matter what.

Ayo demands. So, I fill her in. It still seems so unreal. How did all these years of unrequited fantasy just change overnight? By the time I’ve finished talking, Ayo is staring at me, open mouthed. “This...is...AMAZING!” she squeals. Mr. Orchetti clears his throat, but Ayo doesn’t seem to hear him. “This is like a romance novel. He’s swept you off your feet and you are going to be with your one true love.” She looks so dopey with stars in her eyes.

Aurora replied with a laugh, which instantly made Anton turn and give her a stern look. Aurora's cheerful laughter filled the 6x8 cm room. The trio, always inseparable, never failed to boost each other's seroAntonn and endorphin levels, whether they were meeting in person or chatting in their W******p group, aptly named 'The Angels'. This time, they were teasing Aurora relentlessly about Reynald and the two-door refrigerator guy. Irritated? Definitely. Aurora was annoyed, but what her two friends were saying was undeniably true. Reynald was more straightforward; he had the courage to propose to Aurora in person, whereas Dave was still trapped in his past love.

Athena's POV I had completely forgotten about Dante’s presence beside me. I turned to him with a pretentious smile and assured him, “It’s nothing to worry about.” He didn’t look convinced so I went further to say, “It’s the trauma I suffered in the vampire kingdom. I haven’t gotten over it.” His worried expression dissolved into compassion as he hugged me. I had to lie. I was an omega after all. No one wanted to have anything to do with us.

Aaron wiped Olive’s an*l after dipping some liquid on the handkerchief, which he pulled out of his pocket as Aaron ran through her p*ssy with one hand. He got that liquid while he was on his way home. However, he did not expect to use it right away today. Nevertheless, he was thankful that he left it in his pocket. Olive felt the liquid brushing on her different hole and she could not help but shriek in surprise. “W-What is that?” “It is for an*l use only. Don’t worry,” the Lycan reassured. Not worry? Hell no. Olive wasn’t aware of this at all and her face flushed in red.

“ I bet you will be the top this time also.” Aroon was not at all listening to Oak. His lips were still curved upward and he was still in some thoughts. But it lasted only for a few more moments until he saw someone walking towards him. It was none else than Aom. "Hey..Aru...Goodmorning." "Ahm..Good morning.", Aroon said not even looking at her. Oak and Atid looked away feeling annoyed. "Can we have a coffee together ?", Aom asked. "Hmm..yeah.", Aroon said and Aom smiled cheerfully. She turned her heels and walked slowly waiting for Aroon.

Like the ghost of amusement had whispered something in his ear, and he was trying very hard not to laugh. And somehow, that was worse. Because it meant he’d heard everything. And I, Aubrey Sinclair—Omega, liar—had just given a front-row performance of how to emotionally implode in less than sixty seconds. And Atlas Blackwood? He was thoroughly enjoying the show.