Aubrey Callaghan Novels & Stories

I raised an eyebrow, asked her, and shook my head in question. “I am curious about who keeps spreading such rumors.” I said, crossing my arms over my chest. “One would think that someone is in the house spying on me.” “Come on, Valerie, you have been married for nearly three years now, and you have not been pregnant once. You need to give the alpha child and you are his Luna. It is not like you are a mistress or you are one of those concubines that he would be ashamed of. The child that you give birth to is going to be his heir. You need to give him a child and he needs an heir as well. You know that very well.” Caroline said, looking at me.

Following Callum . **** Tabby

People at work could see a shift in me; the ones closest asked questions while others glazed over it. After work on Monday instead of driving home, I found myself knocking on Abigail's door. She knew immediately without me saying a word. She wrapped me in her arms. I burst out crying, not being able to contain emotion. I explained everything to her, and she was furious. From the beginning she had always been on team Brax and had routed for us, even she could not believe what he had done. Brax was trying to call me again while I was with her. She took me outside and took the phone out of my hand and put it on the speaker phone. “Leah, please I need to explain.”

I scanned Aubrey from head to toe, she possesses the same masculine demeanour like other NOVERA country's females. Something unique was her deep blue eyes and fair complexion. She wasn't tan like Bella or other maids working in the mansion. She walks to me and extends hand to shake. " Hello Eva, I'm Aubrey Rosewood. Hope we both get along." " H-Hi... Yes.." I shaked hands after snapping out of my thoughts. She pressed my hand with her thick fingers making me shriek a little. " Okay now , come with me Aubrey. You need to get yourself something to wear."

Do they really have to make a scene and cause an uproar in other people’s lives? As the chaos unfolded, I caught a glimpse of a familiar face in the crowd. It was Aubrey Chen, standing at the other side of the road beside a car. She wore a cap, a scarf, and sunglasses, and when she removed them, her eyes locked on mine. The paparazzi have yet to see her from the other side since they are busy ambushing us. Aubrey Chen had returned, and her presence sent a shockwave through me. What was she doing here? And what did it mean for Alex and me? Why did she have to be here when the fire surrounding our marriage was still burning? What does she want?

None of it surprised her anymore. She almost teared up when she read her dad’s message. ‘Remember your name. Stand tall.’ She squared her shoulders and repeated what he had taught her from the moment they had realised she was not one of them. She was Ava Morgan, daughter of Alpha Roland Morgan, and she didn’t take shit from anybody. If only that were true. Her shoulders sagged again as her mind tried to pull her back to the torturous years she had endured living among the wolves. Even the Alpha and his four sons had failed to keep her safe from that.

Aubrey said and walked away. Soon, Aubrey walked into the sitting room after changing her clothes; she was putting on a black skirt and a blue shirt. She could see Davies gazing at the television and smiling. “Are you okay?” Aubrey said. Davies smiled and said, “Yes, mum. Welcome once again. How was the program?” “It was power-packed, hectic, demanding; just name it,” Aubrey said as she gazed at the television screen. “ I am so sorry, mum. You need to eat something,” Davies said.

She wants me to mingle and make friends and fall in love. Aubrey Crawford, senior creative writer of a creative firm and designs. I must admit, my background is impressive, after the accident I made sure that I will be successful in fulfilling the promise I have to mom. I look like her, with black long hair, a small face, and nice lips. I'm aware that I don't need to flaunt what I have to get attention from anybody. I value my personal space. Looking at my identification card, I realized that staying in this company for far too long has been the reason for my existence.

CALLUM Jayden, the only guy in our group who isn't afraid to speak his mind even when being stared at by three females. He is blonde like me and he has deep blue eyes, more deeper than mine that tends to change colors everytime. Sometimes I think his eyes are purple. He is a 6 feet 2 and very athletic, if you know what I mean. He isn't on the football or basket ball team in the school because he doesn't like them. But he goes to the gym a lot and he spends his time in a boxing arena during weekends. He wrestles sometimes too. He lives with his mum and his elder sister. His dad, let's just say some where in the world like my dad neglecting his duties. He changes phones too much just like tash

Her touch was cold, colder than death itself, yet so oddly comforting. “You’re so close now, Giovanni,” she whispered, leaning into me, her breath cool against my neck. “Everything you’ve worked for, everything you’ve suffered for, it’s finally within reach. The young boy's body really did help me. It is a shame that he had lost himself. It is a shame that he fell for my voice. But he came to my benefit. Caleb was his name, wasn't it?”