Sir Ares Good Night Novel Novels & Stories

(Ares POV) I entered in the pack and the guards greeted me with warm smiles. I didn’t inform anyone about my arrival because I wanted to give them a surprise. I wanted to see the waves of happiness on their faces, especially my mother’s and brother’s smiles. I happily walked towards the packhouse. I was not a bad-looking person at all. I was 5’9 with blonde hair and baby-blue eyes. Although, I have a well-built body but on the leaner side. I have a narrow waist and a fair complexion. My brother Rowan was a bit different than me as he was quite a looker. He has 6’3 height with light blue eyes but a tan complexion. His hair was dirty brown just like my father's. He was the favorite son of my f

Now she thinks this man could read her mind and soul too. Then again, she reminded herself of how handsome Gideon Vesarius is. He’s truly blessed—above anyone! Few minutes had passed, and Gideon drove into a hotel driveway. They’re not even inside yet but she could already see the huge name of the hotel. Almeradez Hotel is the name written at the top of the building. It’s extremely high! The valet immediately rushed to open their door when Gideon took a stop in front of the hotel’s entrance. The man asked Gideon for the car keys and presented himself to park the car for him.

She felt tears gather in her eyes. “That's it….” She whispered. “It's me.” His claws dug into the earth beside her. “I'm Aeryl.” His breathing became ragged. “And.... and you're Aramisius Knighte, the Lord of Theartera and the Outboards.” The beast's eyes flickered. Silver. Red. Silver again. Aeryl's heart jumped. “Yes.” She smiled through her tears. “There you are.” But then the moonlight shifted across his face. His expression changed. His nostrils flared. And his gaze fell once more to the blood at her throat.

Azrick continued brewing his coffee. Meanwhile, Auria was comfortably slipping into slumber. She only ever felt safe and sound in the presence of the famous detective and his assistant, and when she was in their office. She feels that no one can harm her inside those four walls. She heard Jack offering her some refreshments and snacks, but she was too tired to even reply or to look at the young apprentice. Maybe she got tired from all that crying, that she wanted to sleep at the moment. The last thing she heard was, “Let her sleep. Must be tired.”

It felt good. “I want you. But we should give it more time.” Orlando was breathing harder. “Okay.” Disappointment clouded me, but his words made sense. I didn’t want to be alone tonight. “Can you hold me?” “Sure.” He cleared his throat before lying beside me. I turned over, pressing my back to him. He held me like he did when we slept in our tent. “Good night, Orlando.” “Good night, Arianna.”

Ares was still holding me tightly his face still nuzzled into my neck, his touch was becoming to much to contain. “Ares” I mumbles. “Fuck princess… the things you do to me” he says and I could feel the steady thrum of his heart against my side a rhythm that was quickly matching my own frantic pace. My core was already beginning to sting and to make matters worst, I felt his hand which had been resting securely on my waist begin to move slowly with his fingers slipped beneath the edge of my nightgown, his warm palm coming to rest against the bare skin of my back.

And somewhere deep inside, Aria knew that the path ahead would demand everything from her her power, her courage, her bond with Damon, and perhaps more than she could yet imagine. As they moved deeper into the forest, Aria’s glow pulsed steadily, lighting the way. The mist parted before them like a curtain revealing new possibilities, dangers, and truths yet untold. Every step was a promise, every heartbeat a warning, and every shadow a question waiting to be answered. The night was far from over, and the whispers in the darkness promised that their greatest challenges and revelations were still to come.