Ash X Harem Wattpad Novels & Stories

Nial’s calm, deliberate movements grounded me even as Arsen whispered words that made my chest ache and burn. I buried my face into Nikolai’s chest, shivering, trembling, laughing softly through tears I hadn’t realized I’d been holding back. Nadei traced lazy, teasing lines along my thighs, fingers gliding over sensitive skin, making shivers race through me. Nial held my hand, grounding me, lips brushing my ear, murmuring soft, husky words that made me tremble. Arsen pressed his lips to my hair, whispering rough, possessive confessions: “You’re ours. Always.”

CHAPTER THREE — THE STAND IN MATE. DARIUS “I, Mira Hale, reject you, Alpha Darius, as my mate.“ Her words cut through me like a blade. My breath grew sharper by the last, my nails carved deeper into the throne until its wood particles stabbed beneath my claws. The air thickened, the pack trembled beneath the weight of my fury and every pair of eyes matched to the ground. Their gaze dared not to meet mine or even look away.

pledgetome: I’m Harrison. redsun: Okay, seems like only five of us are online right now. So we’ll probably do full on introductions later. Anyways Asher, this is the Across realities group, containing people from different dimensions. We’re the curators of the paranormal website you found me through. The will of Aura: So…you guys use this group chat to discuss about the website? pledgetome: Well, yes and no. We do discuss entries and all but we mainly use this group to share information.

"But you must come back. Your betrothed is waiting." "What the actual fuck?" Asher threw a mattress, tried to duck under it, got flattened. After battling it off of his prone form, he was up and creeping on Araxalim's space. "She's ours. Not some unknown tool's. He can stick it up his ass." Araxalim's mouth stretched in what could loosely be called a smile. The sharp edges of her canines slid down, pushed against the soft skin of her lip. "Be careful what you say next, shifter."

A story she abandoned because it was too painful. A tale about a girl named Ashen, made of soot and stars, who could rewrite people with a glance, A story never meant to be real, And yet here she was. Breathing, Watching Remembering. “You stopped writing me,” the girl said. “So I waited.” Her hands twisted the shard like a knife. “Then the Quill died, and the wall broke. And we all walked through.” Liora swallowed. “How many are there?” Ashen’s eyes glowed dim violet. “All of us.”

His focus went back to what he held in his hands and that stirred up some questions in my head that I had to ask. He spoke calmly and that reduced the tension in the room. “Are you some type of a genie?” “It’s not a kettle, it's an urn.” “Do you live there?” “I just said I'm a wolf shifter, young girl?” He always has this 5-7 seconds of uncomfortable pause before he speaks, like he tries to formulate words in his head. “My ashes were kept there.” His throat worked Your ash? Please, Emmett, make everything you're saying make sense and be more realistic

She has absolutely no problem spending her allowance to help others, too. “Your shirt,” replied her brother, Asher, with a sigh while rolling his eyes. Asher has blonde hair with green eyes and is his dad’s mini-me. He is going to be over six feet tall when he is done growing. He was wearing a simple pair of black basketball shorts and a green Minecraft shirt. He is the easiest to shop for on birthdays and holidays. Basketball, football, and Minecraft stuff. That’s all he wants. Like I said, easiest 14-year-old to shop for. Ever.

Alpha Asher's eyes were wild as they scanned my face, and I wondered if he could tell I was crying. "The back door, go out the back door." Alpha Asher snarled, tearing his eyes away from my own. Alpha Asher let go of my shoulders and gripped my hand in his. With our hands locked together Alpha Asher and I ran across the room, stepping over the incapacitated Vampire's. An exit sat at the end of the room on the far wall, the red sign flickering impatiently. We barreled out the door and into a damp alleyway. Puddles of what were hopefully water sat in large pools, soaking our shoes. The sickly-sweet scent of Vampire's had faded once we came outside, and was quickly replaced by the smell of wet

Riley's POV Trigger Warning: The chapters ahead contains explicit scenes of wolf-like beasts and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised. “How do you know that name?” I asked again, my voice cracking because no one had ever called me Aemoria except one person, and this beast standing naked in front of me should not know it. My heart slammed painfully against my ribs. He did not answer immediately. He only stared down at me with those glowing amber eyes that felt far too familiar and far too dangerous at the same time.

Ashley slowly walked to the pool and tapped Xander on the shoulder. "Leave him with Jake and come with me." She ordered with her hands folded behind her back, and as she was making her way out of the pool area, he followed her. Xander found himself standing in front of Ashley’s desk, she was sitting behind her desk with her legs crossed on the table, and only the sight of her beautiful legs was getting him aroused. "Welcome to a new world, from today, you will be working as my slave." She stated. Taking out a book from under her desk. Queen Rules was boldly written on the cover in a stylish font.