Shiny Aron Novels & Stories

"Ah okay. You're doing the right thing." We were still conversing. I discovered that his parents are no longer alive. He is also alone in life because he is unsure whether he still has relatives. Jason, his best friend, is the only person he has in his house. He regards him as his brother. "You know what, you're right. It is perfectly fine to be alone in life. It is more peaceful, and there's no trouble." I agreed by nodding. I clung to my senses. I only had five shots of alcohol, but I'm dizzy right now. I guess my alcohol tolerance isn't all that great. I take a look at Zuex. Because of the alcohol, his face has turned bright red.

And the memory immediately struck me—he was the same guy from the Light Festival, the one I had thought seemed suspicious. “You again?” He gave a bright smile, completely unfazed. “The name is Aron, miss. And I work here. So you’re bound to cross paths with me. Though I can’t help but wonder if your being here is coincidence or something else.” His tone was light, but his eyes weren’t. He was clearly hinting at my coming out of Roth’s room. I swallowed, forcing my nerves down. “I came wishing to speak to Roth. Not that I owe you any explanation.”

they greeted her when she came closer, “I will take you to your seat,” another added. “Is Malcolm here yet?” Aurora fidgeted a little. This was the first time she was attending something like this and she wished he was here with her. “The boss will be here soon” one of them answered again and led the two of them through the VIP door. All eyes fell on her as she entered, she was the most beautiful person in that room. Some men were already drooling, an angel was amongst them. “Don’t be nervous sis, I am here” Ryan whispered to her and slowly grabbed her hand which made her smile at him, he was a bit possessive about her just like Malcolm.

I shake my head, leaning into Adrian, who pulls me fully into his arms, while keeping eye contact with Aron. “No, she is telling the truth. The Moon Goddess has blessed me with the most perfect mate in the world, and I thank her every day.” Adrian says, smiling a crooked smile. Aron snorts. “She belongs to the Shadow pack, boy. I am Alpha Aron Thorne, and I order you to let my pack member go.” Adrian shakes his head, tightening his hold on me.

Standing in my place, I look at the disaster unfold when he halfway shifts and starts to thrash around, throwing Alora's body to the ground when Carl steps in between and Aron scratches him down his face with his claws before Aron gets tackled by Dane. Everything goes so fast in front of my eyes. Aron hits the wall and starts to thrash in front of us. Breaking and throwing everything he can get his hands on in pure rage, clearly fighting whatever it was Alora gave him in the syringe. He is strong, and it takes quite some time before his body slowly starts to cave in.

Like they can’t wear PJs if they aren’t made of silk. The bun he’s packed his hair up into is loose, so the darkened tips of his brown hair fall like wisps around his face, framing it perfectly. Yeah, very pretty. Who the hell looks this good so early in the morning?. The Aronohai genes are a product of witchcraft. Witchcraft I tell you. If any of his dickriding fans were to see him now, they’d probably just die. You would literally be able to feel the intensity of the thirst comments from these people. It would be scary as hell.

Why couldn’t her heart be as tough as her stubbornness? — Elsewhere in the city, Aron stood at the border, still recovering after being grazed by one of Al Abott’s bullets. “So he plans to kill his next superior now?” Aron muttered bitterly. “Once I take that position from Dad, that bastard’s the first one I’m kicking out.” He had reached a cliff edge. When he turned back, finding no other way to go, a strong metallic scent caught his attention. Blood—carried by the wind. Aron covered his nose and turned around.

Archer has hardly said a word on the trip so far, he's been on his phone taking multiple calls and I can only imagine how demanding his position was as an alpha. I admired his strength and his concern towards his pack members and I could already see why he was overprotective about anything related to them. Even me his mate!! It wasn't his fault I was from an enemy pack and I didn't want to keep judging him too, I trust the moon goddess to handle everything! As I continued to hum quietly, time passed and soon enough I lost myself to the melody of the song as I dozed off. I woke up when the bright light from the city entered my eyes and sure enough, we were inside the deepest part of the city.

Auria said with all the seriousness in her voice. “Why not file a case to the police?” Jack replied, taking the paper from Azrick’s hold and reading it once more. Auria shook her head and said, “no, I want things done efficiently and with as little involvement as possible. And through research and asking around, I figured that you two are the one fit for the job.” Auria opened her mouth to say more things but redacted, instead, holding a hand towards Azrick and Jack as she introduced herself. “I am sorry, I forgot to formally introduce myself. My name is Auria Martinez, an actress and singer of the Odyssey Production. I am a popular actress and singer and often perform at theatres and things

"What did you just say?" "She's perfect," I continued, my voice taking on that distant quality that came from being lost in memories. "Did you see how she moved? Like she was dancing instead of fighting. And her hair—it's like spun gold, Ricky. I've never seen anything so beautiful." "Orion," Shawn said slowly, stopping his pacing to stare at me. "Yes, she's your mate, and the mating bond is strong. But the way you're acting makes it look like you're intoxicated with something."