Im Sensitive Aubrey Novels & Stories

I have to stop myself from getting acquainted with them otherwise I would end up having some unreciprocated feelings. “You’re exaggerating! It’s only a cute little puppy. I think it was just a sweet gesture.” I insisted. “It was much more than just a sweet gesture, girl. Admit it!” She pressed while running her fingers through her hair. I raised my hands up in surrender. I knew better than start an argument I would lose. “Whatever floats your boat, girl!” She winked at me. “If you’d not notice yet, he is getting impatient. It just sucks when he’s pissed off.” Aubrey stated then grimaced.

She helped me sit down, then went back to staring at the floor. “Can I ask you something?” “Yes, Miss. Of course,” she replied, her eyes never leaving the ground. “Why is your aura so dull?” She went to look up, but then corrected herself. “I’m an Omega, Miss,” was her shy and simple reply. “Is that why you’re so shy and submissive?” “Yes, Miss.” She played with her fingers again, but this time, she was twirling the hem of her apron between them. “My name's Aubrey, but you can call me Brie.”

What is so special about this girl anyways that the two hottest guys in school are fighting over her? All I can see is an ugly nerd that wears big clothes to school. I sure hate her guts! She hurriedly left Liam and Min Seok while I went to double-cross her. "Look whom we have here! The ugly nerd playing with the feelings of the hottest guys in school. Who do you think you are?" I said angrily "I'm not playing with anyone's feelings and as for who I am, I'm Aubrey Connor. Excuse me" she said and started walking away but I pulled her back

She stood up, reaching a hand-over towards Terrence, who took her hand to help him stand. He dusted his hands and back before turning to face Akiro and Heli, who were watching them in confusion and disinterest. Terrence’s ears and neck were red, embarrassed at what had just happened. “Uh, Akiro, this is Aubrey. She’s annoying and loud, but she’s great at her job, so she keeps it.” Aubrey gasped loudly. “Excuse me, I’m not great— I’m freaking excellent!” Akiro chuckled, amused at how different the two were from each other but still becoming close friends. “Hi, Aubrey! I’m Akiro Freniere, Heli—”

Unfortunately, I caught her, and she gave a weak smile, as if to pacify me. Aubrey, slutty Aubrey as almost everyone in high school used to call her, is dressed in a white bodycon dress that stopped at her thighs.The dress has a high neck and thin straps for hands. From the sides of her boobs, to the sides of her stomach, running to her back were all open. Her hair, which is now dyed in burgundy cascaded down her shoulders in big neat curls. “Isn’t that the famous blue moon Josephine?" Latisha gawked at the diamond ring on the fourth finger on my left hand.

"What do you say, Aubrey?" "Thanks, Maxie. It's awesome." Maxie looked like he was biting the inside of his cheek. "Very welcome, Miss Aubrey." At that moment, Aubrey turned toward Raven. The girl froze in place. Her face was pale with freckles sprinkled over her nose and cheeks. Her eyes were a bright aqua blue, shades lighter than Noah's, and she was very thin for her height. When she turned to Noah, Raven's gaze lowered to her neck, where red, twisted scars ran from her ear down until disappearing under the nightgown. Her hand had the same scarring, indicating it covered the whole arm.

I remind her of Sapphire. " You must be tired. When did you get back?" Aubrey asked as she sat down on the longer couch and tapped on it for me to sit beside her. I didn't understand the reason for the sudden kindness but I still appreciated it. It's not like Aubrey has been wicked to me, she's been in the middle - not too unpleasant and not too kind either but after things started getting out of hand, especially when I tried to strange Sapphire, everyone except Theresa started treating me like a monster.

He did that damned thing with his eyebrow again. Trying not to squirm, I quickly continued, "You either want a fuck buddy, a relationship, a submissive, or someone to tether you up and spank you red to feed some sick proclivity of yours." Unamused, he just stared back at me with guarded eyes. My instinct told me he was schooling his irritation. His serious stare intimidated me to my very core, and I was finding it hard to breathe. I wasn’t someone who feared easily, possessing an intrepid, unyielding personality that, at times, could be considered foolhardy, if I was being honest with myself.

Even the movie seems to fade into background noise, meaningless sound that can't compete with the weight of this conversation. All five of them watching me, all taking time for careful consideration of how to respond, and it only makes my irritation spike higher. I'm not fragile. I'm not going to shatter if they tell me difficult truths. I've already had my entire understanding of reality fundamentally altered, learning one more impossible thing isn't going to break me. Ezra shifts behind me, and when he speaks his voice is gentle in a way that catches my attention. Ezra is many things, intense, possessive, protective, dominant, but gentle is not usually his default setting. When he chooses