Aurora Fan Art Novels & Stories

Ryan laughed out, Nico shot him a deadly glare, he stopped laughing immediately. "I'm sorry about that... So, who is she? Where is she from? did you have a conversation with her? Was she nice to you?" He bombarded him with questions. "Aurora is the daughter of Alpha Ralph of crescent pack. I felt this sensation when she spoke to us for the first time, then we were alone in the garden where we were so close to each other, I didn't even try to push her away like other ladies. She is special" Nico narrated staring at an empty space in front of him.

“Oh my! That’s a long period of time. Who is the friend you are staying with? A woman?” “No, a man” Aurora fell silent for a few seconds. “Is he hot?” She questioned and Aurelia shook her head. Aurora was obsessed with hot, sexy men. She could go crazy over any man who fit into her description of hot. “I….” Aurelia pressed her lips into a thin line. It felt weird for her to admit to someone else that her annoying brother’s friend was damn hot. “Is he ugly?” Aurora questioned. “He is hot, very hot” Aurelia replied.

Toasts were made, to absent mates whose names still lived in hearts, to pups who had shifted for the first time, to the strength that had carried the pack through another brutal year. Aurora sat at the high table between Ethan and Jason. She wore a simple aqua dress that matched her father’s eyes when they glowed; her hair was braided with silver threads the elders had woven in for protection. She smiled at the little ones who came to show her their drawings, but her gaze kept drifting to the high arched windows where rain streaked the glass in silver ribbons. The storm had been building all day, low clouds, electric air. She felt it in her bones: something heavier than weather.

Kiara's face turned menacing as she looked at him, "Where are your manners, Art? Aren't you going to introduce us?" "If you're that curious, then sure, why not?" Artemis smiled a wide grin, "His name is Creed Gryffon. He's a glitch hunter. I've only met him recently and asked him out, that's how he ended up at this party." "And Creed, she is…" "Kiara Decker!" Creed interrupted her before she could say any more, "I don't think there is a need for a hefty introduction. She is already pretty famous. Everyone knows the infamous Gray Athena."

Aurora could not wait to rush to find a high-collared shirt to cover up the ambiguous mark on her neck. At the Yan family house, Aurora changed into a high-collared shirt. As soon as she came out, she saw Alpha Kai at the door and glared at him. It was all Alpha Kai’s fault! If Alpha Kai did not make out with her so intensely, there would not be any marks on her body! “What’s wrong? You look upset,” Alpha Kai teased with a smile. The little girl’s expression looked very cute. It did not look like she was angry at all. Alpha Kai could not help but tease her.

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Which is totally out of his comfort zone but yet he wants nothing more than to lose himself and allow someone else control everything. Little does he know that one night will have the power to change everything! Aurora has a messy past and a scandalous background, Her foster family and most of her friends have turned their back on her, and all these has made her become free spirited. She's traveller and dosen't want to be tied down, in the midst of exploring the world and her limits there's still some anger and fear that exists in her which fuels and drives her. she sets out to find a man with whom she can explore and let out some steam and then she bumps into Aldrich. He seems like an ideal

Aurora stood in the center, wearing a fitted cheongsam and gold-rimmed glasses, her hair neatly pinned back with a simple hairpin. Even from the image alone, she radiated elegance and intellect—the very essence of a scholar. Megan was practically glued to her screen. She had always known how stunning Aurora was, every feature fit perfectly with her own sense of beauty, but seeing that poster made her want to scream. She immediately saved every single version the official account had posted and sent them all to Aurora one by one, followed by a long string of excited emojis and “ahhhhhhh!” messages. Aurora’s phone began to buzz nonstop under the flood of Megan’s texts.

A girl with auburn curls, sunglasses pushed up on her head, a lanyard of student IDs tangled around her wrist. “Kind of,” I admitted. “I’m Chiara De Luca.” She grinned. “If you’re new, you stick with me. Rule one.” Before I could answer, she looped her arm through mine. “What’s your name?” “Aurora.” “Perfect. You look like you actually study. We need that energy around here.” I laughed despite myself. We found her friend sitting on the edge of a fountain sketching. Long dark braid, soft gray eyes, fingers stained with charcoal.

Slowly, the doors opened, revealing Aurora. Aurora stood at the entrance, graceful like a princess from a fairy tale. Her gown was long and sparkling, made of white satin with intricate beadwork that reflected the light. The skirt flowed elegantly, with a train that followed her every step. Her hair was styled neatly in soft waves, adorned with a small crown that shimmered under the lights. In her hands, she held a bouquet of white roses and lilies, simple yet elegant. Her smile was gentle, but her eyes glistened with emotion, reflecting the happiness she felt.