Ash X May Novels & Stories

Only once did he enter here. William Asher stood looking at the breakfast table. Absently he had prepared three place-settings. “Now why would I do that?” he questions himself. He lifts his head looking towards the front door. He slowly starts to move in that direction. He reached for the door and slowly opened it. He turned pale with sudden shock staying motionless while looking into the bleak blue eyes; he only looked into them once twenty-three years ago... Maya Asher stood in front of the mirror fully dressed in black jeans and blood-red shirt. Her long hair coiled in the base of her neck. She only briefly touched her lips creating a shade of light red. She turned and went towards the ki

Shalom said, biting her lips. "What are you? Gay?" I asked. "If it means having Maya all to myself then why not?"... Shalom said sarcastically. " Ewwwww," I said and slapped her arm. "Then get ready to kill Asher cause trust me, it won't be an easy win," Maya said with a glint of pride and damnnnnnnn….. "Oh, the love is so palpable. I'm crying" Shalom said, wiping fake tears from her eyes.

Axel exhaled and walked to the bottle of whiskey, picked it up, and stretched it toward Asher. “Pour it,” Asher muttered coldly. I scoffed under my breath, taking another drag as I watched them. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Axel snapped, frustrated. “Don’t tell me you’re fucking angry because of what happened to that bitch.” “Don’t call her that. She’s Ashira, not a bitch… and she’s in that state because of you,” Asher shot back coldly. “You kept quiet while I served her the crabs and oysters. You were fucking curious too, and now you’re blaming me,” Axel snapped, irritated at Asher’s annoying anger.

Ashly snaps, not caring about how childish she sounds, "It's bad enough you let him stay here now, encouraging him to stay away from me." Alex sighs, "Ashly, I'm not." He tries, but Ashly doesn't want to hear it. "You already have your own perfect family." Ashly says in a small voice, barely above a whisper, hating how her voice quivers, "He's all I've got." Then she quickly opens the door and runs off. Instead of heading straight home, Ashly finds herself outside May's apartment, knocking softly on her door. When she opens it, May gives her one look before opening her arms for her. "Oh, Ashly..." she murmurs as Ashly quickly walks into her embrace.

RENZO May appeared in the kitchen doorway still holding her crackers. Then her eyes took in the assembled scene in the corridor (four of her associates with their hands raised, Asher holding what was technically an explosive device, and Nicholas covering the room). “We are fucked.” May said thickly. Asher turned to look at her. "Hi," May greeted weakly. “No need for greetings, my love. Just assemble yourself over to that corner. Ah!” Asher's smile widened. “Don't even bother to fucking fight.” He rolled his eyes at Noreo who was about to drag a bag to himself.

He’d experienced a lot of shitty things as a Marine, but getting buried alive was not one of them. Kira glanced at him, the steely distance in her gaze softening a little. “Only a little. I’m okay.” “How?” “I healed myse..” “Is cat out of box,” Alexei told her as he burned the lock off Tanner's cell door first. “Think you mean out of the bag.” “Is what I say!” “Doors, Xander. Doors!” Xander said something extremely rude in their language that Knight could understand only because Rina had used that phrase to insult someone in a bar once right before she threw the first punch.

And he hung up the phone. “Is everything ok?” I asked concerned. Asher glanced up at me with fury written on his face. That look alone made Aerona and I want to tuck tail and run away. “One of my men has been found on my pack lands slaughtered and left almost beyond recognition. Alex and I must return to Blood Moon now.” Asher turned on his heel and walked over to the door. He ripped it open and left without a second glance.

I gulp, clutching onto Xander's hand tightly while walking further into the town square of our Pack. Everyone is out of their house, screaming, crying and howling.Each one of their eyes, same shade of black. “Careful” Xander says, pulling me aside and a car flashes past us, crashing straight into one of the house's front yard. More vehicles crash into each other, some into houses and shops.. My palm lands on my mouth at the sight of a vehicle driving over some of the people.I rush up to the crashed vehicle, pulling out a man from underneath but he only murmurs incoherent words.

Warren chuckled as he threw the first axe. Jessie screamed in pain, I was excited to see where Warren hit him. He was right he sucked at aiming with the axes. He was just throwing to hit, we would not know what damage had been done until the wheel stopped. Warren though the next two axes and I stopped the wheel. “I wish I had four axes like you have stars” Warren grumbled as he walked over.