Sunny X Aubrey Novels & Stories

After two weeks of great preparation, Alpha Angelo and Aubrey were ready to move to their new home. Well, it was not new to Alpha Angelo, unlike Aubrey. Every one at xanders pack were very excited to meet their soon-to-be Luna and proceed with how they used to leave. Aubrey had mixed feeling and reactions about the entire thing. She was sad, happy, and anxious at the same time. Aubrey was sad because this was the first time she will be staying and forever away from her lovely grandmother. Secondly, she was happy to start her life with the man she had fallen in love with and lastly, Aubrey was anxious about the role she was going to take over. This was the new beginning of her beautiful life.

Ailee fell silent when the door to the room opened. Sunny entered with a displeased expression. "Don't tell me you're really considering this, Ailee," Sunny said sarcastically. Ailee sighed. "Sunny..." "No, listen to me first," Sunny cut in. "Aaron just got divorced, and now he wants to pick you up? Don't you find that strange?" Aaron gave Sunny a cold look. "I don't care what you think," he said coldly. Sunny snorted. "Of course you do. You've never cared about anyone but yourself."

Aubrey was a ball of unforgiving sunshine, but now she was sad, and I felt sad too. "Aubrey, you don't have to pretend. We're here for you," I said, sitting beside her and offering a comforting hand on her shoulder. Hazel joined us, concern written all over on her face. "Seriously, Aubrey, you can talk to us. We're your friends." Aubrey sighed, her resistance fading as she finally looked up, locking eyes with us, managing a smile. "I can't bring myself to talk about it yet, but I promise I will. "

25 Aubrey's pov I woke up to the sound of a running shower. Opening my eyes, a smile found it's way to my lips as I remembered last night, Tyler and I were back together and I was so glad that we didn't have to argue much... Although our relationship still had no definition. But I had a mission, a mission to change Tyler Bresfort, to mould him into that man that he had always wanted to be. I want to make him forget about this Mafia life style, I want him to stop killing people just for the fun of it. I want him to forget about the parcel and move on... With me.

I had known from a young age that I wasn't the Blackwood family's biological daughter. So I knew that I wasn't worthy of being compared with Claire Blackwood in any way. I had only gotten her doll dirty while cleaning the room, yet Mom punished me by locking me out in the rain all night. When Claire blinded one of my eyes with a laser pointer, however, Mom protected her instead. “Your sister didn't mean to do it. She was just playing around.” After I lost sight in my right eye, Claire showed me a triumphant smile. “Who told you to enter our lives in the first place? You deserve it.” They all said I was an outsider. So for eighteen years, no matter how hard I tried or how desperately