Ash X Harem Novels & Stories

Over the next three days, I relied on the precise schedule provided by the scrolling comments and began my "poaching operation". On Tuesday afternoon, Stacy had arranged to meet her second target—the number one assassin in the entire server of "Galaxy Rim," whose in-game ID was "Shadowfang". I changed into a sleek black, form-fitting outfit and arrived at Velvet Club half an hour early. Shadowfang was a rebellious young man with silver hair, carrying a wild and untamed aura in real life. When he stepped up to the booth and saw my face, the admiration in his eyes gave him away completely, and his pace visibly faltered.

Right after posting it, while I was still reading comments mocking me for putting on a tough front, I saw Immortal Ashes Team’s official account tag me in a post, openly standing by my side. "The crowd follows the herd. The strong walk alone. Those who don’t know how to cherish what they have will lose it. Ash Mercer, we stand with you. IA will always be your strongest backing."

Alex plan fails. He was thinking of taking Ash as soon as they arrive inside his condominium, but Ash moves fast. The latter attacks his lips right away the moment the doors closes. Alex is stupefied for a moment, but he is kissing him back after recovering from his shock. They waste no time in exploring each other's body, their hands roaming around, hating the fact that there are still clothes on. Alex pushes Ash until his back hit the wall, and his hands immediately find his mate ass and squeeze it before hoisting him up in the air. Ash quickly encircles his legs on Alex waist as his tongue fights for domination with Alex. When they enter in main hall open, Alex walks to his room while car

under a mountain of concrete. Or under three hundred feet of dark water. Harrison hadn't just wanted me silenced; he wanted Lucian’s complete, undivided loyalty, freed forever from the loose end of our contract marriage. Or perhaps... he wanted us both gone. Heavy, rapid footsteps echoed down the steel corridor outside. I spun around, my back slamming against the warm metal of the control panel, my heart hammering furiously against my ribs. "Sera?"

“I’m fine. You threw yourself in front of a bullet, you absolute idiot, I’m fine—” “Good.” His eyes were already sliding shut again, the word coming out slower, softer, like something dragged up from underwater. “Good. That's it. Good.” “Stay awake.” Renata’s hand cracked, sharp, against his uninjured cheek, an old trick, a mother’s trick, and it worked, his eyes flew back open, furious and alive. “You do not get to close your eyes yet. Not until the ambulance is here. Do you understand me, Kai Cassano, I did not survive nineteen years of this family to bury you in your father’s study.”

It wanted to fall into place. I forced my breath steady, the way my mother taught me, the way you steady your hands before stitching a wound. Then I spoke the only words that had ever worked. “ASH.” Black cinders rose off the floor, spiraling around the circle. The runes flared, resisting, but the ash didn’t care. It tightened, thickened, becoming a wall—around Dax’s ankles, around the etched lines, smothering the glow. For one heartbeat, the pull on him eased.

“Hmm, I can handle it. At least… we can make use of this sudden marriage of my mom’s.” “Lila, didn’t you sleep last night? Your face looks tired and your eyes are red. Did that guy bother you?” “Oh, you always catch me. No, it wasn’t Ryan. I had a weird dream, and I heard a word in a language I’ve never heard before… Râ… Râmiki.” Adam looked at her sharply—more sharply than she had ever seen on his face—then quickly put his calm smile back on. “Do you remember what I told you, Lila?”

He sucked harder, his two thick fingers sliding deep inside me, curling against that perfect spot. Axel released my nipple with a wet pop and whispered hotly against my ear, “That’s it, Doctor. Let him drink from you too. Your taste is addictive.” A hot flush spread through me as I pulled him into an urgent kiss before I could stop myself. I could feel a triumphant smile spread across his lips as he responded, his hand playing with the nipple he had been on before. Ashira is lucky—she was the one truly theirs. A selfish part of me wanted to keep having them like this while she stayed at home hoping for their return. But the virtuous part of me felt guilty for doing this to my fellow woman.

The runes pulsed like a heartbeat. The shadow paused just beyond the circle. It had no clear form, but hints of a muzzle and claws flickered in and out of existence, as if it couldn’t quite decide what it was. When it opened its mouth, no sound came out — only a ripple of cold that raised gooseflesh on everyone’s skin. Jude whispered, “What the hell…” Lyra’s eyes hardened. “It’s a Hound of Ash,” she said. “He makes them from the wolves who fight him.”

""Bastion." I raked my hungry eyes down his chiseled features. His tan skin and masculine body had my wolf panting-- Before I even finished observing, he let out a deep growl from his throat, grabbing onto my face and crashing his lips onto mine. I instinctively jumped into his strong arms, wrapping my legs around his muscular torso as he carried me with ease to the back wall. His eyes were deep black, and I could feel that mine were too by the way my wolf growled back at him in response. He didn't bother stopping and instead pushed me against the wallpaper with delightful force. It was as if his wolf was fighting me into submission, his hands tangling in my hair and gripping my @$$ simultan