Aubrey Griffin Novels & Stories

With that, I scurried off to my bike. ~ I'm Aubrey Cox. My mom's name is Rena Cox and i'm the only child. Well, f**k dad. I don't wanna talk about him. My best friend's name is Isla Gomez. I don't have any particular job, I do many jobs depending on my time. Here are my daily routine.

Aubrey called her so I look at the both of them and saw them smiling sadly. “I do not know if I am in the position to say this…” She trailed before looking at Albert who is just nodding his head as if he allows Tita to spill some story. “Don’t take it in a wrong way but Damian and Aubrey had a relationship before.” What? My eyes are obviously wide in shock now but Aubrey immediately shake her head while looking at me. “Dionne, listen first.” “Aubrey right here was from a foster home. She was being abandoned by her family on the age of six and has been staying there until she was seventeen.” She sadly smiled at Aubrey but the latter is just patting her on the back, smiling a little.

"No matter what you do you won't be able to satisfy his big ego" Abby chuckled, she stood up and held Amelia's shoulders. "Trust me I know that infact I've witnessed it many times and guess what? I'm here to help" "All the members of the Grayson's are all proud and arrogant but you are the only nice one I've met so far" Abby threw her hair resting on her shoulder to her back in a dramatic pose. "What can I say? I'm awesome!" They both let out a hearty laughter. . .

Her beauty was striking. She didn't resemble a high-ranking official at all. She was more like an elegant and noble lady of high society. "Graham." "Aubrey, you're here." As soon as they met, they embraced without hesitation and kissed passionately right in front of the assistant. Within moments, Aubrey's face flushed, her breath becoming uneven. Graham murmured, "Let's deal with the troublesome matters first." Aubrey instantly regained her composure. It was effortless, as if she could switch moods at will. This alone proved she was worthy to be the deputy governor of Verdura.

She said smiling. "I don't know what to say." "Why did you take a knife with you." Am not going to act foolishly and start trusting anyone again. "In case any drunk perverted man tries anything funny with me."I said laughing. "Isn't it inconvenient."she asked. "Sometimes." "I just use a pepper spray ."She said showing me The can. "I might forget how to spray but with the knife its easier." "That's true." "By the way what's your name,Am Christian."She said.

"Bitch better than me! How is she better than me?!" This time Rae had apparently had enough of being insulted. She leaned over the table, closer to me as she stared Stephanie dead in the eyes and I could see that her normal blue-gray eyes were now ice-blue indicating her wolf's presence. "She is the Gamma female, she is the Beta female and my best friends!" She pointed to both Sam and Paulette without breaking eye contact. Then she points to herself. "As for me, well, this bitch, just happens to be the future Luna and Alpha Braxton's mate! I am better than you because I actually care about people and not who I can fuck to gain more power!"

She knocks on the door and it opens a moment later. Bridgette is in her mid-forties. She’s bottle blonde and has had way too much plastic surgery. Her lips are unnaturally plump, and her eyes look pinched from either a facelift gone wrong or a hell of a lot of Botox. Either way, the results are not pleasing to the eye. “It’s about time you got here,” she sneers. She looks me up and down and grimaces. “What’s he doing here?” “Gage is my…” Aubrey doesn’t seem to know how to answer.

It auto-played without my permission, like the universe wanted to hurt me just a little more. Aubrey. She stood in front of a beige backdrop, her outfit perfectly coordinated, every soft curl of her honey-blonde hair arranged like it had been sculpted by a professional. She held Emma’s favorite stuffed bear—the worn bunny Emma took everywhere—as if it were a prop in some heartwarming drama.

She stood up, reaching a hand-over towards Terrence, who took her hand to help him stand. He dusted his hands and back before turning to face Akiro and Heli, who were watching them in confusion and disinterest. Terrence’s ears and neck were red, embarrassed at what had just happened. “Uh, Akiro, this is Aubrey. She’s annoying and loud, but she’s great at her job, so she keeps it.” Aubrey gasped loudly. “Excuse me, I’m not great— I’m freaking excellent!” Akiro chuckled, amused at how different the two were from each other but still becoming close friends. “Hi, Aubrey! I’m Akiro Freniere, Heli—”