Asher Angel Bulge Novels & Stories

every lullaby whispered while she was off playing hero in Cincinnati. “You will be a dead woman,” she snarled, voice low and deadly, the sound of alpha energy sparking and crackling like wildfire around us. I cocked my head, lingering over the deliciousness of it, letting her anger spill over me like champagne. “Go ahead, Aurelia. Hit me. Rip me apart.” I threw my arms wide in a mock gesture, welcoming the attack. “But this is what you don’t understand… There’s a little chip connected to the base of Asher’s skull. If you harm me or if you make a false move, I press a button and it goes off. Boom. No more little Asher.”

Immediately I heard a wasp flash across me and felt pains on my cheeks I touched it and felt a sticky substance......it was blood I turned to see Kim flying in the air trying to attack me again.... I simply flung him to a tree and he yelled in pains I think he broke his spinal cord I moved towards ava and immediately Asher and Angela stood in my way "I don't know what you are doing here or what you want but stay away from us! "Angela yelled Asher tried to attack me and I quickly dodge..... I couldn't face against Asher and I knew that because he was an angel..... although he hasn't fully uncovered his powers yet

If you look again,I will gouge your eyes out believe it or not" Zachary said with a cold voice making shiver run down the man spine and he hurriedly said. "Alright, didn't you want to compete with me?,then let's start now" "Alright then" Asha said taking a basket at the side for selecting the stones. "Are you really sure about this?" Angel asked Asha nervously. "Relax I Know what am doing, remember you owe me twenty thousand dollars" Asha said. "That's when I see it with my one eyes, Do you think I will believe you can see through jades, don't be kidding,you are the one owing me" Angel said pouting.

Ashara sat curled in Zev’s arms, her face buried in his chest as her shoulders shook with silent sobs. Zev held her tightly, his chin resting gently on her head, his fingers stroking her back in slow, soothing motions. Around them, Zev’s friends gathered, their usual teasing demeanor replaced with quiet concern. No one said much—what words could possibly undo the pain of a father’s slap or the weight of nearly crossing into death’s grasp? Ashara had walked into a storm, into forbidden land, into the heart of vampire territory—into hell. And somehow, she had come back unharmed. That alone was a miracle.

she declared, her voice laced with anticipation. Intrigued, Alarina and Emily leaned in, their curiosity piqued by Ashley’s cryptic words. They watched with bated breath as she closed her eyes, a sense of anticipation building within the room. Seconds stretched into eternity before Ashley finally opened her eyes, revealing a sight that sent shivers down their spines. Her irises glowed with an otherworldly hue, a deep shade of purple that seemed to pulsate with an inner light. As Ashley extended her hand, long, purplish claws emerged from her fingertips, their razor-sharp edges glinting in the dim light. Alarina and Emily recoiled in awe, their minds struggling to comprehend the sight before

I pulled back from the crowd when the discussion was coming to an end, and it dawned on me that they weren’t hypnotized. Ashley had truly gained their genuine love for her, with the good works of her hand, but this was so baffling for me. Ashley whom I know, is more like a villain, who doesn’t care about the people she hurts just to get whatever she wants. How is she like an angel here? Oh, goodness. What exactly do I believe? ~ Later that night, after the whole celebration, I went back to the room, and pulled off my clothes, then went into the bathroom to have a shower to wash off the whole stress, and sweat.

"Yes, yes!" Angel screamed, her fingernails elongating into claws as she dragged her fingers over the rug, leaving deep gouges in the expensive material. Still Layon continued until he heard her panting as though she couldn't take much more. He'd lost count of how many times she'd cliJasoned and the lazy-eyed, sated expression upon her face told him he'd done his job well. With one more thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, spilling his essence into her, hoping that one day it might take root and they might produce the next alpha of the Silverdale pack.

“Let me help you, Rose.” “It wouldn't hurt, would it?” She asked with a shaky voice. “Have I ever hurt you?” I got no reply to that. “Okay…so how do you get in?” She asked instead. “Close your eyes and try to breathe evenly; you could do that, right?” “Y..yes, please Emmet hurried up. The only strength I've got is on my tongue, my body is closing up on me.” Just as she spoke, I turned into a thick cloud of ash. My eyes went into flames.

It seemed like the end was seconds away. "No!!" The scream came from the side, raw and desperate. Ashley, who was still standing and watching the drama uphold chest heaving heavily, screamed. Her hair was a mess, her clothes were shredded, and she was covered in the dust of the battle, but her eyes were burning with a fire that hadn't died out when the magic did. She looked like she was vibrating with a need that hadn't been satisfied. Everyone turned to face her. The warriors, the newcomers, and even Vhagar looked over his shoulder, his grip on Viktor’s throat loosening just enough for the man to suck in a raspy, wheezing breath.

The old man lay sprawled across the stone, chest barely rising as air painfully forced its way back into his lungs. Without breaking stride, Julian turned to Maya, his chest rising and falling heavily beneath his tailored shirt. The adrenaline of the confrontation still hummed in the heavy air between them, charging the space with a raw, dangerous magnetism. He reached out, his long fingers wrapping around her arm and pulling her firmly against his side as the distant sound of approaching pack security echoed down the arched hallway.