Aphmau X Aaron Novels & Stories

He grunted from the combination of his wounds and my father’s alpha command. “Submit, pup. You’re nothing but a child.” “I’m—” “Submit!” Father roared. Shane dropped to his knees but kept his eyes on my father. He reached over and gripped my hand in his. I squeezed his back as my father walked closer. “Didn’t I tell you, Daddy? I was right! She has a boyfriend and I had a suspicion he’s been visiting her in her room,” Ava said.

Aamber stopped blowing her cake, looking at her in confusion. Laurel swallowed nervously. Didn't Aaron once say that Aamber had a dark past, was betrayed by her lover and then aborted her pregnancy, then didn't want to fall in love again? “Eh, Aaron said that you—” “Whoa!” Aamber suddenly understood her thoughts. She glanced amusedly at Aaron who suddenly seemed to be pretending to be focused on holding his daughter. “He hasn't explained about that one yet, has he?” She deliberately raised her voice while glancing at Aaron and immediately received a glare from his older brother. Aamber suddenly couldn't help but laugh. She placed the cake plate on the kitchen table.

he pursed his lips, looking elsewhere. “That’s my same question,” Xavier said, then chuckled. “Not that my father is a monster. He’s the best dad, and it scares me that if it’s my turn, I can’t be like him. Share your secret, Aaron.” “I almost ran away,” I breathed, ashamed of myself. Aaron leaned on his seat and crossed his arms over his chest. “Who said I didn’t get scared?” He snorted. “When I found out Sasha’s pregnant, I was ecstatic. I was proud that I would be a Dad, but when she gave birth…”

Aaron had promised me he would pull her back from the threshold of the abyss, and a Vaughn never breaks a blood-oath. He stepped forward, his expression softening just enough to reach out and brush a stray hair from my forehead. "I told you I would keep the promise, Little Wolf. I do not fail you." I smiled at him, a genuine, sweet expression of gratitude. At that moment, Aaron was my hero. I felt a sudden, icy chill prickle the back of my neck. I didn't have to turn around to know Cameron was watching us. His pupils had narrowed to slits, his scent turning sharp and territorial—like a wolf watching another predator touch his kill.

“Aaron is just as mopey as always. Maybe a little bit more.” I raised my eyebrows. “Aaron isn’t mopey. He’s probably one of the funniest, happiest wolves I know.” Jason started laughing. “Aaron? As in future alpha of Blue Moon, Aaron?” “Um, yeah…. Your best friend, Aaron…” “Nope. Definitely not the same person you are talking about. My Aaron hasn’t laughed or smiled much since his mom and Allison passed.” “He told me about that. What a crazy story.”

(Teary laughing emoji) Andy: and Aaron will be the castrated priest of the church… (Turned teary laughing) Aaron: Andy, don't dare me! Jaxon: You are all heartless. You ought to be sympathizing with me. (Crying) Me: I'm sorry, was I there with you when you decided being a dick is fun? Aaron: I honestly think we are cursed. None of us have ever had any serious interest in women except Mordecai. And eventually, he might end up marrying her, he will break the curse.

said Frank, slowly getting up. “She isn't immune to sleepy gas, or she wouldn't have gotten captured a few months ago," said Liam. “Shard pain usually does it,” said the werewolf who first talked to them. “I’m Aaron, by the way.” “Like, you dislocate my shoulder through the bar and put it back? Would that work?” “Holy Goddess, it should, yes, but I’d like to keep my head on my shoulders when she gets here.”

He took a step back toward the path, measured and casual, the way you move when you don’t want to signal fear. The wolf circled. Cut him off. “Okay.” Aaron raised his hands, glancing toward the path where his friends had been a moment ago and were no longer. The ravine was suddenly very quiet without the speaker. Just the water, and the wind in the trees, and the sound of his own pulse. “Look. I don’t know who you are. But my father is Harold Mortem.” He said it the way he said everything — with the expectation that the name would do the work.

The dome dissolves, pressure lifting abruptly. I stagger—and immediately get caught by Ethan. “Still with me?” he asks softly. “Unfortunately,” I say weakly. “I think I promised not to die.” Blake flops onto the grass, staring up at the now-normal sky. “I can’t believe we just got audited by a god and survived.” Gravehowl settles back, presence easing. The Hunt stands. The Sleeper’s awareness lingers a moment longer. You did well, little Crown. Don’t make a habit of waking me.

“Look, Aaron’s a complex fellow. I don’t quite understand what all he’s capable of now with this new superpower. I hope to understand a little more after tomorrow, but I don’t know what he’s thinking or what’s going on. I keep telling myself maybe it will pass, but so far, it just seems to be getting worse.” “Rapidly. Today seems ten times worse than yesterday.” It was her turn to shake her head. She took another sip of her water, wondering if she should call Jamie and let him know what they had found out about Holland. Maybe he would have some insight into the situation with Aaron, too. But then, she was pretty sure the doctor had plans with Ashley that night, and since that relationship wa