Aspen Hunter Real Name Novels & Stories

"How did you guys end up talking about this? What exactly did you tell her?" Grayson told Noah everything about what happened and her conversation with the mysterious person. Noah said in a low voice, "Who is this person? How does he know so much? Belle's real name is Bethany. It's the name her mother gave her, and the Aspen family are the only ones who know it. What else did he say?" "So far, all I know is that he's not an Aspen. I don't know who he is, how old he is, or even if he's really a man."

he says with a smile, making my heart melt. "Morning," I say with a slight blush. "How about you tell me a little about you?" he says, I agree, why doesn't he tell me a little about him. "I'm Ashlynn, I'm twenty-five, I'm a wolf but you know that already, your turn," I say wanting to know a little bit more about him. "I'm Aspen, I'm thirty-one, and yes I know you are a wolf, but I don't know anything else about you, are you a rogue? Where did you come from? How did Eli find you?" he asks, rogue? Like Eli, but I'm not.

"I looked it up online. The original post accusing my mom of being a homewrecker in Aspen Hunt's marriage to Rosanna Moon was on April 13th, 25 years ago. What I'm showing now is a series of reports filed from May, 26 years ago, up to February the following year. "My mother went to the police four times in total. In one of those cases, Aspen was called in to mediate. The report of that instance indicates that Ms. Kristen Woods reported that Mr. Aspen Hunt had persistently stalked and harassed her, both in her personal life and at work. "It also states that they were not acquaintances and had no personal relationship. Alongside the mediation record was also a signed statement from Aspen stati

Ashley wasn't book smart. It was only normal if she had a student tutor. So, I didn't think much about it then. But now, I'm starting to have this nauseating feeling that it's him. I told Hunter about it because I thought he might know this Jade. He didn't remember. Not surprised though. Hunter barely keeps up with names. But he said he'll look into it. My phone dings with a text. I pulled it out. It's from him. Hunter: You were right. His name is Jade Wilson. We went to the same college and they were dating. Still dating.

“I am not lying. I do not know who Alpha Logan Storm is!” “What is your name? And who is your father?” I asked, concentrating on her while waiting for her emotions to betray her. “Azar…Azalea Hunter. My father is the Alpha of this pack and as you can see, his ashes, together with my mum right there,” “You hesitated! She is lying!” Asael blurted, pointing his fingers at her as anger flooded his veins. “I'm not. I just lost everything. I'm not in the right frame of mind. Please, believe me.” She broke down feebly.

"I'm sorry, I was just remembering the things we talked about." He creased one brow. "And? You remembered? Tell me. I need to know it." I creased back. It's important to tell him what Wren had said. But was it important to say if he's just Wren? "Actually, he ruined Aspen to me. He told negative things. He tried to imply that Aspen's just faking himself whenever he's around people to look like a nice person. He described his younger brother, opposite to who Aspen is."

"Hello, my fellow people. I don’t know why this meeting was called, but I do know one thing—you are all here to witness something that will change the course of our history. A turning point for the hunters." I let my gaze sweep across the room, catching every reaction—curiosity, uncertainty, and in some, barely hidden annoyance. Good. Let them feel whatever they want. "Some of you already know me, but most of you don’t. Not really." I let the words settle, making sure they have everyone's full attention before I continue. "My name is Anastasia Hunter. Daughter of Dave Hunter. Granddaughter of Melor Hunter. And I am here because I belong here." I point my finger at the floor beneath me, makin

Hunter told Hannah to burn it. I felt comfortable with Marcelle and Joffrey. They were devoted to each other, stealing loving glances and smiling frequently. Joffrey, a tall, dark, handsome man and Marcelle, petite and blonde they complemented each other. Joffrey and Hunter were childhood friends, Hunter told me. Joffrey was one of the people he trusted with his life. Hunter held me close to him in the car. Joffrey drove while Hunter and I sat in the back like two teenagers in love, holding hands.

I took a deep breath and smoke billowed around me as I exhaled. I’d been living in this Goddess-forsaken world for thirteen years. I was young and far from naive. We’ve been here in the Clear Mountains pack since we were found. That was three years ago and I hadn’t changed much since. I did my best to stay away from others. I tried not to make friends but Devin liked me, and he was hard to shake. I didn’t care about the opinions of others. I had my sister and that was enough, that’s all I needed. My goal was to live a quiet life, make it to adulthood, and protect my other half, my good half. The story was that I was the Alpha’s bastard son from the next pack over and that was what kept us sa

"The last time we spoke about the TSI and you said Something about the leader being a hunter although it took me some time and almist cost me my life as I was almost caught way too many times but now it is confirmed" "How sis you find out?" "Long story short I saw her meeting up with some sort of man In secret and she looks way too young to be a leader she is the daughter to a very mysterious yet powerful hunter he pulls the strings frim behind the curtain and out his daughter in charge" "Dis you get to ses his face?" "No I didn't but all I could dig up in him was that he's full of vengeance hate and dirt bit he's wealthy and totally powerful" "Thank for your help and I'll be sure to relay t