Ashlee Martinez Novels & Stories

She took a deep breath to calm her nerves, putting on an eager smile as she also made her way towards the field. “Your highness..” She called out immediately she was close to Alston. Alston turned back and squinted his eye at the lady in front of him. Red lipsticks, string scented perfume, a face that’s almost bearing resemblance to Arya and something about her aura that didn’t want him to move close to her. He had definitely seen her somewhere, “My lady..” he nodded curtly before turning back to continue watching the soldiers fighting. “You must have forgotten my highness, I’m Ashlynn, the late chief priestess twin sister. I came..” she started but in the blink of an eye, Alstons head and e

She said but Char’s face went paler than usual and she dropped her fork on her plate. “ Please don’t call me that.” She mumbled “ I’m sorry?” Vanessa asked confused by her statement “ What's wrong?” Alex asked her, pulling her closer to him. “ That's just what he called me” she mumbled, stuffing her mouth full of spaghetti again. I smirked as she ate her food, getting sauce all over her face. Talking to Alex and his parents about current pack events was a good distraction. Until Raymond brought up the Luna ceremony. I know it’s Alex's dad but the confusion and pain she’s going through right now, that sounds like the last thing we should be discussing. Waiting for Alex to disagree except hear

Alexei had ordered to change her dress, but it still got stained with her blood. “Welcome to the list, Esteban”

I don’t want any trouble with the other alphas in the alliance, so she’s equally as off-limits, under our protection whenever she’s around. About twenty people have shown up at the pit tonight so far. Stasia’s here with a few of her girlfriends, shooting back vodka and cackling at a story one of them is telling. The more she drinks, the louder and more obnoxious that laugh of hers is. She’s acting like last night never even happened, which I suppose is par for the course with her. I piss her off, she hooks up with one of my friends to try to get a rise out of me, and when it doesn’t work, she comes crawling back anyways. That girl’s like a fucking disease.

Damian and Sabrina were always close, and his death got her traumatized of losing someone, and also blame herself from not able to shift and defend her family. One of the poisoned guard mind-link me before his death, telling what he saw. Just before preparing for his duty, he catch a sight of our gamma, Meghan, put some strange powder into her muffins batter, but he never got suspicious, as she loves to share her baked goods to all pack members, and never once something bad happened. I managed to catch Randall after killing his mate with my own hands, she was about to throwing silver dagger toward Sabrina and I ripped off her head. Randall was in pain upon the severed mate bond. I gave him a

Ashley blushed hard, her face pink and swollen with emotions. "Young lady, Are you an Alpha? Alpha Alfred asked, referring to Ashley. "In flesh and in blood, sir, and all my life, I was groomed to be a bold and strong Alpha female who would be capable of supporting her mate and possibly becoming a Luna in the future," Ashley answered proudly with an aura of authority.

“Uhm… no… I mean… Dale must be very sorry for making you feel that way. I’m sure he doesn’t know all of this that's why…” “I guess so…by the way” Ashley seriously looked at me. “Who are you? You’ve been asking me a lot and are very concerned about him. What is your relationship with Dale?” “Actually, I’m---” “She’s a friend” Chelsea answered before I could even speak. “I've never seen you before. You’re not familiar either. What’s your name?” “I’m Zae… Aliyah Zae Garza” “Your name sounds familiar to me but I just can’t remember where I heard it”

She sits at one of the tables, sipping what appears to be a martini, and her face contorts in disgust after her first sip. I chuckle, tilting my head as I observe her. She wears a sash, but due to the distance and dim lighting, I am unable to decipher its inscription. "Gelo," I utter, the name of my beta. "I desire to know the message on her sash." Gelo chuckles next to me, catching my eye. "It's her twenty-second birthday. Her sash says to buy her a drink. I've sent you, her details." My phone vibrates a moment later. I pull it out of my pocket, her username shining brightly on the screen. The temptation to ignore this perfect chance tugs at me, but I can't resist the mystery of the unknown

she said slowly. Alessia didn’t deny it. She couldn’t anymore. Then, after a brief pause, she added something else. “There’s more.” Both her parents looked at her now. Alessia hesitated, but only briefly. “Her face... it looked familiar,” she said. “Like I’ve seen her before.” A beat. “We actually look alike.” The room went still. Solen’s expression tightened instantly. “That’s impossible,” she said sharply. “She can’t be her. She died in that crash. There was a body brought back to Marta. It was confirmed.”

She did not want to waste her chance roasting the man who cheated on her best friend. "You mean you're that Ash-" "Yes... He's that Ashton Grey. The one that owned that big fashion company. AG Atelier, remember? The company used to hold a lot of design contests for art students before. Ashley and I used to participate in those contests before and we often told you that, you know... What a turn of events, Ashley ended up marrying the owner of that company," Hana kept roasting the guy harshly.