Angela Asher Voice Novels & Stories

But atleast I could try a bit. "Mom, *cough* *cough*, I dont... think I'm feeling that good," I faked being sick by masking my voice. This was the last straw. "Alright, fine," Phew! "I can tell Mason to go back." I gasped, suddenly remembering our conversation from last night. Flashback: "Mason?" "Hey," he smirked, "Angela." He spoke my name slowly as if teasing me. Ok, I know my mom was shouting my name loudly and that's how he knew.

Angel scowled at him with a shake of her head, “I’m the traitor’s daughter, remember. People aren’t exactly waiting for me to call.” “And that’s exactly why she just might answer,” Layon pointed out with a proud smirk on his face. as though he thought himself to be a genius. “She knows you aren’t in with the pack, so she won’t be expecting you to work with them.” “I am not working with them,” Angel insisted even as she sighed and pressed the call button, pushing the phone to her ear. I’m doing this for you, she thought silently, unable to admit it aloud. Luckily she never got the chance because after just three rings, someone answered.

Alisha chuckled as Ashier got to the garage, she opened the car door with a smile on her face, “Get in, Your highness.” Ashier sighed and looked around, he nodded and got into the car. He hoped and prayed silently that everything should go well, he hoped that he wasn’t making the wrong decision

I took a sharp breath as Asher took some strands of my curls and twirled them around his finger “I’ll be waiting, Gonzalez. I’ll be celibate until I get your response” “And if I say no?” I chuckled replicating the playful look in his eyes “I’ll remain celibate if you want me to” “That is impossible” I stated. “Is that a dare Gonzalez?” his hand moved from my locks to the side of my neck while his thumb stroked my cheek softly causing me to gasp slightly. “Miss Norman, what do you think?” Anna’s voice said snapping me out of my thoughts. I looked around to find four sets of eyes staring back at me expectantly.

Ashley could only close her eyes: “Enoch, I'm allergic to alcohol. One time I almost lost my life. Now if I drink alcohol, my body won't be able to handle it, then it will cause trouble for you to go to Paradise Club, which is not very good." Hearing her say that, although Enoch didn't seem too worried, he didn't invite her to drink anymore. However, he refused to ignore her. “So what do you know?” “I…” As soon as Ashley opened her mouth, Antaram interrupted her: “Enoch, why don't we let her sing? Her voice is so loud, it must be very interesting." When Ashley was in prison, her voice was damaged, making it difficult to hear. Normally she doesn't like to talk. If she spoke, she deliberately

he said, his voice rougher than usual. “Hey,” she replied, soft, tentative. “I just thought about you… I was just checking in. You sound a little off, are you okay? Is everything okay?" She rushed. Asher closed his eyes, savoring the sound of her voice — her real voice — the same voice that once whispered soft sexy words into his skin, the same voice that had laughed with him while they fumbled with each other's clothes, their only agenda for that night, aside from sleeping with each other.

The voice shouted, sounding funny. “Oh, shut up Ash! What the fuck are you talking about?” Ray responded to that voice in annoyance. My eyes widened. It was Ash’s voice? “No, I really heard this voice. It was very nice and feminine. Sounded like my mate. Can aliens replicate voices?” I smiled in disbelief, “I am not an alien. I am Amber.” I replied and there was silence. “Love?” Ray broke the hug and looked at me in shock, “Are you communicating with Ash?”

She walked away from Asher, nudging his shoulder slightly. "Are you sure you will be treated well by a man born of a woman——" "Stop I said Asher! Do you want me to pull your tongue out and cut it with a samurai?" Angel concluded once again with her deadly gaze. ***

“Take him, ride his fat cock, he loves it.” “Angel,” She gasped as she opened her legs even more to see if she could get even closer to him. She needed more of him, she kissed him as she started to bounce on his cock. The new feeling caused her to groan and in order to try and remain quiet she bit his neck. “Don’t hide your sounds from us,” Asher demanded. “This room is soundproof, Babe. You won’t wake our daughter. Keep making those beautiful sounds for us.”

The deep strict husky voice instantly broke Angela’s trance. Because It was not Gideon but Wrath.