Ashley Super Smash Bros Novels & Stories

It's just that Ashley's attitude is so good, it makes her a little bit at a loss. ***

I said flatly, adjusting my backpack. “Seriously, though,” Alisha said, a small, sly grin on her face. “You realize how lame you are, right? Shaun would never waste his time on someone like you.” She tucked a piece of her dirty blonde hair behind her ear. She’d dyed it a pale blonde color, but didn’t do it right, so it looked more dirty blonde. I thought it looked cheap, but her friends raved about how cute it was.

Curious looks are thrown at me but I don't care. Nothing of human nature applies to Battista Cattaneo, AKA Ash Thunder. If Grant is a human, then Ash is a god, a hurricane, his nature unpredictable, the totality of his being as beautiful as it is understated, perilous, and unrelenting. A brave man who never fears the fire, never fears death. I craved the wills of the tempest when I sought him out but I didn't know the extent of the storm I was getting myself into as at the time.

Just then, a small head peeked through the suffocating smoke. “Madam, do you need any help?” someone asked timidly. I forced my eyes open and saw a young boy who was about the same age as my son. He was covered in ash and dirt, but his eyes shone brightly through the smoke. He was so small in size, yet he managed to muster the strength to help me up. Then, together, we slowly made our way outside. The path to the outside was incredibly challenging, and I felt like giving up several times.

“Elias who’s this beautiful damsel? I’ve never seen her around town, even in the pack” “Yes that’s because she isn’t a member of this pack but this is Ash, my fiancé” “I’ve heard that name before… have we met?” “Other then now now we haven’t met I’m even thrilled to be meeting the first Alpha in my life” she divulged. Ashley changed the tone of her voice so she won’t be detected by Alan. “Are you certain about that?”

she warned before storming out of the shed. Asher hooked one helmet over the hand grip of his motorcycle and rolled it out of the shed. He didn't want to think about what the others would say. Alpha or not, there were rules and he just broke the second most important rule. It just sucked that the girl he stuck his neck out for her was nothing but a sore pain in the ass.

"Alan, if you don't want me to speak to you like that, stop treating me like a property" Ashely yelled back at him, although she was very scared of him at that moment, she needed to prove a point even if it means pushing him to the wall. " Ashely you are pushing this too far and you will regret it" Alan pointed his fingers at her furiously. "I am not pushing it too far, the woman that hurt you is long gone, man up and move on stop treating me like I am the one who hurt you" Ashley spat.

Ashley ran towards them, desperately trying to free Aisha from Thorian's iron grip, but he remained unyielding. Panicking, Ashley took a deep breath and realized that she had an extraordinary ability to manipulate sound. She focused her energy, closed her eyes, and then, with a powerful scream, she yelled, "Let go of her!" The room was filled with a loud, echoing sound wave, pushing Thorian away from Aisha. Thorian stumbled but didn't fall, and his eyes now glowed a fierce red. Aisha dropped to the ground, coughing and gasping for air. Aisha, however, let out a sinister chuckle that turned into a vicious laughter, which puzzled Ashley. "Fools, we will meet again," Aisha declared before vanis

I had barely taken a few strides when a familiar steel voice stopped me. "Grace.“ I turned around with an equally steel stare at the caller. Asher. He had just come out of the locker room. His hair, dripping wet, fell over his face. He wore a fitted shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing those annoyingly perfect abs that did something unsettling to my stomach. I refused to let it leave an impression on me. It did though. "Do you realize the gravity of what you just did to the devices in that bag?” Asher demanded in an unusual calm tone.

"But who will do it if we don't?" When the night of the gala arrived, the gloom underneath was concealed by a façade of luxury. With their formal clothing hiding their tools of the trade, Olivia, Mira, and Asher blended in seamlessly with the crowd. With its sleek lines and glass facades reflecting the event's brilliant lights, the property was a modern architectural wonder. Asher slipped away first, his job to disable key security systems. Olivia and Mira followed soon after, making their way toward the server room disguised as waitstaff. Every step was calculated, every action rehearsed.