A.s.t.a. Novels & Stories

His eyebrows raised in question, “I'm Ashanti. Ashanti Dunbar, and you? “ His eyes watched my hands longer than I felt comfortable with, I was about to withdraw them when he covered them with his hands. His hands are big, my hand fits perfectly into his like it was made for this. I mentally scold myself for thinking such. Before I could wander further into my thoughts, his deep baritone voice came. “Roman. Roman Domino "

You know what they say about curiosity and the cat, so I ask, “ I’ve never heard y’all use these nicknames. Jase is Alpha. Ran is Oscar. Lock is Hotel.” “I’m Sierra and Wes is Charlie. Unjumble the codes, baby. What does it spell?” Arson is the one to answer me. I think about it for a minute. If I go military code, each word is a letter, and those letters spell C.H.A.O.S. Weston Chancler is Charlie. Lachlan Hartley is Hotel. Jase Alto is Alpha. Ransom Oaks is Oscar. Arson Skaggs is Sierra. Wow, talk about a double-connotation acronym.

He doesn't wear anything else anyway. His eyes glaze over with an emotion I can't put my finger on as he stares at me. "You look. . . like a goddess. My goddess." I feel my face heat up. "You look very handsome yourself." From the corner of my eyes, I see Tanya smirking. She clears her throat, breaking the stare down between Ash and me. Ash moves closer and takes my hand. "Hazel eyes, please call me Batista while we're here. These people won't like the fact that I changed my name, they're not that forgiving."

Alessandro asked looking as sexy as ever with his black shirt and a few buttons at the top undone showing his tattooed chest. "I think I might order spaghetti" I said looking down at the menu. "Have you seen anything you like?" "I have, she's sitting right infront of me" He smirks flashing me a wink.

I asked defensively. I don't know how Ashton thought of that but as far as I am concerned and sane, I will never date a man like Cyrus Steele. For me, he's nothing but a possessive boss that loves humiliating and hurting other people. I crossed my arms across my chest and heaved a long sigh. "And with that being said, I made up my mind." I turned to look back at Ashton and he's now giving me a questioning look. I smiled at him sweetly and said the words I wanted to say long time ago.

“You—Tasha, right? You think my height is amusing?” Tasha freezes, her laughter faltering. “N-no, ma’am, I—” Coach Morgan doesn’t wait. “Come up here. Let’s see if your punch is as big as your mouth.” Tasha hesitates but steps forward, trying to hide her nerves. She squares her shoulders, looking confident despite Coach Morgan’s glare. “Fine. Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” she mutters. Tasha swings—a wide, overconfident punch—but before it even connects, Coach Morgan sidesteps, hooks her leg behind Tasha’s, and sweeps her clean off her feet. Tasha lands with a loud thud, her head snapping up in shock.

Chapter 9: Astra Research Institute The sky over Valenfort tonight was thick as ash. No stars. No moon. Only black smoke rising from the southern district, where the Crimson Pact had lured the Hunters away with a staged explosion. Evelyn adjusted her electric rifle, her voice cold and focused. “Seven minutes to infiltrate, twelve to extract. Astra’s system uses blood recognition no one bleeds in there, understood?” Kael nodded. Behind them, Selene checked her reflective armor, while two human agents installed signal-jamming devices.

"Excuse me, but I need to use the men's room." Thelia nodded, giving Asher a knowing smile. Asher quickly made his way through the crowd towards the restroom, grateful for the temporary reprieve. As he navigated the dimly lit corridors, a strange sensation began to settle over him. His vision blurred slightly, and his head felt heavy. It was as if a thick haze had descended upon his senses, clouding his mind. He shook his head, trying to clear the fog that seemed to cling to him.

I said and Everyone nodded in agreement. We finished eating and went to our various rooms to prepare after cleaning up. By the time we were all done, it was noon already so we headed to the venue of the concert. We got there and found out it was Twenty-one Pilots that were performing. Buying tickets, we joined the crowd of excited fans. The excitement was actually contagious and again, Twenty-one Pilots is one of my favorite bands. Soon the show started and we were all heady with excitement as we sang along to Heathens, the song they were currently playing.

she whispered crying, "They took me by force and then I don't remember anything else until now, I'm from Texas." "It's all over, precious,” I said to reassure her, "You'll be back with your parents soon." “Boss.” I recognized Pierre by his voice, since we all had our faces covered. “Tell me.” “The vehicles have arrived.” “Did they clean everything? No trace of us?” “Special ops will take over, the bastards will take the credit for all your work.” "I don't want my name tied to all this, eagle,” I said seeing the girl being escorted to a van, "Make sure she doesn’t remember my last name or Abbie's."