Sir Ares Good Night Novel Free Novels & Stories

His footsteps retreated, the door clicking shut, and I let out a frustrated breath, feeling flushed and yearning. Now alone again, I couldn't hold back any longer. I grabbed the rose toy from under the pillow and turned it on to the low setting. Its gentle hum blended with the sound of the storm outside. As I lay back, I spread my legs, and the silk nightie bunched up at my waist as I pulled my panties aside. The vibe kissed my clit, a gentle suction that sent sparks through me. I moaned softly, picturing Ryan’s hands instead—his rough fingers circling, teasing my entrance as he squeezed my tits, his thumbs brushing my nipples.

Emily The morning sun streams in through my bedroom window, signalling the fateful day has arrived. Today I leave behind my old life for a new future as Luna of Red Creed Pack. More importantly, today marks the first step toward achieving my long-awaited revenge. By this time tomorrow, I'll be far from the grasp of Dorian and Lily. Too far for them to continue hounding my steps. A knock sounds at the door before my mother enters, her smile tinged with melancholy. "Good morning, my darling. Are you all ready for your departure?"

she purred, practically salivating. I clutched the duvet tighter around me, legs locked together like a human chastity belt. I wasn’t going to make it easy—not after everything. Not when I was this vulnerable. Not when I could still feel the ghosts of yesterday clinging to my skin. "I am not going to repeat myself, little Leister," Ares said, his voice suddenly rougher, edged with a dangerous growl. "Unless you want me to rip that duvet off and take you right where you are."

Had I just… been rejected by the mate I had silently devoted myself to for three years? Before I could get up, Ares Grant's voice rang out again. "What? Do you think it's not fair?" He stood on the platform, took out a handkerchief to wipe the hand that had just struck me, and threw it into a brazier. "Throughout this week, I've always smelled a Rogue's scent on you. Arthene said you often go out late at night and sneak around. At first, I didn't believe it, but…" Ares waved a hand. "Bring it up here!"

I always have, even though Aetherion Academy was not supposed to be my future. "Beautiful, aren't they, little star?" I startle for a moment before I turn around. Professor Starling stands behind me, Aries lazily coiled around her shoulders. The moon serpent blinks his golden eyes at me and gives a soft hiss. "Morning, Aries." I say with a soft smile. The serpent lifts his head proudly and Professor Starling smiles. "I see someone remembers his manners this morning." Aries hisses again. "I think frost lynxes are my favorite," I confess.

She instructed her best friend and rushed to the bathroom. "What's this?" Tasha found something on her desk. she picked up the booklet and turned the pages, "A new novel?" she exclaimed. "Wait!" Arielle shouted from the bathroom, she had the habit to write it down instead of typing her stories, she used her gift to write 2-3 chapters of her new novel last night before going to bed. She rushed out with the toothbrush still on her hand. "Give that to me." "Nope. You're writing a new novel? A romance novel at that?" Tasha ran around the room reading the notes.

His cock was pressed to my thigh and I held my breath as I felt a jolt of electricity zap towards my womanhood. "Settle down witch I am not going to fuck you here. I know you want my cock but now is really not a good time." Ares says in a hushed tone keeping his eyes behind the rock where there were now visible voices. I gasp outraged. He dare say such vile words to me? "You egoistic mutt. I do not want your dirty cock near me-" "I can smell your arousal and your heart is pounding." He states bluntly while still managing to keep his eyes trained behind the rock.

she exclaimed. A light fell on her face and she closed her eyes. Ares stood there with a flashlight. He had an amused expression on his face. “I hope you learned your lesson not to run when I call your name,” he grinned. “Just get me out of here!” Saoirse cried. “Oh, I don’t know. I think I’ll just leave you here until morning. Then have your precious boyfriend come pick you up,” Ares said with a cold expression on his face, indicating he was being serious.

I’d found my edge—for now. It was nearly 1845. Time to head back. ______________________________________________________________________ Ares's POV “Are we going to talk about last night?” Jasmine asked. “I... I can’t. Not now,” I said. Coward. “Fine,” she snapped. “I’ll check the restricted section.” I watched her go, feeling like trash. I couldn’t afford distraction. I was Beta. And this—this was bigger than us. I turned back to the stacks. That’s when I saw it: The History of the Moon Goddess.

When the last customer left, we stacked chairs and scrubbed the floors while the moon climbed. By the time we stepped outside, night had draped itself over the city and the full moon glowed like a giant silver eye staring right at me. I grabbed two trash bags, heading for the alley behind the bakery. The scent hit first, stormy pine and iron dominance. Then I saw Ares. I stopped breathing. He emerged from the shadows, every step a threat wrapped in lethal grace. His expression was dark enough to freeze blood. “Ares, what are you doing here?” “You’ve been avoiding me.” His voice was a growl coated in silk. Too smooth. Too dangerous.