Aragorn Novels & Stories

After a few seconds he slams it open again. "What the hell dude.." Reece exclaims. "Happy birthday Morgana.. and um welcome to the pack I guess..." Aaron says and escapes one more time through the door. I turn around and look at Reece who offers me a warm smile. "It's Charles.." I say to him and his facial expression goes from happy to sad in a matter of seconds. "Well, tell him to scram.." He says moving towards me. 'Who the hell is Charles and why is he interrupting us?' My wolf asks from inside me but I just ignore her.

All this time, Aranjo always thought that the demon was her friend, but in reality it was not like that. The friend not only did not defend her, but also imposed such a cruel punishment. "What is he ... is the friend you said helped you out of the fog forest, The Emperor?" asked Ara. Ara remembered, Aranjo once told a friend she met in the fog forest. A demon with silver hair, only the Emperor had such a look in the entire realm. Aranjo nodded and said, "He's not my friend! The name friend does not deserve him!" Aranjo walks back to his parents ' house. She also has memories of her time in the mortal world.

The Cabin In The Woods Thirty-Five: Elijah We run around for hours on end. Me chasing her, her chasing me. She is really fast that I can hardly keep up with her and every time she chases me. Well, she tackles me down to the ground even though I’m bigger than her she actually can hold me down. Her or her wolf likes to lick me on my nose. To my surprise Aragorn doesn’t seem to mind her doing what she wants to do with us. “That’s because she is too cute to get mad at. Look how cute and small she is thinking that she is a barny bad a*s.” I say laughing at him. “What’s so funny?” He asks me, sounding annoyed with me all of a sudden.

Aragorn’s cruelty had no end, no line he wasn’t willing to cross, I knew about the allies but never did I imagine that involved people who had helped him take the life of his brother. I swallowed hard, steadying my voice. “Who are they? Tell me everything you know.” He looked around once more, then stepped closer, his tone hushed. “Among them is a witch. A strong one. Dangerous. I don’t know her name, but she carries herself with the confidence of one who has felled kingdoms with spells.”

Despite the salt and pepper grey hair, Connor’s movie star looks make him seem ageless in a way that had me thinking he would have still been just a touch too young to fight in that battle. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to.” He says. “I may have some additional insights that your parents or Leader Bruno don’t, and given how close this guy,” he says, motioning to the deceased human still lying on the ground, “was found to my pack lands, I’d like to be a part of thinking through next steps. Have you contacted COWS yet?”

He bowed his head as we walked by, traces of hay atop his brown hair. “Lord Oli-” “Aaron.” I sighed, watching him stumble a bit in his steps as he came closer. His bushy eyebrows were the same colour as his brown hair, with a slight round face. Aaron dusted his hands against the brown overall he wore, his gaze bouncing from me to Stella. “Why don't you go check the other stables while I go see how Olarya is doing?” I suggested, giving him a pointed look. The corner of his lips titled up slightly and he bowed, taking his leave.

one of the men carrying a deer glanced at Diana. Diana scratched her hair that wasn't itchy. "I'm sorry, I don't know anything, so I have to ask a lot of questions and I'm very grateful that you're helping." The biggest man pushed George's back with the muzzle of a rifle. "Who is he?" "Ah, he's my brother. Our faces look a bit alike, right?" All the logging men nodded their heads in agreement. They admitted that their faces did look alike, though not 100 percent.

But I followed him. I could not stay behind. Outside the gates stood a tall man with a thick skin and deep blue eyes. Alpha Kael. He looked even stronger than the last time I saw him. Alpha power was already smelling on his body and he was breathing like thunder. His eyes found me immediately right there as I got lost in thought. “Annie,” his voice cut across the room. “I have come for my mate and my pups.” The woods went silent for a while. I felt another kind of power as Damon touched me.

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.