Aris Jones Novels & Stories

Isaac attacked the boy, completely unprovoked, allegedly, and then bit his teacher, drawing blood when she tried to separate them. I toyed with the hem of my purse as Mr Beddows continued insulting Isaac, accusing of him all but killing this boy. Greyson's words rang in my ears. Come back as the Zoe Smithson I remember. I wasn't the same woman I once was. Kobe beat everything out of me, my confidence, my hopes, my ambition. I was a shadow, surviving day by day without ever really living.

[Kathryn] I watch, bewildered, as Isleen begins the healing process. Isaac tries to move his hand, but her grip only tightens. “Honey-” I try to protest because she is still so weak. She can barely keep her eyes open. Isaac glances at me, panicked. What if we lose her in the process? Astrid whines woefully, “Can’t…” Isleen mumbles as she places her free hand on top of Isaac’s.

I needed to stay calm for Breyona's sake, and come up with a plan to save their lives. Once the fight had ended, Asher came inside the house. I watched as his entire frame went rigid with anger. Not only did they want me in return for Breyona and Giovanni's lives, but they had come here with the purpose of taking Giovanni. I knew it was a low blow for Asher, as Breyona was a part of his pack, and he was tasked with protecting us all. I sent a gentle soothing wave down the mate-bond between us, watching as some of the tension faded from his shoulders.

"These purple shits are the quads. They transformed using dark magic like the freaking cowards they are." "I knew they were suspicious," Zharn shook his head. I bet my red hair that he didn't know. "Don't make me cut you open, Sophie. If you cooperate, I can help you escape death, and we can get married," Arakis took her from Aki's hands. "Too bad, I'm not attracted to you," Sophie beamed, pretentiously. "I don't need you to be attracted now; you'll learn to be," he breathed against her neck.

She looked unkempt, her hair was tangled and the clothes she wore hung loosely on her frame, her face looked gaunt and tired but she was undeniably beautiful underneath it all, Ria guessed that she couldn’t be more than twenty-five. “Keisha Smith?” Ria asked, trying not to sound as startled as she felt while raising her hands slowly. ‘’Start talking before I cut you,” Keisha snapped. “Who sent you? Why are you here?”. ‘’I…I did not come to hurt you,” Ria said calmly, trying her best to maintain eye contact. ‘I’m here to talk business, I want to help you reclaim your career. My name is Ria Hartley, I work in fash…”

I instructed. Adam nodded in affirmation picking up her phone. “Follow him closely but do not get involved until he gets in trouble,” she instructed over the phone. “Let's go back home,” I commanded. The driver nodded in affirmation and started the car. I looked back at Micheal as he tried to fight the people dragging him away, Joan stood there, her mouth open as though she had seen a ghost. Well…she has seen a ghost…who wouldn't be shocked after seeing a man that was involved in a car explosion and you saw his body to confirm his death.

It was sickening. We were stopped at the entrance, and Leigh-Ari switched personalities again. “Miss Jones for Director Williams. And these are my men.” She smiled so dearly and so innocently, that I swear no one would was spared from her deadly, lethal charms. The guard looked around at the three of us and then glared back at Ari who held her handbag to her front, smiling so beautifully.

I hear her say to herself as she is motivating herself not realizing the call is still going. I quickly wake my brother up and point to my phone I think he gets it and I put the call on speaker as I hear her taking deep breaths trying to calm herself down. I show my brother the number he track it while looking into whose it is. It comes back to a nineteen year old Jaymes Tevin Jones. It also shows her location out of the city in the forests. "You say Mark brother's friend?" I ask I hear a small gasp I'm sure she is shocked I'm still on the call. I signal my brother to get ready. He knows to also wake up at least a few more of my guys as I go to my room and get dressed.

He spit out and I laughed. “You will tell me what I want to know sooner or later.” I motioned for my man to go back to his torture. I would find her and kill Jensen. He thinks he can double-cross me, so he has to pay the price. A few hours later I walked back into the basement where I was keeping the man we had taken, I think his name was Jordan. I didn’t really care what his name was. All I cared about was breaking him so I could go and get what belonged to me. My man had done a real number on him already so I decided to see if he was ready to talk. I walked over to him, he was chained to the wall and looked like he was barely able to hold himself up. His face was covered in blood and he wa

Dylan greeted. "Have you lost your mind, Dylan? Why would I accept regular beastmen in my tribe? They don't belong here in the North," he responded. "They are not just regular beastmen, Aquil," Dylan replied, then extended his hand to me and pulled me near. "Let me introduce myself," I whispered while pulling his arm. He smiled and nodded. "I am Ari, goddess of the sun. Heed my words! Lower your weapons!" I ordered as I transformed into my passive-aggressive form.