Ashley Jade Books Novels & Stories

I ask. “Yeah, I am part of Alpha Jackson’s pack but since they run both packs as one anyone can cross back and forth whenever,” Alaynia answered. “Do you know who their mate is?” Zavian asked. “No, but I have heard she is some fucking hybrid.” She replied. “Her name is Emerald and yes she is a hybrid.” Scott answers. I feel her body stiffen, and I swear her body temperature rises as she jumps up from my lap. She is pissed, and I am not sure why.

Lenore wasn’t going to be any help, and Ella wasn’t about to call Rome and ask him what he thought of the outfit she’d be wearing to have dinner with Henry. She thought she looked okay. The clothes she was wearing had come directly out of Vogue’s “casual dating outfits” article that had been released a few days before, so she knew it was trendy. Were people really wearing skinny jeans as dress pants now? Apparently so. The dark denim made her figure look great, and the sparkly silver top she wore was a definite step up from what she would’ve considered to be too casual if she hadn’t picked her bottoms out of the popular magazine. She supposed her outfit was good enough. With silver heels tha

Chapter One Ashira’s POV “Ah~” Aiden seems not to mind my loud moans when its already driving me insane. He was kissing, sucking and licking on the sensitive skin of my neck while his hand is cuppin my breast. He flicked his finger on my hardened bud and I arched my back from how it sent tingles all over my body. He’s only playing with my breast and yet I feel myself reaching my edge! “Ever so lovely, Ash…” he whispered in my ears and I moaned as he nibbled my ear, gently biting on it.

Helen laughed. "Trust me. Everyone becomes curious eventually." The response caught Aisha's attention immediately. "What does that mean?" The older woman disappeared briefly between shelves before returning with three storage boxes. Each was packed with notebooks. Not files. Not medical records. Notebooks. Hundreds of them. Aisha stared. "Oh." Helen smiled knowingly. "Exactly." The first box alone contained nearly fifty journals. Each carefully labeled. Each dated. Each preserved. Aisha ran her fingers across the covers. Most showed signs of extensive use.

As much as she hates socializing, Blake and Ryan made sure she came along with them everywhere. "Fine but let me have a shower and get dressed first." Ashley grunts and gets up. (baby) "Careful there bambina, don't want your book falling out. I'd love to know more of your fantasies for future purposes." Blake jokes but somehow she could hear the tinge of seriousness in his voice.

"I could see it in your eyes that you were desperate to find the real killer." "Thank you, Detective Taylor." One month later, Aidan was executed. He died in prison. I submitted my resignation to Ravenshire State Medical Center. Then I returned to Ashford Hollow, held a funeral for Aidan, and buried his ashes. After I went back to Ravenshire, I threw everything in my house that belonged to my mother into the trash. Once everything was cleared out, I sold the house. Then I left the country and began a new life. The following spring, I received an email from Detective Taylor. Attached was a letter my mother had written in prison. Her handwriting was neater than I expected.

"When Jade's team fails, maybe we'll pick up the pieces." The werewolf said nothing. But his gaze lingered on Lysar like a silent plea. One Lysar ignored with the same ease she'd ignore a falling leaf. She had bigger games to play. Games that involved shattering Jade Ishola into dust. And maybe—if the gods were kind—watching her drown in the forest long before Kreel. :~*~: - Meanwhile — Jade's POV - Sweat clung to my skin under the mask. My back ached. My legs burned. But I didn’t slow. I couldn’t.