Twilight Saga Aro Novels & Stories

Alpha Ronan puts himself between me and Alpha Thorn; it would be sweet if it wasn’t so weird and confusing. “Goddess, put your cocks away and measure them later.” Aria finally interrupts all of the confusion and plasters herself to my side; her arm goes around my shoulders and pulls me tightly against her. “She’s gone from being in a Pack to being rogue without a wolf – now she has a wolf, found out she’s part witch and she’s woken up to find two Alphas fighting over her. One of you needs to start talking and not with your damn fists or I’m going to get involved.” Aria’s sweet persona is completely gone as she threatens the two Alphas. She’s snarling at them like she’s a rabid animal and for

“A long story, but they were following the Guardian Council’s orders and I was defending Aragon from them. I do not know how that was resolved. Aragon obviously was not executed because he now lives on in the mortal world with Jared.” Angela’s mind raced through the pieces of conversation she’d heard among Annette, Stefanie, Aragon, and the others. It was just last week that Aragon had returned to Twilight and the ranger camp. “It hasn’t been long since this injury happened to you, then.” She caught Ramos’s arm and pressed her hand over his heart. “You can’t become discouraged. And there are so many good things to experience.” “Like you,” he said softly, laying his hand over hers. “Touching

Aaro started to move in her sleep—was she having a nightmare? I carefully touched her arm, trying to wake her up, and she growled, "Let fucking go off me!" Her aura was fucking strong, and if I wasn’t an alpha male myself, I would have probably backed off. "Aaro, it’s Storm. You’re having a bad dream." She started screaming and kicking. "Don’t hurt my sister, leave her the fuck alone!" Since when did Aaro curse this much?

Kaelen’s hand twitched as if to reach for her, but he froze, torn between his wolf’s desperate howls and the truth of his betrayal. Aria shifted, her glowing wolf leaping into the shadows of the forest, Lorien close behind. The rogues followed in reverent silence, their gazes full of awe. Behind them, Kaelen stood trembling, caught between past mistakes and present revelation. By dawn, the moonlight had faded, leaving the world washed in pale silver light. Aria shifted back, her breath fogging in the cool morning air. Her body ached from the night’s intensity, but her wolf thrummed with restless energy.

Theron's POV The day of the event was finally here. This is the day I officially put Twilight on the map. Another success to celebrate. Many of my past lovers have been calling nonstop to accompany me to the event but I turned them all down. I don't want any drama tonight so I decided to just go alone.

And I decided to change, to stop the drug lifestyle I had started and to take my life back. I opened a bookstore, which is doing quite well, I even have an assistant. It was much later that I learned who this mysterious man was. Calvin Lloyd, the alpha of the Twilight Pack. He had given me a mischievous look before holding out his hand, eyes as blue as the sky, he must have been twenty-eight years old. It was his hand that he had caressed his sex, I think I blushed when I recognized it. I didn't grab his hand and for three years now we've been fighting a cold war, me to hide the attraction I have for him, and him because he's a big jerk and nothing else. I wonder if he knows it was me that d

Angel coldly gave a stern gaze on him causing Ross to shiver. “I’m her beloved and we’re getting married soon or later. So suck it up.” Angel pointed as he rolled his eyes annoyingly before looking at his sister, Arwel. “I really don’t like you.” Ross growled causing Arwel to pinched the bridge of her nose. Angel and Ross were bumping into each other’s egos which irritates Arwel. It was like she was in the middle of an argument between kids. “I don’t care but I am not sure if you two were mates or you're just admiring my sister. But let’s clear something here…” Angel seriously speaks that making the entire hall’s temperature to drop in zero. Ross shivered in fear when Angel suddenly appeared

he said softly. “Let’s just leave it all in the past,” I said. “I think we got off on the wrong foot. Let’s have a fresh start,” I suggested, moving away from his embrace. “Hi,” I started off. “My name is Hera. I’m 18 years old, and I love the color green. Not like grass, but like your eyes,” I said cheekily, offering my hand. He scoffed but smiled nonetheless. “Hi. I’m Arlo, 22 years old. I’m the Alpha of the Blood Shadow pack, and my favorite color used to be gray, but now, red is growing on me.”

It had Ares bristling and his own skin crawling but something was telling him to trust Chloe to see them through. “Are you sure about this, cuz?” Alvaro asked in a quiet voice as his large form appeared beside Lucas. “They could run.” “They will run.” Lucas echoed the words Chloe had said to him only minutes ago. “When they do, we will follow but nobody is to make any attempt to stop them. Make sure everyone is prepared. I want werewolves only. Everyone else is to hang back.”

“We celebrate our victory over Ryder, the end of the tremors, and the bright future that lies ahead for all of us. Let the feast begin!” As the pack dispersed to prepare for the celebration, I noticed a small group of figures at the edge of our territory. My enhanced senses immediately picked up their scent — rogues, werewolves without a pack. They must have been drawn by the strange phenomena of the tremors and my display of power. Without thinking, I used my new skills to send a feeling of peace and reliability. When I got closer, I noticed their cautious looks gradually disappearing, giving way to interest and optimism. “Welcome,” I said warmly. “I'm Aurora. What brings you to our territo