Ash X Shauna Novels & Stories

"Lukas, he's in our class." "No, I mean the girl." "That was Sasha Braun and she's weird," Arya answered him. He frowned. "How is she weird?" "Dude, that Sasha doesn't talk at all. It's been too long since anyone heard her voice." Hades then shrugged and bit into his apple. "Trust us, after she screws up with the volleyball coach, she became like that," Arya stated. "They said, she was pregnant and got an abortion." "Hell yeah!" Hades agreed.

Haya refuses. "Well, prove it." Asher spoke to her and it walked away from her. "Gqgrrrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" refused Haya to stay as she watched Asher walk away. Then Tora and some of her Powerpuff Girls members also arrived "What's it like? Have you seen him?" he asked them. "No, we didn’t see him. ”said Shasha. "Tssk! It's fine, just tell me again when you see her." Haya ordered them and dismissed them.

My knees hit the red-stained snow, and the world began to tilt. Kael caught me before I hit the ground. He pulled me against his chest, his blood soaking into my dress, his heart thudding against mine. He didn't look at the carnage. He didn't look at his pack. He just looked at me. "You broke the cuffs," he whispered, his voice thick with awe and terror. "I had to," I rasped, my vision blurring. "I couldn't let him take you." He pressed his forehead to mine, his scent of pine and steel the only thing keeping me conscious. "The Council will never let you stay now, Asha. They saw what you are. They saw the fire."

Alex start the car aggressively and steers the car back to the street. He is angry and frustrated at same time but he can't do anything. It's Ash choice to choose accept their bond. If Ash want to ignore their destiny then who is Alex to stop him. No one...

He said, "You look so hot covered in my cum." When she pouted, Axel laughed and said, "Let me get a towel." "No, I think I want to shower," Shauna said while getting up. In the end, Axel and Shauna showered together, but it was another hot moment they could not avoid. They were bathing each other, lathering soap all over their bodies so Axel and Shauna were turned on again. Axel took Shauna from behind in the shower, pressing her against the bathroom glass door. Their steamy night ended in the bathroom as Shauna and Axel dozed off in bed. However, Shauna slept to return Axel a favor the next day.

I put on my fakest smile and make sure to sway my hips seductively as I walk towards them. “So, I guess I wanted to know why you would treat someone as badly as you did.” Gills are studying the floor, and Brad nervously glances between Alex and me. But Alex says nothing. Such a coward. Shauna smirks and says: Well, you are just not our type of people, I guess. We thought making a statement this way would be easier, you know. We don’t want you hanging around us anymore. We are not some charity workers that attend to the poor people. Isn't that right, Alex.” She looks over at Alex. Shauna is the typical blond posh bimbo: fake tits, fake tan, and designer clothes.

I assert, as Asher rolls his eyes. "It's a rule, you don't hit on the mafia leader’s girl," he explains, showing me Axel's name flashing on his phone and huffing in annoyance. "I'm not his girl," I object, but he rolls his eyes once more. "Hey there, brother. What's happening in—" he starts cheerfully, but his tone changes as I hear Axel's voice shouting at him from the other end of the line. "Yes, I know it's barely 10 am, but I had to kill this man... No, Xena is okay. Surprisingly, she's not shaken at all. It's like she's really adept at handling these situations. Makes you wonder, doesn't it? I believe she could handle you and your lifestyle—" Asher's words taper off as Axel launches int

That same sense of being on the edge of something irreversible. Thunder rolled again, louder this time. The lights above her buzzed, then dimmed for half a second. She looked up. Something was coming. She could feel it in her bones. She turned, sensing eyes on her. The silver-haired man watched Kael disappear down the corridor, then turned his gaze to Isla. His name was Thorne—a former Ashen sentry, now Kael’s most trusted advisor. His eyes, pale grey and sharp as flint, missed nothing.

A narrator’s voice followed: "This is not a story of survival. It’s a story of rebirth." The final frame: "Rising From the Ashes. Coming soon." It went viral within hours. Across the city, Adrian saw the video on his phone. His knuckles whitened as he clenched the device. She had just declared war in the most public, glamorous way possible. He picked up his phone. "Get me Natalie. Now." Back at the retreat, Natalie received the call. Amara glanced at the screen and arched an eyebrow. "Adrian Sinclair." Natalie took the phone and answered. "What do you want?"