Ash Kash Feet Novels & Stories

The tee shirt comes down to her ankles and it's such a relief to see her covered properly. "We are leaving!" My words are firm but I'd be very shocked if the vindictive bitch actually lets u leave this easy. I dont wait for her to answer. I walk over to Kelly and Jack and take Kelly's hand as Jack takes her other hand and we start walking down the pack steps. Kelly tugs on my hand and I lean down to see what's wrong with her. "Can I take my shoes off please Ash? They are hurting me. I dont like them." I nod my head and quickly get them removed and throw them across the pebbled ground.

He looked down at the black boots with gray fur peeking out from the collar. "Oh, I haven't tried them yet..." Kasey peered down at the boots. "Then let me assist you." Shobek got down on one knee and started untying one of the laces on one of the boots. "T..that isn't necessary!" Kasey squeaked, but he had already finished and had carefully untied the laces to her sneaker. "It certainly isn't, but it will make the process go faster." Shobek glanced up at her as she stared down at him, blushing. "Now... May I?"

I find myself tiptoeing to look, although there was no use. Did something serious happen to his legs? Finally, the guys move and Asher walks out of the crowd. I frown watching him limping a little on his left foot as he walks towards a nearby side bench. Once he sits down, he looks up at me. I was looking at his legs for any possible injury. There seem to be none. And we are soon back at the starting game. But he averts his glance and goes to take off his shoes. I see him leaving a sigh whilst looking at it. Then he drops it to the ground and starts rubbing his feet.

Ziahra steps onto the first step slowly, the stone crumbling from beneath her feet. “Want me to hold your hand?” Kash asks, looking back at her. She cocks a brow. “No, I’m perfectly fine. Don’t tell me you’re scared?” She frowns, “Na, whatever is down here should be scared of having to be in your presence.” Kash shoots back. “Even the dead would rise to get away from you.” “Keep talking and I will push you.” She snaps, giving him a light shove. He growls, grabbing the walls for balance, and I hear Evelyn chuckle at this.

There was a formal black dress laid on the bed and she assumed that was for her to wear. She didn't want to waste time so she wore the dress swiftly and went downstairs to find Aaron. She tied her hair into a messy bun to match her attire. Ashton was waiting for her near the front door with his right hand holding a pair of black shoes. Ashley went closer and noticed that he was holding Heiress neo ankle boots for women, one of the famous footwear brands in that country. "Why did you have this in your house?" Ashley asked when he put the boots in front of her, gesturing for her to wear them.

Ash It was amazing the amount of training his mate had soaked up in the week leading up to her birthday. She learned very quickly, but she was always exhausted by the end of the day, especially since she had been told to wear heels everywhere to get used to walking in them. He’d resorted to massaging her feet in the afternoons when they tried to relax while watching movies or playing games and in the evenings when they went to their room.

She knew. "H-How? Since when?" I stammered. "I knew you too well, Ash. You can fool everyone with that stoic expression of yours, but not me. Your heart may be as hard as a stone, but you still have a heart. You're not really emotionless; you just don't know how to express them and you're afraid to show what you really feel. You're not really afraid of the dark; you're just afraid of all of your memories in the dark," Akisha said as I just stared at her as she speak. Why does this woman seem to have so many words of wisdom?

Narrator- Miranda felt the push even before Asher performed the movement. He lifted his hands, causing Miranda's grip to slip off his shoulder blades, and with his palms, he applied a quick yet strong shoving pressure on the balls of her shoulders, forcing her to stumble backwards. Miranda's feet ran away until the momentum had run out. She looked at Asher with hurt, teary eyes. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" Asher demanded, his tone telling Miranda that the rejection she earned at his hands was her own fault.

She was in a light sweater and jeans, her hair braided down one shoulder, cheeks flushed with the anticipation of adventure. “I’m ready!” she called, skipping down the steps. Behind her, Kael emerged slowly from the shadows of the doorway. His posture was straight, arms folded, eyes as unreadable as the forest that loomed behind him. Zev’s smile dimmed only slightly as he turned toward Kael. “Sir,” he said, with a slight respectful nod. “I thought I’d take Ashara for a short hike—just the ridge trail, nothing too far.” Kael’s gaze flicked toward Ashara, then back to Zev. “You remember the boundaries.”

There was a loud crash, which scared everyone there. My ashes scattered everywhere. Jasper still felt angry. He laughed disdainfully and stepped on my ashes, grinding them with the sole of his shoe. The staff members' jaws had dropped in shock. They hadn't even had time to stop him. Jasper kicked my ashes and sent them flying. "Tell Amara that she came up with a very innovative trick this time round, but it's lame. I'm not going to waver at all, no matter whether she's dead or alive!