Ash's Corner Mga Nobela at Kwento

These are all Asher’s men. The final shot glass has a gold line circling the upper ridge. It’s bigger than the rest. I’m not shocked when I read Asher’s name carved into the surface. This is their little clubhouse, I realize. Picturing all of them laughing in here, plotting their next moves—planning how to use me—makes my blood boil. I bet he asked them what he should do with me. How to best manipulate me in his war with Yannick. I bet he’s going to brag to them how he fucked me here.

Jack laughed. I glanced up at his window and saw him stood there with Warren, Lance and Charlotte. I guess I had an audience. I smirked to myself as I positioned myself and aimed for the wing mirror next to him. I fired and hit my target causing the mirror to shatter and hit Phillip in the face.

I made my way through the dark corridors of the dungeon, my heart burning with a desire for revenge. I had been betrayed by Luciana, the very person I thought was my friend and ally. But now, I was determined to make her pay with her blood. I reached the cell where Sam and Morris were being held, and I could see the fear in their eyes as they looked up at me. "Who are you?" they chorused together. "The spirit that has been haunting you. I am Ashley, the Luna you all killed." They were white with horror and their teeth clattered in an attempt to speak.

Ash manages to untangle himself from Bear before he makes his way into the corner as Bear shouts. "I'll show you who's old." Plastic tits walks out with her barely-there clothes holding up a sign; Bear grins, calling her over to his corner; she shimmies her hips to him as he slaps her on her ass and takes the sign from her hands before he shouts to me. "Anna, will you do the honours, darling? If I'm going to be working in this place. I want someone with a bit of class up here." I smile as I take the sign from him and strut my stuff around the ring; Ash's eyes light up as he watches me. He pulls me into his arms before I can slip back under the rope as he kisses my lips.

The guild members' resolve held strong, and they emerged victorious once more. Finally, they reached the last floor. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation as they entered the final room. Samuel's voice crackled over the communication devices, guiding their movements. As they stepped into the room, the sight that met their eyes was chilling. Greyson stood before them, his expression a mix of arrogance and defiance. He was flanked by his remaining henchmen, their guns aimed at the guild members. "Jota," Greyson's voice was mocking, his gaze flickering over the guild members. "You've come to face me at last, be ready to die."

I stared at him in utter shock. “Stop saying that!” he yelled, shaking me. I'd never seen him this pissed off. “You’re hurting me!” I cried. “Then stop lying!” “I’m not lying!” I struggled, trying to free myself. My body was weak, my muscles lost their strength, but I fought. He shoved me extremely hard. So hard that I gasped before it happened. I stumbled backward and my foot caught on the edge of the rug, nothing much. The edge of the coffee table met the back of my heart.

Alpha Reid said as the circled each other. Alpha Reid rushed towards Ashton grabbing him and pinning him towards the ground, Hava quickly hid herself to take cover from the fight. Ashton pushed him off him but the price he had to pay for that was a slash to his face. He got back on his fours but Alpha Reid wouldn’t let him be as he tried to knock him down again, Ashton was directly underneath him when he knocked him off once again causing to crash to a tree.

Ash’s POV The roar of the clubhouse hit me before I even turned off my engine. Laughter, shouts and the sound of bottles clinking rent the air and for a moment, I wonder how they could easily fall back into their normal lives less than twelve hours after an attack. It was chaos the way I remembered it, but somehow louder and more… non challant. Inside, the air was thick with smoke and sweat. A few brothers cheered when they saw me, others nodded, their eyes sharp, reading me like they weren’t sure what version of Ash had come back.

Annabelle urged Ashley, who decended the stairs rather sluggishly. "If you're so eager to go, then off you go. I'll join you soon" Ashley said and Annabelle ran off. Getting to the long corridor that led to the assembly hall, she was stopped by the robust guy she met at the park yesterday. "This pervert again!" Her inner mind screamed and a look of disgust appeared on her face. "What?" She sassed. "You should watch the way you talk to me" He said with utmost seriousness and she rolled her eyes. "Out of my way" She tried to shove him aside, but he gripped her hand. Anger flashed through Ashley's eyes, her fists tightened.

Alaina POV I know I am not making sense to Ash and them, I know that I seem a little crazy right now but I get it! Walking down the hallway to the cells I make the guys stop just inside the door, promising I wouldn’t get within arms reach of the bars ~que eye roll~. ‘Que the eye roll? Really Al? He almost kil.led you!’ ‘Oh, shush you!’ ‘Don’t you shush me!’ I hear Ash try to cover a laugh with a cough. Turning I can see his face is red, and he is having a serious issue holding it in. What is so goddess da.mn fu…