Asuna Nike Novels & Stories

"Do have a good day." The line went off and I bit back my scream of excitement. I'd been trying to get an interview with ASOS for a while now but I couldn't. It was the number one underwear brand in the country, I even own a few underwears from ASOS too and I can't describe how comfortable and classy their pieces are. They are a brand that has been existing since about twenty years ago and they never stopped to amaze the customers with their new trends and designs.

“Miss, here are the papers that need your signature for the finalization of the Spring Collection that will be featured in our fashion show.” My assistant came into my office and handed me a stack of papers. My name is Nagatsuka Akina, I’m the Founder and CEO of Hanazu Couture. Although my company hasn’t been around for as long as the other famous brands out there, we’ve become a household name in the fashion industry. I’ve worked tirelessly for the last 15 years to make this company what it is today.

"Right, it's my room. Who do you think dares to bring a stranger into the alpha's room and even summon the best healers of the pack?" "Only the alpha!" Maya said. "But why did you lie to me?" Maya questioned. "I didn't. I was just teasing you." Ashton said like it was only normal to tease a beautiful girl. "Do you don't have a mate?" Maya asked. The more she thought about it, the more she felt like something was not right. How old was Ashton? He seemed to be in his late twenties and he was telling her that he didn't have a mate. He was an alpha, a very powerful alpha.

His eyebrows raised in question, “I'm Ashanti. Ashanti Dunbar, and you? “ His eyes watched my hands longer than I felt comfortable with, I was about to withdraw them when he covered them with his hands. His hands are big, my hand fits perfectly into his like it was made for this. I mentally scold myself for thinking such. Before I could wander further into my thoughts, his deep baritone voice came. “Roman. Roman Domino "

I walked to the wardrobe and searched through the areas to see if I could find any nice clothes to go shopping with. I smiled when I saw a pleated tennis skirt. I pulled it out, admiring its black and white color. I almost squealed when I saw the top, it was a crop and it looked, stretchy which made me skip out. Davina had helped me out by getting bras and panties, even some very confusing ones that had a hole. She had smiled deviously and told me that the time would come when I would use them. I shrugged and hugged her anyways with her laughing and saying I was too innocent.

“Miss, here are the papers that need your signature for the finalization of the Spring Collection that will be featured in our fashion show.” My assistant came into my office and handed me a stack of papers. My name is Nagatsuka Akina, I’m the Founder and CEO of Hanazu Couture. Although my company hasn’t been around for as long as the other famous brands out there, we’ve become a household name in the fashion industry. I’ve worked tirelessly for the last 15 years to make this company what it is today.

“Miss, here are the papers that need your signature for the finalization of the Spring Collection that will be featured in our fashion show.” My assistant came into my office and handed me a stack of papers. My name is Nagatsuka Akina, I’m the Founder and CEO of Hanazu Couture. Although my company hasn’t been around for as long as the other famous brands out there, we’ve become a household name in the fashion industry. I’ve worked tirelessly for the last 15 years to make this company what it is today.

Lydia said. He turned instantly, a flash of relief crossing his face. “Lydia.” She stepped beside him and slid her hand into the crook of his arm. “Sorry I’m late. I didn’t want to keep my Alpha waiting.” Nina’s smile faltered. “And you are?” “I’m Lydia,” she said sweetly. “Knox’s mate. His Luna. I think you’ve heard of me—or is something else the matter?” There was a pause—thick, uncomfortable silence as the word Luna settled into the space between them.

She continued, enjoying her work a bit too much. “May I suggest this one?” Asana asked, holding up a fitted beige gown with a strap over the breasts that created a geometric cutout over my chest and stomach. It was fitted at the waist and hips and was fingertip length. I nodded. “It’s gorgeous. I just hope it looks as good on. It’s not something I would usually choose for myself.” “Trust me, darling,” she said, shoving the dress into my hands, still on the hanger. “It’ll look fabulous on you.” Then she gave me a matching strapless beige bra and silk panties.

In my mind? Is this day going to get any worse?. However I decide not to freak out, to at least see where all this is going to. Because I really need answers. Desperately. "Okay, so who are you? And why are you in my head?. Wait...better question. How on Earth are u in my head?" "We share a bond Azura. I can communicate with you through that bond". The sweet voice said again. Is that really necessary? That happens in real life?