Ashley Pitch Perfect Novels & Stories

“Wow. You’re his mom? You’re so young and gorgeous! Hi, I’m Athena King. I’m Asher’s girlfriend.” “She’s not my girlfriend!” Asher said again, louder this time, his voice bordering on panic. Neither woman seemed to hear him. “You are so gorgeous,” Anna said, beaming. “Please, call me Anna.” “And you can call me Thea,” Athena smiled. “We met in chemistry class.” “She blew up the chem lab,” Asher added quickly. “You remember the million-dollar damage bill? That was her.” “It was a one-time mistake,” Athena said with offense. “I was just curious.”

Liam groaned “You could easily have someone else do this for you. I gave you an idea on how to bond with your little girlfriend again and I get punished for it.” “Shut up, Liam. Will you stop complaining already?” When we finally got there, I pulled out the spare key she'd given me and opened the door. We walked in and the sight in front of me made me freeze. Ashley was in the middle of her room, dancing around to Beyoncé's single ladies, her hair bouncing, her voice off-key but she still looked adorable as hell. Liam, behind me, nearly doubled over laughing. Ashley spun around and saw us…she squealed, rushing to shut the music off.

Maybe that's karma. The cemetery was quiet, with only the sound of wind and distant birdsong. Candice's tears finally fell, and she mumbled, "Mom, you know what I regret the most? It's those words—I hate you. I've spent 20 years trying to take them back. Every time I remember the way you looked at me that day, I wish I could turn back time. "Annie told me you tried to send me a message before you died. I wonder what it was. Was it an 'I love you'? Or maybe a 'Take care of yourself'? I'll never know."

The discarded pile consisted entirely of matching items I'd bought after getting together with Cole. One of the maids, Laura Brown, glanced at the pile headed for the trash. "Ms. Cavendish, are you really sure you want to throw all of this away?" I nodded. "Yeah. It's all stuff I don't want anymore." "What do you not want?" Cole's voice came from the doorway. I answered evenly, "Just some old things. There's no point keeping them here." "Makes sense. Out with the old, in with the new. When we get engaged, we'll be buying plenty of new things any—"

useless”. I stop chewing and drop the fork. I look at her, her eyes are watery and she looks like she's going to cry. “Do you know how comforted I was throughout my sleep by just knowing that you were so close to me. You don't, do you”. I look at her but she doesn't say anything instead she tries to fight back her tears. “I wouldn't call that being useless Rea”. I finish as I pick up my fork and continue eating still looking at her.She blinks and then wipe off the tears that fall. “Leave it to you to make the atmosphere light again”. She says smiling.I return it. “Just shut up and get a fork so you would join me, I won't be able to finish this pancake alone even though they are so good”.She

Almost all the girls lower their gaze immediately, praying within them not to be picked. Chico suddenly let out a wicked grin as soon as his gaze rested on Sheila, recalling that he had just seen her with Doctor Clara back at the clinic and also how she had tried to defend Sheila. “Alright then, you will do it for now,” Chico muttered under his breath, cracking his neck a little with a wicked grin still on his face as he went to pick Sheila from among the girls.

++Adal++ လ Accepting the truth is complicated, I don't feel ready to admit what I feel and what I want. Lucero and my friend Alfonso are telling me that I can end the marriage, that it's no longer necessary for us to pretend, given that the money and power of the inheritance have been handed over to me and I can end the contract without any problem.

Being semi-famous is annoying sometimes. I also have no desire to make out with Hunter anymore. Hunter is part of my Model Perfect image, we are a package deal. It's unfortunate for me, that Aftershock has a partnership with Model Perfect. We are the 'it couple' and if there is a slip up the partnership is over. Would that be such a bad thing?

And Nina got a crush on him," Sophia teased in the end. "I do not!" Nina defended and playfully grabbed her but she dodged out of the way in time. "In second, that's Nick Markerson. Handsome, rich and already famous in his own way. He's a singer." "Really?" I asked. "That boy is going to sing his way into my heart one day," Sophia said with a blushing smile and Nina gave her the 'I knew it look'. "And, at the top..." Nina said but paused. "Drum roll please..." Sophia said and started a drum roll on the table top. Nina joined in.

"Oh, is it because EJ isn't paying for it this time? If you can't afford the dress, there's no need to insult it. Just get your ass out the boutique and try Old Navy. I'm certain you'll find something there to fit your budget." I snickered. Ashley could be so blunt. Madison glared at us with pure hate. "You bitches," she mumbled before walking out. "I was so close to pounding her ass like a drum," Ashley said. "I think she has a vendetta with me, actually." "Because of EJ? It's not your fault that he doesn't like stale milk and he prefers a chocolate cookie." I laughed before playfully pushing her away. ______________________ Ethan Junior's POV