Ashley Mott Novels & Stories

“Who is he, anyways?” “A friend of Chase’s,” I groan. “And Chase is…?” I pin her with a dubious stare. “Uh, the Alpha from Norbury, the one who cracked my phone? Were you not listening to anything I told you yesterday?” The smug grin that comes to her lips tells me she had no lapse in memory- she was testing my reaction. Sneaky bitch. “That’s right,” she snaps. “The sexy one.”

He put his hand on my head and ruffled my hair, "Of course it's something to do with you. You get under his skin like loiasis." "Loiasis?" I questioned. "It's a parasitic worm that lives under the skin and itches like hell," he said with a wide smile. "That's you. You are the worm." "Ew, Mateo I'm tryna eat," the girl complained as she lifted her panini. "Gee thanks," I muttered. "Do I look like a parasitic worm to you?" "Oh, this is Allison," Mateo said, gesturing to the girl, "Allison, this is Ella."

“Go in there and pack up. Leave right now. I have another chef who’ll do a better job than this rubbish you’ve done.” Ashley’s jaw tightened as she watched Nonna kneel, begging. But behind Quinn’s calm expression something dark flickered. Ashley Knowles wasn’t always this calm, she’d been called sassy and rude for a reason back in Desert MC.

“Alpha… who’s behind it?” I met his eyes. “Her name is Tatiana, also known as Marissa.” I said. “She was presumed dead within the pack years ago. Had it not been for her, I wouldn’t be standing here today. However, there has been a shift, and somehow, she’s not. She’s walking again. Bringing things with her. Things that should’ve stayed buried. And whatever she has as a reason, it is not going to be ending in our favor.” Another voice from the back, female, strong. “What does she want? We were her family, why would she be attacking us?”

She led the way forward, her jaunty ponytail swinging between her shoulder blades. Without meaning to, I let my eyes wander down to her ass. “I’m not working until later but-“ she turned to me with a smile. “Am I going to fast for you old man?” My eyebrows shot up. “Are you teasing me already?” Hurrying to catch up with her, I grinned down at her. “Sorry I couldn’t resist and you really aren’t that old. What are you twenty five?” “Twenty six and you’re-“ “Nineteen.” Stopping dead she thrust out her hand. Warm because of the coffee she had been holding in it. “I’m Allesia Moretti.”

The table was set for two, not three, when the invitation masquerading as an order he’d received during cleanup in Chicago had mentioned both his parents would be in attendance tonight. “She decided not to fly out from New York after watching you and your team on the news. You know how much she hates watching you work. It puts her in a mood.” Charlotte Adamson, was from the British Royal family. A true socialite who only worked the elite circles of society in a dozen countries, Charlotte came from old money tied to tech companies, real estate, and water rights. Her family was known more nowadays for their multibillion dollar ownership of a luxury cruise line that ferried wealthy customers ar

Ash rolls her eyes and sticks out her tongue. "I would love to see you anain, umm, I'm sorry but you haven't told me your name love," Rick says with a big beautiful smile. Unfortunately, Ash just stood there with her mouth open but no words came out. 'Oh, just great, now I've gone mute!' Ash thought, but thank god for Kim and Toni for noticing and stepping up beside her. "Her name is Ashley, Ash for short." Kim says while both her and Toni look to Ash with small smiles.

Maybe that's what I deserve. ******** Rachel I entered the inside not thinking much about this mere conversation with Daniel, yeah it's true that he once was my best friend, someone who was older than me yet someone with whom felt deeply connected, he was someone who always protected me when someone at school bullied me, because of silence and introverted nature, even without knowing the fact that we are someone connected we were connected, he was my protector, someone with I shared all my secret, because I know he will hurt me even unintentionally. But things change drastically when my mom died when I was fifteen. I don't know from where my father, whom I never knew came in taking in his ho

Alex POV I hate to admit that I was wrong. I was wrong for thinking she couldn’t handle everything that’s been thrown at her. I was wrong for thinking I could protect her without hurting her as well. She finally left the bedroom all dressed up and showered. She still isn’t talking to me but when we passed each other this morning I got a small smile. I’m not sure what it was about but the bakery is finished and I’m kind of excited to show her it. Maybe it’ll get her to talk to me again.

“She says I have a power. Something she lacks. And I feel it, Alexandro. I feel it growing. But I don’t know what it is. I don’t even know how to use it.” He brushed a strand of hair from her face. “Whatever it is, we’ll find it. Together. Just hold on a little longer.” “I’ve tried,” she said, voice cracking. “Every night, I try to reach you. I reached my wolf. I named her Nene. She told me she can help… but not while I’m trapped like this.” Alexandro closed his eyes for a moment, struggling to contain the surge of rage that built inside him. “Solmyra won’t win. Whatever she’s after, whatever power she seeks—it’s yours. And I swear, I won’t let her take it.”