Dear Aaron Novels & Stories

Aaron went right up to her. He wasn’t waiting for anything or anyone, not this time. He took her into his arms and pulled her close like a man being shipped off to war the next day. He wasn’t sure, but he thought that he’d seen it earlier. The tell-tale signs that Aria was afraid. Aaron was fluent in being able to see it, no matter how well she was masking it. All of this must be killing her. Only two weeks ago, she’d been promised these moments with someone else.

She no longer had any choice. “Hello-” “I thought you were gonna keep on ignoring me, Kiara.” Aaron’s cool voice, deep with a chortle, sounded through the speakers. “Is this how you treat your friends? You didn’t even call to check on me after the wedding.” “Mr. Anderson, how may I help you?” “Still maintaining boundaries, huh?” He laughed. “I’m offering you an opportunity others will die for, to be very good friends, why do you hesitate?”

Hello? "Hello, Mr. Aaron. Are you free now?" Asked Kade. "No, sorry," Aaron replied softly. Actually, he was lying on the bed facing the ceiling. Kaisen's face went dull real quickly. He mouthed, "Tell him you want to meet him." His yearning floods over through his words. "I'm sorry, Mr. Aaron. May I meet you once if you get free?" Aaron sat up, hesitating for a while before agreeing, "Okay." Let's meet during dinner."

he smiles She blush at his word's. Then Aaron comes to downstairs, when he looks at everyone together he feels nervous. "Have you came? we are all waiting for you only if you still don't come, I will die of hunger" Paul taunts "Paul, shutup" mother shut his mother "Hehe sorry for late" "It's okay come, mom he is aaron and Aaron she is one and Only my lovely mother" "Hello aunty" he greets "Hello dear"

“Aaron is just as mopey as always. Maybe a little bit more.” I raised my eyebrows. “Aaron isn’t mopey. He’s probably one of the funniest, happiest wolves I know.” Jason started laughing. “Aaron? As in future alpha of Blue Moon, Aaron?” “Um, yeah…. Your best friend, Aaron…” “Nope. Definitely not the same person you are talking about. My Aaron hasn’t laughed or smiled much since his mom and Allison passed.” “He told me about that. What a crazy story.”

"Good evening, little cuties, you're doing your homework, how lovely—" My finger slipped, sending the incomplete message. Aaron's piercing stare fixed on me again. "You watch, but why are you typing?" Aaron warned. "Don't do anything superfluous." I stayed silent. The moment Aaron looked away, I resumed typing. "My friend really loves watching your streams, but he's very ill now and won't eat or get treatment. If you see this, could you please try to persuade him? My friend is watching this livestream too." I took a deep breath and sent it. Aaron looked up again, giving me a death glare.

Aaron smiled as he remembered how soft and vulnerable he felt the moment Cercei slumped right in his presence, his brain couldn’t process anything tangible at that moment much more than Cercei being fine. “I guess it’s just extreme likeness or there about, she is a cool lady, I like her aura.” Aaron muttered to himself as he smiled and walked slowly down the stairs. Aaron unlocked the door leading to the stairs and got outside his apartment. “Good morning sir, why didn’t you use the lift?” One of Aaron’s body guards asked. “I just decided to stretch a bit today,no big deal.” Aaron slimed as he replied. “Do I need to accompany you today sir?” He asked as he walked solely behind Aaron who was

He was prescribing some medications to a patient, but now that he had turned, Kira’s body stiffened, and her eyes remained glued to the beauty she had not seen in 6 years. Even though they all shared the same striking features, she could always tell their difference. And this man in a crisp white doctor’s coat was none other than Alex Thorne of the Blackwood brothers. The one whose soft smile always left her giggling while she replayed the thoughts of what his lips would feel like against hers.

Damon pulled her skirt and made a gesture of "sorry." "Ah, no need to say sorry, I love you very much when you have fun." She winked while making him smile. Aaron and Samantha go downstairs while holding each other's hands. "The flight is ready," Peter said Aaron sounds, "Hmm." Aaron is going to Australia on his private flight, so now the flight is standing in his garden, everyone walks to the garden to send off Aaron. "Hello, headmaster, take care of my home." Funnily, Aaron said to Martin.

Her face is particularly smooth, blooming in white color with swollen and pinkish cheeks. She was the famous Hilary Clinton, much prettier in real life than in the photos; Aaron's eyes stopped on her chest, he could see her big breasts so she wasn't wearing a bra. “Dad, did you call me?” Not even a hello to the unknown. “My daughter, this is Aaron, your new Driver.” Aaron got up and stood in front of her. “I'm here to serve you, Miss.” He said. “Go to hell.” She told him before going out.