Novel & Cerita Ash X Miette

Ashr pulled me into his arms and kissed me. "Be my boyfriend Zax, please, I swear I'll remain faithful and true to only you," he said sincerely. I looked at him and replied,"sure Ashr, I'd be honored." So Ashr and I were going steady. We both showered together. I rubbed the blue medicine on my asshole and felt fantastic. Apparently Ashr had taken a lot of the canisters and had them stored in his lower levels. We are currently sitting in the living room with maps spread out trying to decide where to have our mound. A beeping sound came from the back of his butt and Asher grabbed his communication device out of his back pocket and answered," this is Zaxher." I cocked my brow at him and chuckle

Cameron said, sounding angry. "Fucking VIK!" Alex said, with a surprising amount of fury, "That barbarous, bloodthirsty, MOTHERFU.." he trailed off suddenly as Ash sat up, staring at him, confused. "What..?" she said sleepily, looking around at the others, before her gaze landed on the TV, now showing images of the destruction of all three buildings. Her eyes widened, and she stood, seeming to forget that she was naked apart from the blanket, that dropped to the floor.

“Oh wait, you blew them up.” Mae’s face turned so red she thought her skin might peel from heat alone. She shot to her feet, backing away from the bed like it might burn her. Her hands tugged the hem of her shirt down, panic rising in her throat. “Nothing happened,” Ashar said flatly, his voice low and even. Riven lifted his mug in mock salute. “Didn’t say it did. Just pointing out the whole ‘cuddled like bonded mates’ thing.”

“I—uh… I’m not interrupting anything, am I?” Lauren’s cheeks burned hotter, but she met his gaze head-on. “Just… clearing the air.” Mitch cracked a grin, brushing a stray hair from her face. “We’ll keep it down.” Axel shook his head, a small, reluctant smile tugging at his lips. “Good. Because we’ve got a city to burn down, and a girl to bring home.” Lauren pushed herself up from the table, still breathless. “No distractions.”

he says grabbing Xander, pulling him into his grip, he kisses him deeply, then buries his nose in his neck…. Mates … I still don’t get why they do that. I wanted that. “Oh fuck, no! Thanks Arkham, now my man smells just like you!” Austin whines in an irritated tone. Pulling his face in disgust. I laugh out loud… “You are so welcome… I told you, now he is mine” “I’m never falling for your sweetness again” says Xander, trying to hide the humour in his eyes. “We need to get going, where is Ash?” Xander asks.”

I sighed inwardly and answered firmly, "Yes. Mr. Hartness, please leave. Stop disturbing us." Whether it was the distant way I addressed him or my admission that I didn't love him anymore and had fallen for someone else, it was all a heavy blow to Cole. He staggered away, looking like his soul had been sucked out of him. I gave Timothy an awkward smile. After some hesitation, I explained, "Cole is… a bit hard to shake off. I only said all that to make him give up. I hope you don't mind, Mr. Greer." He waved it off as if it were nothing, his eyes full of amusement. "It's fine. It's a pleasure to meet you, Isabel. I think we could be friends."

The ash settled. Mara exhaled shakily. “He’s playing with us.” Ava looked back once. The paw prints had vanished. Only the black tree remained, silent and watching. “We’re coming for him,” she whispered. The path beyond the clearing narrowed into what looked like an old riverbed. The ash had given way to a thin film of red moss that clung to the stones like dried blood. Even the air felt heavier here, tasting of copper and smoke. Mara kept her bow out now, an arrow nocked but not drawn. “This was all green when I came through last year,” she whispered. “He’s poisoned it.”

Agreement. A mutter stirs from the shadows nearby. I don’t turn fast enough to see who says it. Just the words: “Mate-killer.” Kael doesn’t react. I don’t ask.

As Charles was pushed into the incinerator, Logan filmed the entire process and put it up on my social media page. However, there was no response. Logan’s patience ran thin. He spammed me with voice messages. “Coral, if you don’t show up now, I’ll dump your father’s ashes straight into the sewer. “You’ll never find him again. “This is your final chance to show yourself to me.” Logan had never sent me so many messages since Elise came into our lives. However, his attempts to communicate were met with silence. Time went by. Slumping against his bench, Logan clenched the phone in his hand.