Aubrey Callaghan Novels & Stories

A blur of movement tears through the room. A girl about my age comes flying around the corner at a full sprint. She’s tall and long-limbed, built entirely for movement, all sharp elbows and endless legs. A riot of copper-red curls bounces around her shoulders, freckles dusting every inch of visible skin from her cheeks to her arms. Overwhelming every other feature are her eyes, which are so pale grey they almost look white in the sunlight. She skids to a stop directly in front of me, breathing hard and grinning like a complete lunatic, then shoves a mobile phone into my hands before I can even open my mouth.

Aubrey and I had been roommates junior year, back when life was simpler, and the biggest drama was which party to attend on Saturday night. "What about you? Vogue cover shoots? That's pretty incredible." "Editorial spread, not cover. Yet." She grinned. "But I'm working on it. The modeling thing is finally taking off after years of cattle calls and rejection." "I'm so happy for you." Aubrey smiled, and her expression shifted, becoming more serious. "I saw online that you got married. To Alexander Carter." She paused. "And I wasn't invited." Guilt twisted in my stomach. "Aubrey, I—"

my mother questioned, hopeful. I swear I saw some color return to her face at the news. “Yes. I found her. She’s at that camp,” I nodded. “Tell me about her,” my mother pleaded. “She’s newly shifted. She was an orphan, so she grew up without a pack or even aware of her werewolf heritage raised by humans. Her name is Aurelia, and she’s gorgeous with long fiery red hair, deep emerald green eyes, and of course, she’s tall. She’s brilliant, and she’s even skipped grades. She has a temper, but she’s also very compassionate,” I said, trying to give her as much detail as I could.

"You're very beautiful." Aubrey walked over to me and put her hands on the waistband of my shorts. "Join me. I've wanted to fuck you since I met you." Aubrey was almost as tall as I was. She had light blonde hair; slim, modest breasts; long and fat nipples; a shaved vulva with a small, Ankh tattoo just at the top of her slit; long legs; hooded blue eyes; and lush lips. She was the most delicious woman I had ever seen, and I gently pushed her away.

"I just hope she's slowly forgiving herself." SHARE YOUR THOUGHTS Well...there is the whole backstory of Aubrey. My own heart breaks for her. Giving a kidn

What is so special about this girl anyways that the two hottest guys in school are fighting over her? All I can see is an ugly nerd that wears big clothes to school. I sure hate her guts! She hurriedly left Liam and Min Seok while I went to double-cross her. "Look whom we have here! The ugly nerd playing with the feelings of the hottest guys in school. Who do you think you are?" I said angrily "I'm not playing with anyone's feelings and as for who I am, I'm Aubrey Connor. Excuse me" she said and started walking away but I pulled her back

“You're my son Avery, I love you but I can't let your people come shoot up Isla palace so that you can take Whitney and run off to only Goddess knows where. She's getting married,” “She's Not going to marry Nikolai, he took off and kidnapped Aurora. Dwayne is selling her as we speak to two Russian men. Goddess dad, do you have no sense when it comes to Dwayne?” “Sierra what are you doing here?” Archer seethes. That's when Avery's eyes met mine and he shoots off the car and strides towards me. Archer stood in front of me and I side stepped him grabbing Avery's hand. “What Dwayne does with his daughter is not our business she has to go back Avery,”

she calls out, her voice carrying across the room and drawing the attention of nearby guests. “Mom, please don’t embarrass me,” Aubrey groans. I immediately spot a man approaching, billionairess Victor Raven. I’ve seen him countless times on TV and on newspapers. He approaches with an unreadable expression. “Hello, Dad,” Aubrey greets him with a curt nod. “Aubrey,” he replies coolly, his tone just as formal. "Meet my supermodel boyfriend, Abel Blackwood," Aubrey says with a proud a smile. What the hell? no I'm not. Why did she show up with me instead of Jonathan? Isn't he her rich boyfriend?

Gage “Do we have to go out?” Aubrey asks again, a slight whine in her voice. I spank her ass in warning. “I already told you, yes. I’m taking you out on a proper date.” “But I’d rather stay here…” Her eyes flick toward the bedroom and I know exactly what my horny girl wants. We spent the afternoon cuddled on the couch watching reruns of Highway Thru Hell. I was shocked when Aubrey picked the show; I figured she’d want to watch some kind of trashy reality TV show or sitcom. She shyly admitted she’s a reality TV junky, but that she prefers things like Hoarders and Ice Road Truckers.

“ Aubrey –“ “- no, it’s fine. Call me jealous for wanting the man I've always cared about to a girl who looks like she’s probably slept with half of Redwolf before she got here. She’s a whore, you know this, yet you still want her.” The way Aubrey displayed so much hatred for Kayla was crazy and surprising to me. She doesn’t even know Kayla yet she hates her. This is even different from April who had a reason why she hated Kayla. Aubrey just hates the girl out of jealousy! That’s way worse. “ Aubrey,” I said in a tone that would sound calm to anyone who listened even though I was boiling in anger. “ What?” “ You want me to stop speaking to you right?”