Designated Survivor Aaron Novels & Stories

“Look at me. Broken. Useless. A woman who once ran an empire, now reduced to this....trapped in a body that won’t even let me walk away from my nightmares. My family is gone, my womb is gone, my future is gone. And Derick… he did this to me. He stole everything.“ I turned my head slightly, and that was when I saw him. A tall, powerfully built man sat beside the bed, his dark eyes watching me with intense focus. He was strikingly handsome...sharp chiseled jawline, broad shoulders that spoke of strength and authority, short black hair slightly tousled. There was something so commanding about his presence, yet his expression held a surprising gentleness. He looked vaguely familiar, like a ghost

I tried to speak to him, but it was too late—Aaron was dead. I couldn’t stop the tears that streamed freely down my cheeks. The pain I felt tightened my chest, making it difficult to breathe. “At least he redeemed himself. He deserved a second chance,” I said softly to myself, more like a whisper. I tried to call Leonard again, but his number was still out of reach. I didn’t know much about Aaron’s family. I went back to the office, opened my PC, and tried to get information about him. It turned out that Aaron was an orphan and had been trying all sorts of means to survive. His uncle had just been using him for personal growth.

“I was trying to be careful to break the news in a way that wouldn’t be so painful to you, sir.” “Am I a lady that would start crying, or what do you take me for? Do you even know who I am?” Aaron said, raising his voice at the doctor. “Relax. She was the only survivor of the ghastly accident. The driver is dead, and the other passenger is dead. For now, Hannah’s heart is still beating, and her pulse rate is still high. But I doubt if she would make it out of a comma." The doctor said this to Aaron.

Hailey immediately snaps back. “That was a long time ago.” Aaron shrugs. “Time’s funny where I’ve been.” The other Hailey steps forward again. “You shouldn’t exist.” Aaron sighs. “You keep saying that.” Then his gaze lifts toward the sky where those distant watchers linger. “They didn’t erase me.” “They saved me.” Elias blinks. “…That sounds worse.” Aaron’s smile sharpens again. “They needed someone who understood her.” He nods toward Hailey. “And someone who understood the anchors.”

"Your side of what? What happened to Aaron? Why the hell are you here?!" He told me everything, the words falling from his lips in rapid succession as he leaned his back against the door, closing his eyes. Aaron had been left on an island In the Isles of Denali while Troy had come to Valoria in his place. He told me how he had no intentions of even touching Maeve, that his mission had been strictly to break Romero out of the tower.

“Aaron, man… this is insane. This is your son.” For a moment, something flickered in Aaron’s eyes—something almost human. Almost conflicted. But it vanished as quickly as it appeared. “This is survival,” he said, his voice like steel. “If I go down, everything I’ve built, everything I own—it’s gone. I’m not going to let that happen. And if using Josh is what it takes, then so be it.” Tony and Greg exchanged an uneasy glance. They had done a lot of things for Aaron—things they weren’t proud of—but this… this was different.

“An abandoned estate in the eastern district. Heavily guarded. Discreet. It used to belong to one of the old nobles before the border wars.” “Amora?” I asked, already feeling my wolf stir again. Aaron nodded. “And Casian.” I nodded grimly, slipping the paper into my pocket. Then Aaron hesitated. “Alaric…” I turned halfway. “Please…” he said softly. “Don’t kill her.” I looked him in the eye. “She tried to kill Kael.” “She’s my sister.” “He’s my mate.” The silence between us pressed like a blade. Aaron swallowed hard, shoulders slumped.

Janiyah said at length. Javier was silent because of what Janiyah said, he slowly realized that there was something right in what Janiyah said. Javier sighed and held both of Janiyah's hands. Also because of Javier's serious and worried looks, Janiyah is nervous. She feels that something is wrong and she will not accept it. "Yes, we already know who he is..." Javier said calmly. "Then who is the person? Tell me," she asked. "It's Aaron...he is the one who killed Lawrence and he is also responsible for all the tragedies that are happening to you..."

"You are my heir, Allen. I’ll give you one more chance to set things right. Clean up this mess as soon as possible, and then kill Skylar Reynolds.” Aaron was shocked. “What?! Why do I have to—?” "But if you fail to kill that piece of trash, then say goodbye to your beloved little brother. It’s your decision, Allen.” After saying that, Aaron left immediately, leaving Allen speechless with his knees buckling. *

I snapped. He raised his head slightly, looking at me with hollow eyes. My chest tightened. Aaron and Rhoda had gone through the same kind of loneliness I had—but worse. Their parents were stolen from them. Aaron was just a child. How did he survive it all? How did he protect his baby sister? “You love him, don’t you?” he asked. I stayed silent, refusing to give him an answer. He let out a broken chuckle. “I hope he comes for you. I can’t do much anymore,” he muttered.