Aphmau Characters Aaron Novels & Stories

I said and offered him a smile. We met Aaron at the movie theater parking lot, just as promised. I blushed when I saw him leaned against his car. He was wearing a plaid shirt with his sleeves rolled up, revealing his arm tattoos, paired with black jeans. His green eyes sparkled under the streetlights. He looked damn good. Because why wouldn't he? I rolled my eyes. "Hey," he saw us and smiled. Calm down, heart, I scolded it in my mind. "Let's go in," Damien said.

His presence filled the space before he even spoke. “Mrs. Blackthorn,” he said smoothly, his tone refined, charming even. “I hope I’m not intruding. I do intend to come on time when it is meetings like this.” I gestured for him to sit. “Not at all. You have me at a disadvantage, though. I don’t believe we’ve met. And given your scent, I can tell that you are not from here, Alpha.” He smiled, slow and confident, the kind of smile that didn’t quite reach the eyes. “Forgive me. Alpha Lorenzo D’Amaris. But I choose to go by Mr. D’Amaris when it is amongst humans.”

She scratched her head and flipped a long blonde braid over one shoulder. Elliott didn’t like that answer. He took a step forward, but Aaron reached out and blocked him with his hand, noticing for the first time his friend’s shoulder was bleeding. Maybe one of the others trapped in here was a Healer. He hoped it wasn’t Jamie, but he would be the most useful person to be ensnared in a portal with. “I’m Aaron McReynolds, and this is Elliott Sanderson....” “Dr. Elliott Sanderson.” Aaron rolled his eyes and continued. “We’d really like to get out of here as quickly as possible, so anything you could do to help us would be greatly appreciated. And if you’d like to come with us....”

Aaron said as he kept his finger over her mouth,, his eyes were filled with agony and face contorted with pain, Amber's words stabbed his heart as he said, "I am sorry, Amber. I really am." Amber removed his finger from her mouth and said, "I don't trust you, I don't trust anyone Aaron, I know what everyone thinks of me and I have already accepted that, I am a cripple and always will be. And it's fine now." Aaron kept his hand over her shoulder and said, "you are not a cripple, Amber, you are much much more than that, and don't worry I am going to heal you, I am going to give you your wolf back."

Arthur demanded, his eyes looking a bit predatory. “Okay then. Arthur Camelton Beckett. A 3rd year high schooler in La Florence Academy and was known as the quiet but cool kid. Actually knows how to flirt and break the girls’ hearts, boys’ even. You are good at computers, actually have the looks and know how to woo a person. Guess, what?” Hestia leaned into his ear and whispered. “Your charms don’t work on me. All I can see is that manipulative boy who did a crime. The only thing preventing the world to know what you did and from tarnishing your family is because of Aaron’s father. And God forbid, even though I don't believe in him, that if somehow, you hurt Aaron’s heart, may you be out of

I turned back to ask what they wanted next when I heard a familiar voice shout at me from my right. “You traitor!” Instinctively, I whispered putting my arm up as a small rock wall shot up from the ground stopping the ice attack before it reached me. The ice-covered rock wall disappeared quickly. I looked over and saw Aaron. He was Doctor Robert’s son and the most advanced mage right after Nathan. “I can’t believe you would betray us like this, Karen! You’re supposed to be one of us!” He shouted angrily. Aaron was about my height and had a slender build with blue eyes and black long hair that was always tied back with a ribbon to match the color of his robes. He looked incredibly furious. Th

Aaron muttered under his breath being careful not to meet my gaze, "That's one word for it." I shot him a glare wanting so badly to go over to him and smother his face in a pillow. The woman's eyes flicked between us, something calculating passing through her expression. Then she smiled faintly. "Well, let's see what he can do. There has to be a reason you're keeping yet another stray around. Is he strong like Ronan? He certainly doesn't look it...." Aaron's mother turned her nose up and scented the air. "He certainly doesn't smell it either. He's an omega."

He pauses briefly, then he looks away from me to Tony, and he stares at him as he and the guy he's with walk up to us. "Hey." He says to me, completely ignoring Tony. "What are you doing here?." I demand. Before he can say anything Tony extends his hand to Aaron. "Anthony Barker, a friend of Yasmine's. And you are?" "Aaron Ashgroove." He takes Tony's hand, and shakes it. "A very good friend of Yasmine's." "Hold on, you mean Aaron Ashgroove- of Ashgroove Enterprises?" "The one and only." For a second I watch Tony gather his bearings, and I think I might actually witness him begin to fangirl. But he composes himself and shakes Aaron's hand with more vigor.

Because all I could think of were the what if’s. I stood on shaky legs, wiping my mouth on the sleeve of the scrubs I still wore and let Able pull me into him, his arms wrapping around my shoulders and my head reasting against the bare skin of his muscled chest. “You did amazingly Amara. Mum spent a full ten minutes bragging about how you jumped into helping doc. About how many pack member you’ve helped. I’m so sorry that this is the introduction you’ve had to the pack, but I’m damn proud of you. You’re gonna be an amazing Luna.” He stated and I let the words wash over me, even as the dread continued to churn in my stomach.

Arther was too busy for working and unfortunately, he really just liked the work activities that he had been doing so far about right now actually. And maybe, Arther even forget how to get relaxed for a while about back then actually. Moreover, apart from taking care of his job as a mafia, Arther also has to take care of his Pack. Yes, Arther is a werewolf. Arther is an Alpha of the Blake Light Pack. After all, those two things were still Arther's responsibility to do about.