Ashley Lucero Novels & Stories

Her delusional mind was shattered into pieces and her heart trembled with fear at the possibility that something terrible might happen and foil her plans. So, that day…… the conversation between Mark and Jay… was not a dream. It is true that Maya is alive and mated to the legendary alpha Ashton! She is also a luna, and of a powerful pack! "Jesus! What did I do?" Lily almost shoved her head into the wall.

Her body was well-toned. I inhaled sharply as she walked in without uttering a word. She walked around me as I swallowed hard, wondering what she wanted from me. She looked at me from head to toe with her arms folded before coming to a stop in front of me. “Guess you are not that special after all,” she said as I swallowed hard, my eyes meeting with Kasper’s eyes. She chuckled softly as she gazed at me. “Well, I’m Ashley and I’m the Luna of this pack” She introduced himself to me as I looked at Kasper,

Ashley whispered and it sent chills down her spine. "Now walk." Luna wanted to be mad, she wanted to be angry. She knew if she did anything, she could lose her life. "Please let me go, I can't go back to Gabriel !" Luna pleaded to Ashley, but it was futile. Ashley is the direct sister of Gabriel , a stripper and an assassin. Even though she is fully aware, she is still pretending in hope that Ashley would support her and not Gabriel . "Please, let me go, I will do anything." They walked along past a couple of people but she handled herself well. She knew better not to yell, talk or even do what is not expected of her.

Her eyes those haunting, too-old eyes, were watching Liora as if she was still being written, still being judged, Liora hadn’t expected the past to wear such a small face. She crouched in front of Ashen, not out of fear, but out of instinct. The air shimmered around the girl, warping reality in subtle flickers, rocks shifted slightly, as if caught between what they were and what they might become. Liora could feel it in her spine: Ashen didn’t belong to this world. Not fully. Not yet. “You remember me,” Ashen said softly. Liora nodded. “I do.” “You buried me.”

“Remember when I talked to you about finding someone to take care of Asher for us?” We never had any conversation. Lucien gives me a tight-lipped smile. “Of course, Cara.” “Yes.” I stretch a hand towards Lucy and grin. “Noemi gave the recommendation! Her name is Lucy, and I trust Noemi.” Lucy is entirely confused and opens her mouth to probably say she doesn’t know any Noemi, but Asher speaks up. “You smell like oranges.” He tilts his head. Lucy lets out a startled laugh and bends to ruffle Asher’s hair.

The pack that has been full of life, has now been deserted and everything was in disorder. “Just who did we offend? Why is Lucien targeting us? Does he want us to become rogues? Why did he even not give us a chance to surrender?” someone complained. Asher looked on without saying anything. He was the current alpha of the Jones pack and he had indeed received a gesture of good will from Lucien, but just like other young alphas, he felt that Lucien was too arrogant. He and others have been the giants of city N, and now someone of an unknown origin wanted to order them around? That is why he had talked to his grandfather if he could convince other families to go against Lucien, that is why they

"In two days." "Is he a member of any organisations?" "He plays soccer at the town club every Thursday night." "Soccer huh?" Luciano said with a grin. "Where does her work?" "He's a history teacher at the school." "When I say the word 'Lycan', what do you think of?" "Twilight, Harry Potter... I don't know... " I looked at Luciano and we exchanged diabolic smirks. Her heartbeat didn't raise irregularly once. She's not lying.

I stood there long after she had gone, the empty corridor stretching in both directions, my hands sliding lazily into my pockets, the corners of my mouth tugging upward into a grin I didn’t bother to disguise. A low chuckle broke from me, not loud, not rushed, but steady, deliberate, the kind of laugh that filled the silence without needing company. Watching her storm away, I felt a flicker of interest sharpen inside me. Ashley. Always running, always swearing she was free of Lucien, yet always circling back, her heart chained to him in ways she’d never admit, in ways she could never untangle. She thought her lies made her untouchable. To me, they made her transparent. Predictable. Useful.

Her eyes widened in shock as she finally had a clue who he was talking about. Turning back to Kristoff, she questioned him to ask some confirmation. “…Don’t tell me….?” Lucas suddenly popped from behind him and replied to her question. “Quentin Montenegro is his son.” If she were in an anime, she would be able to hear the thunder roaring behind her. Alisha suddenly remembered her previous thoughts and felt like crying. ….so she really is a failure as a secretary as expected... ....................

It was a typical work day at the pack house for Ashly. On the right of her desk sat a mug (lacking tea) and a frame with her family picture in it. To the left were some reports that needed her signature and review. She usually checks on food, children, and women. It's her duty as Luna to take care of everyone in the Moonlight Pack. Everyone really loves her and accepts her as her mate, but Ashly already knows it will never happen. For her heat, she is already taking pills; she really doesn't want to disturb Alex.