Ash X Harem Wattpad Novels & Stories

But when she ran with her whole whole body shaking, my wolf went berserk. “GO AFTER HER.” I didn’t move though because he is being delusional for sure. He is desperate for any kind of bond and she ticks his lustful box. Nothing else. Weston was staring at me. “Feel better now?” “Fuck off.” “That’s what I thought.” This wasn’t a mating bond. So why did humiliating her feel like cutting off my own arm? Weston’s POV I knew we were going too far as I watched Blue’s face as Azriel announced her arousal to the entire room and the exact moment she stopped breathing while her hands start shaking.

Asher says as he high-fived Axel again who chuckled at my horrified expression. “Okay, I need to lie down,” I say as my grip on Axel’s hand tightens. “If it makes you feel better, we don’t dispose of the dead bodies,” Asher says nonchalantly as I choke on my drink. “No, that does not make me feel better. Why would that make me feel better?” I whisper yell at Asher as Axel watches us with an amused look on his face. “Oh lighten up, Xena. The way I didn’t make a big deal when your ‘boyfriend’ cheated while playing darts, otherwise I would’ve won fair and square.” He says as he side-eyes Axel who just rolls his eyes.

His shock was obvious, but he remained silent, choosing not to ask about it anymore. "So anger will help me turn?" he asked. "It could, but sex can too, if it's deep and primal." I smiled. This got his attention. He loved sex, especially with me. On Xanthea, all royal females are Sirens and are allowed to have harems of as many men and women as she chooses, This is their norm.

I reach out to take it, but as soon as I feel his skin against mine, I instantly yank my hand away as a sharp burn spreads through my hand. "Are you alright?" he questions, watching me intently. "Sorry... my hand...muscle spasm." I lie, coming up with the quickest excuse I can. He watches me closely before giving a curt nod. Offering his arm out instead, I suck in a deep breath before placing my hand on the sleeve of his shirt, thankful that his skin isn't exposed before shutting the door behind me. We begin walking down the hall and are nearing the stairs when suddenly Hades is yanked away from behind and I jump back in horror as a large creature with fur pins him down against the floor.

Ash gasped at the sight of her milky white skin. Austin, hearing Ash’s inhaled breath turned to him and growled. “Look away,” said Austin. Ash, shocked that he was caught by his alpha turned his gaze away. Grump waved the wolves away. Agatha, not knowing the attention she drew when her legs were exposed, made Austin irritated.

Rain pattered soft on Sienna’s hood, a steady drip that matched the thud of her boots on the muddy path. Lila led the way—small, hunched, her coat too big, her steps shaky like she’d collapse any second—and Sienna followed, her jaw tight, the vial a cold lump in her pocket. Roman trailed a few paces back, silent, his presence a weight she couldn’t shake—his heat, his kiss, still burning on her lips, a mistake she couldn’t unmake. Her chest ached, raw and tangled, and she hated it—hated him for making her feel it, hated herself for letting him in even that much.

Please come with us. Her eyes locked onto mine. There was a faint trace of pleading in them. I closed my eyes and pretended not to see. A few days later, the results came out. Stella admitted she had killed Hudson. She had sent the child to an orphanage. She would be facing more than a decade in prison. By then, I had already renamed the company. Holt Group. Cassia and I held a grand wedding. At the ceremony, I looked at her gently. "Will you marry me?"

Nevertheless, I turned around slowly. Everyone was still watching. Urggh. Won't they go away? Or did their names suddenly change to Grace? Asher, however, stepped forward and whispered in my ears. “Tell me Xena’s password and I won't press charges. I know you hacked the password." "Give me your phone.” I demanded. He handed it over meekly and I typed the password on the keypad. He stared at it, scoffed, then smiled. "You've gotta be kidding me. I tried this but it didn't work.”

“You are a liar. I saw you with a weird-looking servant in the hallway. He even had the nerve to look me in my eyes, and I spit in his face.” “Miss Emily, I think all the sex you had with Alpha Stephen last night messed with your head. I was not in the hallway, and there was no strange servant. Alpha Stephen left in such a hurry today saying the spanking games you demanded from him got a bit too wild. Are you sure you didn’t get a knock on your head during the whole wild sex thing?” I can hear the king clearing his throat noisily. I stifle a laugh. Purity myth busted! When I hear footsteps move away and Emily’s loud voice fading as she insists, “It’s not what you think cousin,” I climb down

Inside: the original Vesper heir’s thoughts. Paranoia. War. Visions of fire consuming the Vatican. And a single phrase etched repeatedly into the margins: “The ash will rise. The ash will rise.” Jasmina said softly, “They were waiting for you.” Amara slammed the book shut. “No. They were trying to stop me.” Scene Six – The Missing Page They searched the room, frantic. Jasmina found a scrap in the corner — torn from the missing page. On it: part of a sentence.