Ash X Shauna Novels & Stories

She clenched her fist hard at the sight of Claire. The boys pulled down their hood and she recognized one of them. It was Alex. For the first time, she looked at Alex directly in the face. He has black and curly hair, and green eyes, full eyes brows and long eyelashes. Ashley didn't notice that before, maybe she was just too upset to notice it. She was lost staring at Alex until a slap landed on her cheek. A slap that brought her back to reality. It was Claire. "I swear I'm gonna kill his girl" She fumed inside, struggling to free herself again. Veins popped up on the side of her neck.

I smile softly as he motions me closer. Have we heard from Sinful in the past week where everything has changed? No. That scares me the most. Since Asher came back, he reclaimed full control over his Pack, retiring Shanae, the crazy lady who had sacrificed me in the first place back to where she had come from. Still. No Sinful is extremely unnerving. He's getting into my head without being here, which is something only he could achieve. "Alaya," Asher prompts, as he steps into the water. I sit up, watching him. "Are you coming?"

She just hoped the woman fooled Ash long enough. "What should we do?" she asked Ash frantically. He looked up at her and said the magic words in his gruff voice. "Go get help." Shania nodded and with a last look at the pair on the floor, she ran out of the washroom and straight out of the main doors of the casino into the chill night. Without a backward glance at her former prison she stepped onto the waiting bus and breathlessly counted the seconds until it pulled away from the casino and headed to the city.

“I thought you said you didn’t want any details?” “I don’t, so don’t share. You scarred me for life in other ways. Let’s not add your sex life to that list.” “What? My combat jacks don’t count?” Xander pulled a horrified face. “You’re not supposed to remind me of that!” Kira left the kitchen laughing, feeling a little lighter despite having the sinking feeling that something good had slipped through her fingers that morning... ________________________

Ashly is craving for uni sashimi, and Alex just about down with anything Ashly likes to eat, since Ashly has very good taste for food. Alex swings my club and hit the ball. It goes far, but it ends up in the bunker. Alex scratches his head, while Ashly mockingly claps her hands and exclaims, "not bad, not bad." Ashly takes her shot and the ball lands on the green. She glances at Alex with a smirk and Alex fake-kicks her buttocks. "Ready to lose?" Ashly teases. Alex sticks out his tongue at her. He really knows how to bring out his childish competitive side.

said Xenorr coaxingly Ash's mental state is a complete chaos, he can’t seem to distinguish between reality and his past. His mind was like a raging fire aiming toward the thing he desires most, the thirst for blood and vengeance blocking his feeling of pain. The will to pay back is stronger than the flowing blood, immuning to the pain because his inside was more numb. “How can you get to them in this state?” asks Xenorr trying to calm Ash’s mind “You are weak” “I don’t care. I just want revenge, wanting to taste their blood while watching them in pain” Ash casually stated his desired action in such a nonchalant manner

“Victoria fired back. She didn't want to be defeated like that, so she aimed, shot, and wounded her work wife.” “Oh no.” She giggled in anticipation. “Oh yes.” I leaned in. “She exposed Lana for sleeping with her uncle.” Susan froze. Then, “Excuse me? What?” “And not just that,” I added. “While dating his son.” I shoved popcorn in my mouth, done with the main bombs. There was a full three seconds of silence. Then Susan screamed.

Ash’s POV The roar of the clubhouse hit me before I even turned off my engine. Laughter, shouts and the sound of bottles clinking rent the air and for a moment, I wonder how they could easily fall back into their normal lives less than twelve hours after an attack. It was chaos the way I remembered it, but somehow louder and more… non challant. Inside, the air was thick with smoke and sweat. A few brothers cheered when they saw me, others nodded, their eyes sharp, reading me like they weren’t sure what version of Ash had come back.