Aurora Rose Reynolds Books Novels & Stories

Not something Eclipsa would choose but I'm guessing choices are limited in wherever they are. "I love you guys. Please tell them when you see them. I love you all so fucking much. It hurts." "I'm sure it does. But you'll be fine. Anastasia, you need to finish this. The alpha won't believe you, so you've been gathering proof. It's in the roses. Check the roses. Okay?" I pulled back, and her thumb brushed over my eyes. "You've always been different from us. We're here with you, Ana. You can get to us whenever. I'm not sure how. There's something different about where we are. We're dead, but also trapped somewhere bad. But I know we're with you."

“I have something better than evidence. I have the truth. I’ve seen their pasts, their mistakes, and their lies. I know exactly what happened between Elizabeth and Ronald. I know why he vanished.” Draven looked at her in shock, his surprise palpable. “How did you learn all this?” Aurora leaned in, her voice dropping to a whisper. “I’ve discovered a new power within me. I can see flashes of people’s pasts, their memories, just by touching them. When I touched Elizabeth, I saw everything—her betrayal of Ronald, the child she bore, and how she tried to hide it all. It’s time to make her pay for the pain she caused.”

"Aurora spent three years building a reputation in this pack as the dutiful, beloved healer's apprentice. That reputation needs to change before anyone starts comparing what they lost to what they've gained tonight. People will remember tonight for years. I intend to control what exactly they remember about it." The second advisor, a broader woman named Fenna who had always struck Selene as more useful than her cautious counterpart, leaned forward. "Change it how, exactly?" "Rumors don't need much encouragement once the right seed is planted. A whisper here, a carefully worded doubt there." Selene's mouth curved, cold satisfaction settling in despite the humiliation still burning under her s

Author’s pov For the time being, Aurora has remained in her apartment, avoiding late nights and refraining from inviting anyone over. Usually, after 8 PM, she would lock her door, considering it her personal time to browse the internet or listen to music. However, this particular day was different. She lay on her bed, her hands still cradling her head despite the presence of a pink pillow. Thoughts swirled through her mind, and each powerful thought provoked a response—tightening of her lips, closing of her eyes, and a slow movement of her head.

Knowing she always tried to make her feel guilty even when unnecessary, Aurora heavily relied upon her scenario. She went to the only place she could have a piece of mind that. She ran her hand along the spine of the old books that were covered in dust as she circled the large wooden bookshelves. Her hands stopped moving when her eyes landed on a particular book. One of her favorite books to read but she was in no mood to read any romance book. She continued down the isle of dusty bookshelves and continued to search for a particular book. A book that could ease her curiosity about the large animal she found in the woods. Her eyes glistened when she came across a big black book. She ran her h

I didn't respond, just took the lead and took her towards the romance novels, and before she could ask me to choose one for her, I left her there and went back to the desk. She came back not even five minutes later and laid down three books by Nora Roberts; Savor The Moment, Daring To Dream, and The Next Always. I didn't comment, just scanned them gave her the total, took the money, kept the change like she'd asked and said goodbye. It was only after she left that I could let out a breath of genuine air. I had to get to the bottom of this as soon as possible, I didn't like what was going on and I didn't want it going on for long, or even at all.

“I’m Rose, and he’s my bubba, Reid.” Reid looks up at me once, cautious but curious, before turning back to his sister. There is a sense of protectiveness in him, as he stands near her. She hands him half her cookie, and he takes a small bite before returning it to her without a word. It’s such a simple exchange, but it feels intimate, like the kind of silent understanding that only love can create. “Hello, Rose and Reid,” I say with a smile, shaking both their tiny hands. “I’m Aurora.”

Aurora pov Morning came too soon. I was still tangled in my sheets, my body sore and restless, when I heard soft knocking at my door. "Aurora?" Anna’s voice was muffled through the wood. "You need to wake up. Something's happening in the village." I grudgingly opened my tired eyes. My head was pounding, and my body was sore and restless. I still needed more sleep, but the shaking didn't stop, instead it became more frantic.

“You too, Daddy.” The warmth in her tone was subtle but real and it melted something inside Xavier. For a fleeting moment, the weight of his exhaustion eased, replaced by the fragile comfort of family. — After dropping Elara at school, Aurora filled the hours with errands. She stopped at a bookstore, the quiet aisles stacked with old volumes offering a kind of peace she hadn’t realized she craved. She trailed her fingers along the spines of research books, choosing a few to refresh her memory. Her old collection had been left behind in Los Angeles, another casualty of the life she abandoned. These books would ground her, tether her to something that was her own.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Aurora's first day forgotten! Kai fell in love again then forgot at midnight! She has to do this EVERY DAY! Wake up unknown, introduce herself, make them love her, lose them at midnight, repeat FOREVER! Can she survive this? Can anyone? Is immunity worth daily heartbreak? Or did Aurora choose a worse doom than the Absolute?