Sir Ares Good Night Novel Novels & Stories

This was Czar's scene but as the girl crawled forward and into the light and locked eyes with Ares, he didn't register when his legs walked him forward. His breath hitched as he stared into her green eyes, hypnotized. Ares was sure he must've been hypnotized because one minute he was standing behind her cell, and the next minute he was opening up her cell and walking towards her. He squatted by her side and moved her white hair behind her ears so he could see more of her face. "What's your name?" Ares couldn't help but ask, she was the prettiest woman he had ever seen. He didn't know what was happening or why he was doing what he was doing, he just did what his body told him to.

His presence beside me was steady and comforting. As I lay there, my eyes began to close, the exhaustion overwhelming. Just before sleep took me, I felt the gentle pressure of Ares’ hand on mine. I looked up, surprised by the unexpected touch. His face was unreadable, but his eyes held a softness that made my heart ache in a good way. “Thank you,” I whispered again, my voice barely audible as sleep began to pull me under. Ares didn’t respond, but his gaze spoke volumes. I squeezed his hand lightly, showing that I was okay and grateful for his presence. Then, with a final sigh, I closed my eyes and let the warmth of his presence lull me into a deep, peaceful sleep.

Ares was a man who can make a person's heart fill terror with just a look at him and the poor man here was no different. "Fucking tell me what's written in here or else I will rip your head apart." Ares growled loudly making the poor man tremble and pee in his pant. The disgusting odour reached Ares and he scrunched his nose in disgust. The man took the paper from Ares with trembling hands and read it loud. "The letter is written by someone name Thea-" The man got cut off in middle as Ares grabbed the man by his neck cutting of his oxygen supply.

"Ares?' I said with a cracked voice. I was dehydrated and tired and as I looked around the room I was in, I saw that there was no one there. Where is Ares? I tried sitting up but a sharp pain in my back stopped me and I let out a scream. The door burst open and Ares appeared looking tired. "Hey hey, hey, you okay?" He said hurriedly, taking a seat beside the bed I was laying on. it didn't take me long to figure out that I was in the pack house. "I think so. There's this pain in my back though." I pointed at the right side of my back and he placed his hands on it. "The doctor said there would be side effects to the injections because you're an hybrid but it should subside in an hour or two. I

I laid down on the bed, waiting for Melissa to show up and gradually, I drifted off into a nap. I was awakened by a shuffle of feet and a rustle of papers, I opened my eyes and saw Ares by his desk. He was arranging the scattered papers and books neatly at one corner, something he seldom did. “You sleep like a log of wood, a thief could have come in and taken you and you wouldn’t even realize it until you’re gone.” Ares said in a mocking voice without taking his eyes of what he was doing. I scoffed at him, “So, what did they say?”

He leaned back, exhaling deeply. Lila shifted closer, letting her shoulder brush against his arm. “You need rest,” she murmured. “Sleep for a while.” “I can’t sleep,” Ares muttered, though his eyelids already felt heavy. “My mind won’t shut down.” “Then let it rest here,” she said softly, guiding his head gently until it found her shoulder. Ares didn’t protest. The exhaustion was bone-deep, the kind that no amount of strength could suppress. He closed his eyes, the scent of her perfume drifting around him.

A darker one that played out with no honour. I picked up the copy of ‘Born Beneath the Wrong Star’ I’d discarded last night. I tried to focus on it, but my mind kept meandering to paths it shouldn’t – like where Ares was before the dawn. We’d not gone to sleep long ago; he couldn’t have had more than an hour or two at most. So where was he?

However, Grey's assumption was wrong. He felt a little disappointed, but he had already anticipated this. Ares was an extremely cautious person. The possibility of him showing off Keyara might have been a scenario in Grey's mind. Still, it was equally possible it wouldn't happen. Therefore, Grey was prepared for his next plan, a plan he had carefully thought out. After they finished their meal, Ares invited Grey back to the living room while the servants cleared the dining area. Ares looked at his watch, and it was already 8 p.m. He turned to Grey and asked, "Would you like to stay overnight?"

With that, Ares takes a deep breath and walks away, heading into interrogation room one. A tear falls from my eyes. I’m so hurt and upset with him right now. ----- Thank you for taking the time to read my novel! Like it? Comment below and tell me what you like! Love it? Write me a review! Obsessed? Comment and review and reward me! Let me know how I'm doing! Your feedback is the best reward!

I perceived Ares cologne as I nestled closer to him, feeling his muscles tense a little before he stairs in front of my door. “I don’t want to sleep there all alone.” I said, looking at him with sad eyes. “I’m going to be busy all night and I don’t want to disturb you.” Ares said before opening the door. Gently, he placed me on the bed, careful with my legs, he drew back the covers. His blue eyes lingered on me and I suddenly missed his touch, the way he held me. “Goodnight.” He said as he started to leave but I held onto his shirt, stopping him.