Ahs Dandy Novels & Stories

Old Mr Black said and Dylan chuckled. He knew Asher. That guy get scared of commitment but would like to have any woman that comes his way. A fucking Casanova.

"The Irish boys opened up several gun stores, Bruiser also went out and spent a bunch of money and was buying entire clubs drinks so I helped pay for half of his security company, helped for Dane's club. In the end they all cut me in and somehow my bank account just keeps growing." .... Silence again. "Wait.." Daphne finally broke the silence. ... "Ashley... This Ashley!?" She asked pointing over her shoulder towards the beautiful maid who was working on some food in the kitchen. "You're telling me she's some sort of butch die hard bad ass!?" " "Hey! I'm not butch!" Ashley cried out with a look of horror. "Daphne I must confess, it's a little concerning after hearing that story the main poin

He tossed the satin sash to Neil and turned to Dustin. “Wendy, your boyfriend?” Dana fanned herself dramatically, voice dropping as her own date sat nearby. “Nuclear-grade hot. Thought mine cleaned up nice in a suit, but next to Asher? Pales in comparison.” “He’s not—” “Those shoulders? Those thighs?” Dana fake-swooned. “If I could just—” She caught herself. “Not that I would! Obviously.” Wendy clutched the chocolate box, stealing a glance at Asher’s razor-sharp profile—all icy detachment until he sensed her gaze and turned, lips curving.

She eyed him wickedly, "....you are so impatient and couldn't wait to get rid of my panties" "I don't care about your underwear Ashley" davin replied, rubbing his forehead, already getting disgusted by her presence, he was already getting tired of her, he was tired of her insatiable appetite for sex, at first it amused him, it was fun, they had sex anywhere, at the club, in his office, in his car, at most of his suites, he was getting tired.

To thank him for haven given her justice, Ashley had warmed up to Dylan and they'd become so close other habitants rumoured they were dating. He only saw her as he sister as she told him he was the big brother she never had. Dylan put on a black pair of ripped jeans, coupled it with a white turtleneck top and a denim jacket. By the time the cold air of the night hit his face, he was already regretting it. The smell of alcohol and sweat inside the club made it worse; and the fact that Ashley's girlfriends kept clinging unto him didn't help at all. He was an outdoor guy but only when it was for work. Apart from that, Dylan Jones enjoyed his cosy times alone in his apartment, with his mug if ho

they walk to the living hall along with Hazel and Aaron behind the two. A few other maids already bring their baggage to the room upstairs. "Daddy is totally awesome! I want daddy and mommy to get married soon!" Asher said as he was so excited to see Mr. Brandon. Andrei, who just arrived at the hall when he heard Asher said something about 'daddy' and…Hazel? He immediately rushes to Asher. Hazel wants to correct Asher's word but her father was faster to retrieve Asher from Mr. Brandon's hand.

Neither of us spoke. Then I smiled faintly. “And that’s why we need the rules.” He nodded. “I know.” The assistant returned. “This one is my favorite.” Damian turned. I watched him in the mirror. He looked like the kind of man magazines would put on their covers, and suddenly I understood why people constantly talked about the Ashford name. It wasn’t only the clothes, it was everything, the cars, the boutique, the private appointments, the way everyone knew his name, the way doors opened for him without him asking, even our wedding preparations had been arranged with a level of luxury I couldn’t comprehend.

“So, now what are you going to do with your life?” I shrugged. “Drink it away?” I asked sarcastically and took another gulp of my beer. “Look at you, Ash! How can a gorgeous girl who’s sweet and smart waste her life over a loser like Bryan? I mean, no offense, but he’s not nearly that hot!” Dannie said in a frustrated voice. “And he’s short. What is he? Like five feet tall?” John chuckled. “Hey! He’s five feet six!” I said defensively. “And his chocolate eyes are dreamy.”

Ash shouted they're acting weird like seriously? "Hey what's happening? Are you insane or something?" I said it with full of sarcasm. "Sabby Aeshe Zraa was a model and she's been my crush for a long time," Ashton said proudly. Ash smiles "Even Alaister Lilyane Hirsch is a model too" okay like seriously what are they talking about? Models? "Ash, look at their faces it's different? Look at their hair and their eyes it's different" Ashton said and with that, I immediately went beside him as well as Ash.

From then, I'd purchased pretty black dresses to look good for him whenever we were out and he would beam with pride whenever I was in his arms. Striding with half confidence, I sort him out in the midst of the many dancing bodies. The dandy club, was a club outside campus, everyone in campus went there to wind down or hook up. But their Friday night parties were legendary. Nobody missed out. They allowed college students free drinks to honor us being their favorite and constant customers. I made my way through the crowd to reach Scott, my heart twisting the more as I neared, watching him laugh with the blondes. "Ava!" Scott grinned once he saw me, like he hadn't told me earlier in the day t