Ash X Harem Wattpad Novels & Stories

He stands behind me, arms crossed, a shadow refusing to be drawn in. The old rogue begins to speak. “She came in the season between the moons. The one with no name. The one where wolves forgot their howls. She wore no crown. No mate-mark. No Alpha’s scent.” The hum continues beneath her voice, like breath rising from old earth. “She walked alone into the Bone Lands, where no pack claimed the soil. Her hands bled spiral. Her eyes burned red. Her name was ash. Her tether already severed.” A shiver ripples through the pack. No one looks at me.

“His mother is my aunt. She married a man of less noble standing—Rivet is his name. They moved to Wyrm after the marriage.” Before I can respond, Sora slurs from her seat, her voice laced with mockery. “Sob stories... but let’s hear the one where Arwyn worked for Pete Delitroy in the slums.” Her words hit me like a slap, sharp and deliberate. The table falls into a sudden hush, the air thick with anticipation. My fist clench involuntarily. “Enough, Sora,” Thrystan says calmly, but his voice carries a quiet warning. He doesn’t raise it, but the authority in his tone is unmistakable. The room holds its breath, waiting for Sora’s reaction.

" I explained. "I know that story, it was a group of friends who helped Anne create the Vampire Chronicles, as well as several other books." Khalid smiled. "But as for me not burning in the sun... I'm very old. Remember Akasha? The queen of vampires? Or other vampires so old that they could survive for a while in the sunlight? It's a mixture of being old and a secret magic." "Got it." I was about to say something else, but I heard a knock on the door.

He stirred the fire until it burned hotter, more light pushing back the dark. “What is it?” he asked, only when her breathing had evened out. “We have stories,” she said. “About things that live between. Not here. Not… wherever here isn’t. Tall. Fair. Beautiful. Terrible. They like crossroads, Edges. People who don’t quite belong to one world or another.” “Ashford lodge in the woods with a Beacon inside it probably counts as an edge,” he said. “Yes,” she said. “We call them different things in different tongues. Tamawo. Other names. It doesn’t matter which one it is. They all like to bargain.”

I whisper back to him. “W-what else did he ask you to do?” Asher asks, fear clouding his eyes. “I asked you to do two things for me, let’s make it three. I want you to forget about me, Asher. I won’t blame you if you forget about me, everyone else did. So, forget me Asher.” I say smiling sadly at him while tears flow from my eyes. I wipe them, laughing sadly. “I wanted to look cool when I let you go.” “Genevieve, please.” Asher says, his eyes wet with tears. I look into his eyes and say, “I, Alexa Payne of the Blood Moon pack, reject you, Asher King…as my mate. Our b-bond is b-broken from this time on till f-forever.”

“Where, or what? Which one would you like to get now? Or will it be both? You decide.” Julianne knew what he was talking about. He was asking if she wanted to get the book now or get answers to the questions she had. And if she wanted both, she would have to visit the boy’s dormitory. “What is he talking about?” Marianne asked her. Cassian tilted his head to the side and said to Marianne, “So you are Ash’s new friend.” Julianne couldn’t think straight at the moment, especially when Maximus was looking at her like he knew something about her. And one thing she knows is that it was one of the two that gave her friend the bite marks. And yet, she had to help Marianne out.

"Lewis, when you were preparing for your law exam last month and pulled three all-nighters in a row, I stayed on voice with you for three days and nights. The day you had a high fever, I even ordered food for you. You said it was the most comforting bowl of stew you'd ever had." She then turned to the assassin, Shadowfang. "Shadowfang, the day you argued with your father and ran away from home, who stayed in-game with you all night grinding mobs? Who else besides me knows the story behind that scar on your left wrist?" She kept going, revealing one private detail after another, even mentioning Reviver's pet dog by name. Everything she said had been drawn out during those late-night conversat

I can't do it anymore! She then raised her waist, pulling my horny stick out. As if it's power had cut off, it's leaning back. "Prince...you won't leave me alone, right?" After she said it, she fell down, asleep. -=-=-=-=-=--=-=-=-=--=-=-=-=- So sorry for the delayed chapter I'm really sorry. With this the first volume concluded