Ashley Mott Novels & Stories

The traffic cleared out,i zoomed off immediately. * * * * "WELCOME" Someone screamed and jumped on me. "Ashley? You are back?" Ashley has been going back and forth from Paris and America, She's one of the top model. There is no clothing line that doesn't have Ashley picture on it. "Yeah and for good this time" "For good?" "Yes,my contract with Fashion Nova ended yesterday" "Really? So what now?" "I got another contract with Black Angel" "OMG, the one with Hailey Baldwin and Kendall Jenner?"

My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed. The b**ch my step mother brought is not exclusive and will I say she is the worst. I wonder where my stepmother got heard from, who even made her think she can boss over my workers with her so-called title of a fiancee and always wearing skimpy dresses exposing an unattractive boobs thinking I will fall for that, she's not even my type. I picked up my car keys and left the office to the beach the beach

Hey , listen sis .. he is coming , I need your help , don’t let any girl to talk or touch him , well please tell me how am I looking .. Well Yolanda , you look stunning , don’t worry , your sis Is always here ..Ash be flat seeing you today Yolanda- Thankyou sis .. Yolanda- hey , sorry for late intro, I am Miss beautiful , Yolanda .. well I am a model , and also own some shares of Ash’s company .

“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.”

I replied and he finally let go of me. "Sorry Alpha," Luca said, knowing that Leo could hear. "I'm currently trying to persuade him to put me back on babysitting duty. He's a tough nut to crack but I'll get there eventually." "If he's desperate..." Mateo's voice said from behind us. "Mateo, hey," I said, "How are you?" He shrugged and sat on top of the garden table just by us, "I saw Allison this morning. She's still distraught." "Well... one of her closest friends was murdered right in front of her," Luca said, "It's going to take more than a week to heal from that."

"Just as I know, you haven't slept for three weeks. You try to hide it with your make-up, but anyone who pays attention to close detail could see the bags under your eyes. Which indicates that something major has happened in your life and you aren't coping well. You must have found out that Ashly was telling the truth about her being your sister and about her ignoring you every time you wanted to speak to her. It hurts so much that you cry yourself to sleep. I can also tell that you have a habit of biting your nails when you get nervous, as the paint is chipping off. You also haven't warned your parents about the perfume you normally use, which means you either ran out of it or left it at yo

the low baritone voice shouts out, “I started with absolutely nothing, but a pair of jeans, a shirt and hiking boots.” We both spin around in our seat as Maddon walks out of the restaurant with a small woman under his arm, her hair is black and curly, she’s short and, full figured as I like to call it and my mouth hangs open. He stops dead and looks over her head at us and smiles, “now way,” he yells out and my eyes widen as he turns towards us and walks over. He almost stumbles on his words, “Al…, Liam, Ashley is that you?”

The Devotion Pack has been almost empty, after the Alpha disappeared, and rumours of Phantom Wolves roaming around scared Pack members away. Adrian crosses him from the list. "How about Grayson?" I hesitate, lifting my head from where I was brushing lint off my jeans. Grayson? "Who's that again?" I ask. The name Grayson doesn't ring a bell in my head, which is strange, since I'm familiar with most Alphas. "Alpha of Freedom," Adrian informs me. No wonder. Shaking my head, I slip off the edge of the desk, and take the pen from Adrian's hand, proceeding to draw a thick red line over the name. My blonde haired assistant stares at me as I resume my spot.

we both smiled. (Knock knock knock!!!) We heard the door creaked after the knock... "What're you doing here?" Ashley asked looking furious. "Heyyyy relax, I came to say hi to the new friend you brought home. I saw you arrived with her on your bike. She's pretty I must say. What's your name beautiful?" The ugly figure asked me. "Who's this Ash?" I asked with an expression of disgust very visible on my face. "A lousy neighbour. This is Matt the drunk. He's a divorcee that loves pretty young girls. Says every pretty girl looks like his young wife. It's an ailment I guess " Ash said. "Ohh it better be. I thought as much" "go home now to your bottles" Ash said pushing him out and locking the door

A lady’s soft voice drew my attention before I could speak. “You must be Lyra,” she said,streching her hand, with a small smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “I’m Ashley, a childhood friend of the Alpha.” She was the same lady I saw multiple times at the boutiques. Why was she following me? She would have said something earlier, so why now? I’m not sure, but something felt off about her. “Ohh, it’s nice to meet you Ashley.” I smiled as I took in her stretched hand.