Ashley Graham R34 Novels & Stories

“No I have to rest now. Thank you for the invitation into your pack mating ceremony. By tomorrow I’ll sign the contract.” Liam walked out of the throne room and left to head for his room. As he walked up the stairs down the dark valley, he bumped right into a familiar scent. He looked down and saw it was Ashley. She was no longer in her beautiful dress, but she was standing in a very ugly dress with plain colors. It had tears around but it didn’t hide how beautiful she was. On anyone they would have looked hideous but on Ashley, she still looked beautiful and her curves flaunted on the very shabby and shapeless dress.

Alpha Asher's voice was rough and commanding, "My men will be going around the room to help with your techniques." "Lola." His deep voice pulled me from my explicit thoughts. Mason gave me a sympathetic look, while Breyona smirked. I walked over to Alpha Asher, my heart thumping in my chest. My heart nearly stopped entirely when Chelsea twitched up to Alpha Asher. She was wearing a sports bra that must've been four sizes too small. Her bre*sts were nearly popping out of the low cut tank top she wore. Her shorts were hiked up so high the bottoms of her b*tt cheeks poked out.

He shifted back twice, his hands dropping off my collar as he looked from Luciana to me. "I was given a second chance to come back for those who killed me. I know all your secrets. You think you can take over Oakstone with a plot from Luciana? Never!" My eyes gleamed with satisfaction. "And now your beloved mate is paying the price. The poison will take care of her soon enough." Greg's face hardened, his eyes blazing with determination. "I won't let you hurt her, Ashley. I won't let you win." Greg rushed forward and crashed into me. I stood still, deliberately not avoiding his attack. Greg's hands wrapped around my throat, squeezing tightly.

With the strength that Kelly had displayed when dealing with Gael and Leonard, they knew that the weak Ashton would be no match for him. And sure enough, after a few exchanges, Ashton was being pushed behind. Kelly was aggressive and he did not give Ashton time to attack him. But Ashton was not giving up easily. He was a born alpha. He had been through too much and he did not feel like he could be defeated by the single Kelly.

POV: Rhea Mooncrest "You’re hurting, Ash. I can feel the tether fraying, and it’s pulling the air right out of my lungs." Rhea stood in the center of the Mooncrest library, her hands clutching the edges of a mahogany desk so hard the wood groaned. The silver veins in her forearms weren't just glowing; they were pulsing with a rhythmic, violent light that matched the erratic heartbeat of the man standing across from her. Ash Ryder, her Alpha, her mate, looked like he was being dismantled from the inside out. His golden eyes were bloodshot, the iris bleeding into the white as he fought to hold onto the psychic connection that had defined their lives since the awakening.

"By then, my dear sister will finally understand that without your noble protection, she is nothing but dirt beneath your feet." Hearing this, Damien felt a strange wave of irritation. He forced himself to halt, but no one noticed that his tightly clenched fists were trembling from extreme restraint. Sharp nails dug deep into his hard palm. Crimson drops of Noble blood dripped from between his pale fingers, hitting the cold floor. I dragged my heavy suitcase and found a dilapidated motel on the edge of the city center. The air was thick with the acrid smell of bleach and cheap tobacco. The wallpaper was peeling, and the carpet was covered in stains.

Then he drags that gaze to Rylan, as he smiled lazily. Glancing out the window, I wonder how much force it would take for me to make it through and plummet to my death, just to escape this situation. "So great to see you, Alpha," Asher says smoothly, shaking hands with Rylan while patting the side of his arm warmly. I can hardly see the relationship between the two. One of Desire, the other of Purity. Their stark differences would suggest hostility between the two, however, they look rather warm toward each other.

The Alpha's gaze paused there for a second, and the wolf gulped. Asher's lenses then glided over the girl's 34D-sized breasts, which rose and fell with every inhale and exhale her lungs performed. Without wanting to, his mind ran with the imagination of Miranda's naked chest on display for his greedy orbs to feast on, and Asher groaned at the thought of the color of her nipples as well as the taste of her buds rubbing on his tongue. Asher growled and shook his head defiantly. No. Then he looked further down over the girl's flat abdomen. Then, the Alpha's pupils started moving towards dangerous grounds. When the sight of the human's belt buckle registered in the Alpha's optical nerve, he blin

I shuttered as I replied hurriedly. "That settles it, Welcome to the Wild Crest Pack, Evelyn." The Alpha smiled as he looked at me. "Thank you very much, Alpha," I said, trying to force myself to bow, but I was too weak to do anything. I stumbled back to the floor when I tried to get up. "Evelyn, there's no need for you to thank me, I can see that you've been through enough." The Alpha smiled as he stood up from his seat walking slowly towards me.

The day went by quickly. Ashley spent most of it in her room planning her grand comeback. Her new identity was her greatest strength. No one knew who she really was and she could shoot her targets without anyone ever knowing it was her. She decided to clad herself in a knee length, red lace evening dress, adorned with glittering silver sequin bordering the deep V neck line and the same design around the slim of her waist. The colour, chosen to reflect the vengeance in her heart.