Asher Angel Shirtless Novels & Stories

He scared her, even more so than Dylan did. " You can open your eyes now," Ashton said. Kira hesitantly lowered her to see that Ashton had only thrown on some pants, he was still shirtless. it took her a couple of minutes before she was able to divert her eyes from his well-sculpted upper body. did all Alphas look like this? Ashton indeed had more muscles than any of the other alphas she had met, but it wasn't by much, or maybe it was just because she hadn't seen any other alpha shirtless before, maybe they all looked like this

He had been in the shower so long that a cloud of steam followed behind him as he made his way out into the bedroom: the toweled god of the shower descending into the human realm in a warm, ethereal mist. Ash wore a large men’s shirt with a band logo on it. It was long enough to cover her like a short dress. Her sleepwear consisted exclusively of large men's shirts that she collected from working backstage at concerts and stage promotions. Sometimes bands would leave behind their unsold merch; most times they were just free shirts that the production team would hand out as uniforms to the workers. Ash worked a lot of odd jobs around the city when she had time off from school. She would have

“You feel so good.” “Asher.” Olivia's moans followed next. From here, I could make out her pointy nails digging deep into Asher's back. Asher on the other hand was shirtless, and I could make out sweat dripping down his chest and abs. If I was being honest, I wasn't sure he had any other piece of clothing on, and I could barely make out the V of his body. “Don't stop. Don't stop.

“Like when I got married they’re insisting on that ridiculous ‘the bride and groom can’t see each other before the wedding’ rule.” Asher chuckled, shaking his head while Finn’s lips curled up. Ronan noticed it and raised his brows. “Wait, why it looks like you said fuck that rule?” Finn chuckled and met both of their gazes, “No one can separate me from my angel,” saying that he turned to take off his shirt to change into his suit only to reveal a chest and neck covered in fresh heckies . Asher and Ronan looked at the scratches on his back with interest before all three of their men’s eyes met with a smile.

I can tell the desks at the other side are for the roomies on the other side but the desks leaning on my side of the wall are for me and I'm guessing the other is for her, Jasmine. "Heya. Ashlyn here. You can call me Ash." She said. She's wearing a baby pink short sleeve shirt which fits her torso well and outlines her slim upper body figure, and a pleated mini skirt. A thin black belt is on her waist as well as a silver heart chained belt. Her legs are covered with furry pink leg warmers, one stretched up to her knee and the other is a few inches above her ankle. She has sneaker-boots on as well.

Everyone is sweating, dancing, drinking, losing themselves in the chaos. And in the center of it all is Asher himself. He stands near the makeshift DJ booth wearing red leather pants that hang low on his hips and nothing else. His chest is bare, showing off the defined abs and broad shoulders that have half the girls in school obsessed with him. His dark hair is messy, his grin wide and cocky as he surveys his domain. "ASHER!" a group of girls scream as he walks past them. He winks, and they practically melt. "This party is insane!" someone shouts.

Afterall, it’s not like we would meet again. That’s why I was stunned to see him here now. Good thing he had no idea this was my town. Murmuring to myself, I glanced around for Faith and Cassie only for my gaze to rest on Asher. The guy was indeed as gorgeous as they were saying. He looked super cool in his white turtle neck and a fanciful black waistcoat which he flew open. He let his hair fall over his face and he had on this dark shades. Well unfortunately, I think our eyes met.

“I mean to a man.” “To a man I’d look breathtaking”—Ashley said the last word with air quotes—“naked and that would be a lot cheaper.” Jessica laughed. “Well, if you’re bold enough to strip down naked for him, good for you.” “Jess, stop teasing me.” “Okay, okay.” Jess admired the crimson lace. “But say what you will, I think it’s worth it.” “Then you should get it,” Ashley said with sincerity. She knew Jessica loved this kind of thing and she felt a little bad calling it slutty when she was just reacting to her own insecurities about the situation with Dare.

A deep groan followed before heavy footsteps stopped on the other side. The door swung open and immediately, that irritation in Ash’s eyes flickered, giving way for shock. He straightened, jaw ticking. My brain stalled. Mainly because the PowerPoint presentation I’d stored in my head suddenly vanish… and the fact that Ash stood in front of me, shirtless. His muscles rippled, the black in across his chest stretching any time he moved. Quit staring. “Hey.” I forced out. His eyes narrowed slightly as he leaned on the doorway, the wood groaning under his weight.

I knit my brows, trying to comprehend how finding those flowers in Asher’s bedroom made me feel when I heard the door click open and I swiftly turned around, drawing back the curtains how they were before. Asher entered the room. His eyes skimmed from the flowerpots to me. I peered at him, breathing heavily as the pounding in my chest got worse. He calmly walked into the room, closing the door behind him. “I think I owe you an apology,” he said, strutting closer to me. I don’t know why I took a step back, feeling the curtains flutter behind me. He stood shirtless before me in black pants. The scratch marks of my nails were still fresh on his skin. From his tattooed back to his neck, to his c