Badboy Asher Novels & Stories

Three years later..... A sleek black limited edition car stopped in front of the Morrison group. Immediately everyone straightened their spine in attention. They all recognised that car. Their boss, the handsome and enigmatic Asher Morrison stepped out of the car. He likes to drive his own vehicle. Almost every female in the vicinity swooned just by looking at him. If his father Theodore was handsome, then Asher can be called a Greek god. His perfect features complimented by his perfect eight pack body looks like he is walking straight out of a fashion magazine. In his dark blue suit, he looked every ounce the ruthless businessman that he was said to be.

He put his arms around me and hugged me closer. "What's wrong, baby?" he whispered. "Bad girl at the party threatened me to steal you away from me, so I'm going to make you feel so good that you won't think about anyone else but me," I pouted. "Bad girl? What bad girl? Remind me to send her a thank-you note later," he chuckled. "That black-haired witch!" I exclaimed. "Who...oh, do you mean Shelby? Why would she try to steal me?" he sounded confused.

Asher was a little difficult to eat because to swallow his saliva, and he felt excruciating pain. "Is Lizzy coming to see me?" Verena was embarrassed by the question, even though she couldn't answer it either. "Lizzy is lazy to see you spoiled like a child. Lost your reputation." Asher at home and school is very different. He is famous for the bad boy at school, other at home, and he is the son of his mother who is still hiding behind his mother's armpits. "Hurry up and eat! Before I tell Lizzy to date Mark now."

But was quick to be put back in her place. You're just a pawn Zasha, quit wanting more. The ride back to her dad was shared in total silence, she couldn't wait to get back to her room and lock herself back from the outside world. Beside her, the Sokolov cartel's underboss had wrapped his arm with a kitchen napkin. Darko was ignoring her as he was busy calling Nail. Darko was telling him about what happened, and how they're currently on their way back to her dad's.

This girl is really giving me the creeps "Then why are you here??? "I asked and she frown "I told you.... I want you all to train me.....!!" "But why us??? I thought we were just some dumb humans who lived in isolation? "Asher said looking aggrieved I knew he was pained.... Ash has always wanted to explore... he wanted to live a normal life like the rest of the humans But all these crushed when the demons killed his first human lover with their unborn child just because they smelt his scent on her

"I loved the dish but it isn't better than the ones that our maids make." "What the fuck?" "Erm mind your language," Asher says gulping down the water. "No but what the fuck?" "Is something wrong?" "Everything is wrong here. I can't believe this. What the fuck are you on? SIR?" Asher chuckles and puts down the spoon in the box, "You can call me Asher during the lunch break. Friends, remember?" Bella gives in and sits down at the couch. This guy is weird as hell. Even wierder than her. First he acts like nothing happened and then few moments later he remembers everything. Is he on drugs or something?

Good thing I am on his side. “Do you mind the company?” I ask. His eyes fleet to my car, a fancy black Rolls-Royce ghost that can fit a small family. He hides his fists between his legs. “I can go if you don’t want me here.” As someone who loves solitude, I understand if he wants to be left alone, at the same time, I don’t feel good about leaving a kid all by himself. I look at the fast turning grey skies, I can’t leave him here. “What say you, Mister...” “Asher. My name is Asher.” His hands wrap around the straps of his backpack. “It’s okay, you can stay.”

Asher decided, it was time to talk to more people. Back in the days, he had been young and stupid and a little too drunk on adrenaline. As the young Alpha of an entire pack, and the CEO to a million dollar company, Asher had felt like there was nothing he could not do. He had ran in with the wrong crowd, done business in the wrong places. And he’d never leaned his lesson until Don Edwards, the mafia king he’d royally pissed off, and now Sebastian. In one of those operations he’d ran back then, dangerous and deadly, that was when he met her. That night, at the club Le Cherie. She’d been there for a man, and after she was done with her Job, Asher had been thankful that man was not himself.

Daddy didn't want any reminders of my shame as he calls it. Now Mindy has been badgering me about going out with her. She knows I'm not allowed but it doesn't stop her from trying every so often. I like hanging out with Mindy, it makes me feel closer to her brother somehow though she never talks about him anymore. In the beginning she'd brought him up every other second but when she realized how much it hurt me she'd stopped. I miss hearing about him but it was just too painful. He was the only boy I'd ever loved. Well boy might be a bit of a stretch. He was twenty-three when I was eighteen. Rumor had it that he was smart but he was drawn to the dark side, fast cars and motorcycles.

Asher brought the bottle to his lips, and the way his nose scrunched disdainfully had me erupting in laughter. “Is it good?” I teased. “As good as cheap beer can be.” He grunted, his eyes dragging down the length of my body until he stopped just where my hands were, fumbling with the button to my shorts. “Not all of us can afford that fancy bourbon you drink.” Cassidy giggled, but Asher’s attention was otherwise diverted. "I personally think it tastes like gasoline either way."