Ashe X Mccree Novels & Stories

I asked, already bracing for something ridiculous. “The legendary Ashford twins will be there.” She giggled—actually giggled. “And Alexander is my crush.” I couldn’t help the eye roll that escaped. “Who are these legendary ‘Ashford twins’?” Adeline pressed a hand dramatically to her chest. “Adrian and Alexander Ashford. Sons of Wolfe Ashford. Wolfe is a business tycoon and a retired biker.” She paused for emphasis. “And he owns the biggest MC in London. A2 MC.”

He said as he started to increase the volume. I moved closer and peered into his phone. It was a video of Meredith being dragged off by the police while she yelled at Sasha. “How could you do this? I'm your friend! You backstabbing bitch.” Meredith hissed as she was dragged away. Sasha said nothing as she looked into the camera. “Meredith confessed to the crime herself…” she started to talk and the video changed to one of Meredith caught on camera talking with Sasha. “Yes, I killed that freak…she used to hang out with that fat girl…I should have killed her instead…her friend just got in the way…”

A woman's voice, composed and precise: "Ms. Mitchell. My name is Audrey Crane. I write for the Times. I've been researching a story about financial misconduct in Manhattan real estate. Caleb Stone's name has appeared in my research and I believe you may have relevant information." The cold moved through me immediately. "How did you get this number?" I said. "A source. I can't share who." A pause. "Ms. Mitchell — are you aware that the Nevada LLC is connected to a larger network of shell companies whose investors are currently under federal investigation?" I looked out the window at the city. "I'll call you back," I said, and ended the call. Then I called Patricia. "We have a problem," I said

She stood up and grabbed her hair, and in a fit of unsuppressed anger, she shouted at no one, "What the fuck did we do to them!" No one stopped her. No one silenced her... because they had the same question. Gray Pack knew very well why the Night Pack was thirsty of power, and it disgusted them. "Pack history..." Adeline chuckled softly. The former Alphas of both had been in a duel over a single woman—Alpha Xavier's mother. The former Luna of the Gray Pack was mates with the former Alpha of the Night Pack, but she had fallen in love with Alpha Xavier Night's father first, so she chose him and firmly stood by his side.

The perfect, composed Luna Camilla was unravelling before his eyes. Blaze’s smirk deepened as he took in the stunned expressions of the assembled Alphas, council members, and guests. They stood frozen, unsure of how to react to the bombshell Asher had just dropped. And why wouldn’t they be? This was supposed to be a celebration of power, unity, and tradition. Yet here stood Asher, the prized Alpha prince, proudly declaring a child with a rogue—a half-breed, no less. The scandal was delicious.

That's it" Ashley read silently and her eyes widened. "What the hell?" She said unconsciously. "Is there a problem Ashley?" Mr Briggs asked and Mr Brown raised his head to look in her direction. "Huh? No no, it's nothing" And the she put her phone in her backpack. 'What? Owen and Edmund? Weren't those the exact same names......No way.... That's impossible..... Gosh!' She battled with her thoughts. She bowed her head in deep thought, her eyes were shut, at the same time, she was drumming her fingers on the table.

"Heard you were here. Thought I would stop by." "Sebastian." Asher's voice was carefully neutral. "What brings you to Blackpine territory?" "Scouting. We play you next week, remember?" His gaze slid to me. "And who's this?" "My girlfriend. Sierra." Asher's hand moved to my shoulder, possessive. "Sierra, this is Sebastian Crane." I stood to shake his hand, trying to be polite. The moment our skin touched, the world tilted. Vision slammed into me—ice cracking beneath skates, blood on white jerseys, Asher's face twisted in pain. A locker room. A fight. Someone falling.

As the leader of all of the Healers, Jamie felt an obligation to the others very few other members of the team could understand. He was standing in the middle of the tent, surrounded by friends and family members, people who were so glad to see him free. His wife, Ashley, a beautiful blonde who still looked like she was in her early twenties even though she had to be at least forty or forty-five by now, was draped around his waist. She still had tears streaking her face, though it looked like she wasn’t crying any more at the moment. Scott was on his dad’s other side, looking so proud and relieved.

one of the maids started. "News?" she repeated in confusion. A maid hesitantly marched up to the TV and turned it on. The explosive video of Asher Carter confessing his love to Hollywood actress Shanice Cooper has taken the world by storm. It turns out that Shanice Cooper and Asher Carter were high school sweethearts. Now what makes it even more interesting is that the business tycoon has been married for three years but it seems the old flame never died. The anchor relayed in an enthusiastic tone with their high school pictures and the short video running on screen.