Novel & Cerita Ash And Serena

She ignored the last part, smart. I sighed, massaging my temples. “Can we not do this out here? You've roasted and simultaneously praised me enough while we were inside.” A soft chuckle came from beside her, and I almost yelped. I hadn't even gotten Susan's current man's name, so bad of me. I almost forgot he was there. “Susan, you haven't introduced us yet.” I reminded her in a low tone. She paused before walking again. “Oh, right, sorry. Grace, this is Daniel. Daniel, this is my precious, dramatic, beautiful, shelly, and amazing best friend, Grace.”

"Guess who carries more weight—William's dying backing, or my billions in investments?" David slumped in his chair and was unable to speak for a long time. Serena didn't press him any further. She simply put her phone away slowly and turned toward the door. Just as she placed her hand on the doorknob, she looked back and added, "Oh, I forgot to tell you. The donor who died six months ago—his name was Jason Shaw. He was my husband." David's eyes widened at that. Serena opened the door, walked out, and gently pulled it shut behind her. The moment the door clicked shut, she leaned against the wall and took a deep breath.

"Asher, do you understand how dangerous that girl is? She—" "She’s not dangerous," Asher interrupted, his voice rising with the frustration he had been holding back. "You don’t know her. You never did." Camilla stepped forward, her eyes flashing with anger. "But she drugged you, Asher! That’s what Cassius said. She drugged you at that party, and that’s why you—" "She didn’t drug me," Asher snapped, cutting her off. His voice was low, but there was no mistaking the intensity behind it. "Someone else did; she wasn’t trying to manipulate me. Whatever you think happened, you’re wrong."

This time she was wearing a black halter neck top with tight black jeans and her hair was tied up in a ponytail. As Serena was a brunette so the red lipstick looked perfect on her complexion. Ashton quickly stepped out with blowing his head down. Serena just stared him from tip to toe and somehow she was calm... "Ohhh... what a hot boy. Who is he?" she asked with a whistle. Jules put the pen down and said, "He's Ashton. My new assistant." Serena let out a grin and started using her phone. "She's not picking up my phone," Serena said frustrated.

she fired. Julian leaned back in his seat, his voice smooth. “Very well. Let’s talk numbers.” he retorted. Serena didn’t smile—but the gleam in her eyes said she’d come prepared for exactly this. Her only mistake was thinking that her opponent was going to be Asher. 'Game on, Serena.' Asher said internally. Serena’s jaw tightened with each document Julian presented, each piece of evidence that seemed to chip away at her position. Asher could tell she was trying to keep her composure, but it was obvious that she was growing increasingly frustrated.

I saw Jomar and Eddy running towards the candy aisle. “What are you guys doing here?” I asked, putting my hands in my pockets. “We’re buying stuff for our party tomorrow.” Trisha replied. I noticed that Ash wasn’t there. “Your babe is over there, she’s coming. You’re coming with us, dude!” Blue laughed at his own joke and pointed to where Ash was coming from. I saw Ashiannie’s blank expression as she approached us. She was pushing her shopping bags with ease. She’s so beautiful.

Their wolves stirred, heads bowing, not just to Kael, but to me. Power thrummed in my veins. The strength of the Black Ash Pack, its acceptance, its loyalty, it poured into me as if I had always been meant to stand here. I straightened, my voice carrying without effort, rich and unshakable. “I am Serena, your Luna. I have bled, I have fought, I have endured what should have broken me. But I stand here tonight, not as the cursed wolf you whispered about, not as the exile you scorned. I stand as your shield, your strength, your storm.”

Serena. **Serena: “Where are you? I thought you were just running errands.”** **Me: “Got caught up. Be home soon. Miss you.”** **Serena: “Miss you too. Ethan wants to know if you’ll help him with his math homework when you get back. Something about fractions being ‘impossible and cruel.’”** **Me: “Tell him I’m an expert in impossible and cruel math. See you at twenty.”** **Serena: “You’re his hero. And mine. Drive safe. Love you.”**

It was too much; she had already been through too much tonight. Asher closed the distance between them and watched as the couple's eyes traveled up his body. With one arm, he reached around Sera’s waist and pulled her backward. Surprisingly, her body resisted the pull. “Who the hell are you?” Scott glared at Asher. Asher tilted his head and smiled as he flattened the palm on Sera’s stomach, pulling her flush against his front. “Oh, I don’t think you should be focused on me right now, pezzo di merda.”

"Enjoy your stay, Miss Lily." "Yes, thank you," the lady replied, smiling under her hat. The bustles of a busy road scratched at her ear when she finally left the subway. She passed by an alleyway, and a familiar ugly sound replaced the assaults of the street chatters and car engines. The world suddenly closed in on her as she slowly glanced at the direction of the sound of flesh hitting another flesh. "Yeah! Get him!" Three young men surrounded two others: Their faces were swelling in red and blue as they breathed in a ragged rhythm. Both wore angry faces, and it seemed as though they'd been long time enemies.