Aaron Daniels Novelas e Histórias

Danielle I looked back at Aaron. “I’m sorry, but we really just came here for some girl time, so thank you for the drinks, but would you mind leaving us alone?” “Yeah, that’s not gonna happen.” “Excuse me?” “You came here lookin’ to meet, and we’re meetin’, so we’ll buy you a couple more drinks if you need them, but we’re not going anywhere.” He ran his hand up my thigh. I shoved him away. “You disgusting pervert. You think because you bought us drinks that, might I remind you, neither of us requested, you’re due some form of reward?”

He releases his grip on my mouth and forcefully spins me around to face him. This man is nothing like Thomas. His eyes are a deep shade of brown, and a scar runs across one of his eyebrows. His hand is grimy and covered in black grime, slicked back by natural grease, and I can detect the lingering smell of smoke on his breath. I glance over his shoulder and spot Dale standing there, offering me a smile accompanied by a gentle wave of his finger.

I shot him a glare. “Hi, nice to meet you. I’m Dennis, his best friend and of course the Beta of the pack. Let’s get along well. And oh, don’t you worry too much about Arthur here, he can be a pain in the neck sometimes but he is cool, trust me…” Dennis stepped forward and extended his hand to her. She glared at his hand for a while but took it, much to my surprise. “Eleanor.” She added after taking his hand.

Why don’t you try stamping on his fine leather shoes next or snatching the Rolex off his wrist and smashing it off the ground? His lips pursed, he fixed me with a cold, hard glare. “Yes, that’s me, grotty Greyson, also known as grimy Greyson, Greyson Smelliot and Smelly Elliot. I tend to go by Greyson or Mr Elliot these days. You can call me Mr Elliot. I assume we went to school together?” “Zoe, Zoe Smithson.”

The door flies open, and Christian is fuming. “You’re arresting me!” he bellows at the top of his voice. I didn’t have a clue what he was talking about. “Uh… I…. What?” “He is talking to me Ash.” Daryl mutters. Christian was red in the face as he glared at Daryl, but for some reason he wasn’t moving forward, like he couldn’t get through the open door. “House arrest Christian.” “You fucker!” “Now now Christian, it is for your own good!”

He was nearly sixteen and truly through with every one of his siblings, especially at times like this. As I rocked Ana, Silas sprawled out on the table, slamming his head into his math textbook. “Silas, I know it’s boring, but the quicker you get your homework done, the quicker you can go,” I said, “I want it finished before Dad gets back from work.” He groaned, and before I could say anything more, my phone rang. I brought it to my ear, still rocking Ana as she finally settled. “Good evening, Washington state police department speaking. Have I reached Mrs Loren?”

I know what I have to do. . . . The door opens and a confused Drake walks in, "Alpha! Why am I shifted to the pack-building? Did I do something wrong?" "No. Daniel fucked up a meeting with a pack. I want you to clean his mess. Also, write a transfer letter, Ethan is going to replace your position." I order him while I check today’s stats on my laptop. Confused Drake now looks displeased but follows my order obediently. "Here are the papers. I had a talk with Daniel, he said he can handle his shit. Alpha I don't have to shift-" Drake pauses as I bark maddeningly, “It’s an order, don’t-” Before I could complete, we hear a knock.

He also told me that he used to come to the forest to do archery. He accompanied me back to our house, telling me how I shouldn't be outside by myself that late. “ Oh! I'm Daniel” “Abigail. Wait, Daniel as in Daniel Trainor?” I was so surprised, wondering if he was “Daniel” the next Alpha. How silly of me to think that Alpha's son would be wandering in the “Underdogs” neighborhood? “Oh, how do you know my name?” “So you're the real Daniel. How can I not know the next Alpha? Besides, my mother used to tell me stories about

I have a crush on one guy. He is the man of my dreams. I never got a chance to meet him. I’m a very big admirer of his dance. I know him from the last two years. I have seen his all dance performances live as well on the Internet also. Even Divya also don’t know about my crush on him. His name is Aaron Malhotra. I'm waiting for that day when I’ll meet him. Everyone in this world has eyes for him but he never showed any interest in them.

“How do you even do it? I'm frustrated, Aaron. I don't wanna give up, I just don't know what to do.” “Don't stop being persistent. And just do you. Be you. Most importantly, don't be a coward. If he's meant to be yours, then he will be. Trust the process.” He explained and I let out a sigh. “I'll try my best.” “Good, I gotta go.” He patted my shoulder and stood up but I stopped him. “Wait, what are you gonna do about Danielle?” “What do you suggest, San? I plan on snapping her neck—”