Beyond: Two Souls Aiden Novels & Stories

His fathers voice came from the other side. “Oh, shit, it's Father," he whispered, quickly straightened up. "Father... I... I thought it was Max," Hestumbled over my words, and his father chuckled. "Anyway, we've located Aiden. Send Max and a few men to retrieve him." "Yes, Father," He replied before hanging up and immediately dialling Max's number. Aiden belongs to the werewolf pack. He serves as Liam's beta and was the one responsible for stealing their drugs.

“We have a lot to work through, Aiden. But I’m here to help you, and I’ll do everything I can to support you.” Aiden’s eyes softened, and he nodded. “I know. I trust you, Claire.” As they began their session, Claire felt a sense of clarity. The path ahead would be difficult, but she was committed to helping Aiden find redemption. With honesty, trust, and professional guidance, they would navigate the complexities of his past and build a future grounded in healing and hope.

Michael shook his head and his eyes darted to Siya, who was now being helped down into the grass by Aiden. “I didn’t get to introduce myself to you, sir, but I’m Aiden Anders, you might know me as one of your cadets. I’m also Nessa’s mate and one of your biggest admirers, sir. Your physical talent and fast-thinking mind are something to behold in the sparring ring.” Aiden spoke softly to Siya like he was a doll that might break at any moment. Siya only nodded back at the starstruck boy. Eyes were vacant and hollow. No sign of the usual swagger or enduring cockiness. Whatever happened with them had freaked him out as well.

Bell greeted her. “Lu— I mean Ms. Brookes,” Sophia addressed me. I offered her a smile, extending my hand. “Please, call me Aderyn or Adie,” I said. Sophia hesitated briefly before nodding. “Alright, Aderyn.” She gently picked up Ryan, who looked up at her with a faint smile. “Ryan, let’s go back to our room,” Sophia said. “Okay, Mom,” Ryan replied softly. As Sophia carried Ryan out of the room, I felt a pang of sadness for them both. I bid them farewell, watching them leave with a heavy heart.

I’m an idiot... Aiden’s an idiot... I’m walking myself right back into this impossible idea of destined soulmates… my God I’m a bad romance trope… he didn’t trust me… I didn’t trust him… he thought I was leaving him… I was leaving him, because he didn’t trust me… but he was right not to trust me… I brought the ghosts… I killed all of them… the ghosts followed my orders… They’re not people, they’re monsters… Aiden thinks he’s a monster… He’s not the monster…

“I am trying to make sure our son grows up in a world where no one has to fear the Nightshades. Or the St. Clairs. Or being born on the wrong side of a name.” Julian’s voice cracked. “Then stop helping the one man trying to burn it all down.” She didn’t respond. And he didn’t push further. He simply looked at her — and then at the door — before walking out into the morning haze, leaving her alone with her reflection in the dark window once again. **** Pov: Aiden. That same night, on the outskirts of Raven’s Peak… Aiden crouched beside a tree, flanked by two of his most lethal scouts — Kera and Malric.

he mumbled under his breath, “I’m coming for you.” Aiden fell through a tornado of light and dark, the world spinning around him. When he finally hit solid ground, he sighed, his head hurting. He looked up to find himself in a vast, space. The ground was smooth and black, mirroring the starless void above. A single person stood in the distance, their back turned to him. “Who’s there?” Aiden called, his voice booming. The figure turned slowly, and Aiden’s blood ran cold. It was him—another version of himself, but darker, colder. This version smiled, and the sight sent a chill down Aiden’s spine.

3 lifted himself up and exited the glass capsule and faced me. "Wow!" I uttered in disbelief. Now, Aiden 2.3 was standing before me while looking at my eyes lifelessly. "Hey, my name is Aiden 2.3, the only grandson of Alberto Gomez of Gomez Robotics." I am more than amazed when I heard him say those words. He really looks exactly like the real Aiden but with no emotions. I tried to touch his right cheek and to my surprise, I suddenly felt ashamed of my own skin because his skin is as soft as a cotton. He must be using expensive skin care.

“I only came to check on the Alpha King. See if he’s feeling better.” “Jasper’s friend? Never heard of you.” Brayden waved a dismissive hand. “You can’t just wander in. Leave.” Amelia’s cheeks flushed red. For once, she looked small. She backed out without another word. I couldn’t help the satisfaction curling in my chest. Brayden turned back to me, looking guilty. “I’m sorry, Savior. He’s stubborn, but… please, stay longer. My cousin’s been gone for weeks searching for a healer. I don’t think the Alpha King has much time.”

The promise I made to Romie means that we both have to come back. Waylon snaps his fingers."I've got an idea. I can give Aiden a potion that would help Remi. Your souls are intertwined like pieces of braided thread. If I cook up a potion to boost Aiden's soul's strength as well as keep you awake. It should also strengthen and help Remi. Am I right Gabe?" A battle of wills goes down in the form of a staring contest between Waylon and Gabe.