Ashley Pitch Perfect Novels & Stories

Hope The sound of people banging and clattering about has my eyes snapping open amd my heart rate jumping in alarm. For a second i dont know where i am or whats happening and then everything from the past week coming crashing into me like a stones being throw. Being aressted. the cells, the wolves, being a sevant in serves to those fucking monsters. I groan and sit up my head pounding from the sudden rush of information coming back to my brain. Maria rushes in worry and aggravation written all over her face" Girls get up , what are you doing !" hurry dress and meet me in the kitchen" We musint be late!" She off in a hurry yelling the same at the girls in the rooms next to ours . I look over

They drove to Shelly's place after the late lunch. “Where exactly am I wearing this to?” Ashley asked the both of them, she was wearing a red strapless body con short gown, her hair tied in a messy bun with slight makeup on her face paired with slippers heels. “Well, it's still a secret till we get there” Shelly shrugged, she and Drea were all dressed up too. “This is showing a lot of skin and trust me Alan will be extremely furious if he sees me in this,” Ashley said, imagining Alan's look and shivering in fear at the thought of it.

Genevieve and Nichole asked in unison. "Thomas McMahon." Ashley let the words slowly rolled down her tongue. "Yikes, the mere mention of his name makes me want to puke" Nichole covered her mouth with her hands in an attempt to prevent throwing up. "Yes, me too. But let's look at the bright side. Thomas will see me today, the new me. The girl who is rocking her short freaking black hair, who has a tiny waist, and of course the girl who don't care what Thomas McMahon thinks about her." Ashley sounded so proud saying it.

She couldn't believe it. "Listen, young lady, I'm serious. You know how crazy I get"Alina's tone was serious, her face serious as well. "fine, I won't. I promise "Ashley said, giving up. There's no way she can win against Alina... Never. "good!" Alina said and burst into laughter, "I'm satisfied, see you" this time, Alina ended the call. Ashley quickly get dressed and gulp down the painkiller drugs Anton left by the bedside.

leaving a shocked expression on Ashley's face. End of chapter 75

That he never had to learn exactly how much of it had been borrowed. Back in Italy, unaware of any of this, Lila's suspicions kept deepening by the day. The woman beside Alex moved with a polish that echoed the Sophia she remembered from years before the fire, in ways the version who'd called herself Sophia this past year had never quite managed no matter how hard she studied for the part. Alex, for his part, remained fully, blissfully unaware — golden eyes bright with the particular relief of a man who believed he'd finally gotten his whole life back, already sketching plans for expansions and studios and futures with a wife who had never actually needed to learn any of it secondhand.

Ryan’s voice broke my thoughts. “Alpha, it’s true… it’s owned by George Harrison,” he said. “But Ashley isn’t here. Maybe… she’s still heartbroken. That’s why she hasn’t returned.” Ashley Harrison. I exhaled, my jaw tightening. I remembered her clearly: the pleading eyes, the soft voice, the desperate attempts to charm me. She wasn’t pretty—not the way I preferred beauty—and she didn’t excite me. Her fire wasn’t there. Her strength wasn’t there. She wasn’t someone I could crave or admire in that sense.

As she turned from side to side, taking in the full effect, she almost didn’t recognise herself. A knock at the door startled her out of her thoughts. "Olivia? You ready?" Asher’s voice carried through the room, calm and steady. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door. Asher stood there, dressed in a sharp black tuxedo, looking every bit the powerful Alpha he was. His dark hair was slicked back, and his chiselled jaw was clean-shaven. But it wasn’t his appearance that caught her off guard—it was the way his eyes widened when he saw her. His gaze travelled from the top of her perfectly styled hair to the tips of her golden heels, and for a moment, he seemed at a loss for words.