Badboy Asher Novels & Stories

I opened my perfect set of white teeth, flashing her a smile. Just at the back of her head, a really hot and intimidating guy with numerous tattoos and piercings stood at a corner. His face was a reason for other guys to think they’re ugly. There were girls swooning all over him. “Who’s that guy?” I asked her. “Oh, he’s Asher, the college’s bad boy. His body is a catch and he is ripped, he could even be the perfect boyfriend. But there’s a problem,” “What?” “Rumors says he hates females. I think he might be gay,” My other minion whispered.

"Aish, you arrogant brat. You didn't change a bit. I am just worried, can't I be?" I shook my head. "No, it makes me feel uncomfortable." With that finishing off my speech, I waved at Dihan and Henry who was playing with their phones. "Bye, kids." "Goodbye, bro." They waved back and again got busy. At least, they said goodbye, unlike Laura. Aish! Damn it. Why the hell am I always bringing her into my thoughts? Ryan, come on. Don't think about her. You can do it. * * *

His voice was always so loud when he scolded me like a little child and for good reason, too. Asher was always saving me. And I was always saving him. It was our thing, saving each other. Until we done enough saving and broke each other. Images of us naked flash through my mind and I shiver as we move further into the club while remembering those memories of us together like that— we always thought we knew everything. Asher Blackwell was a different breed, I knew that. The dark and mysterious kind. The dominating, dangerous kind, too. He was the bad boy, through and through and he was the kind of bad boy that parents would warn their kids about and boy oh boy, did my parents warn me about th

Mercedes wrapped her arms tighter around Bentley, who leaned his head against her shoulder. “I need water,” Asher muttered. Rory shook his head. “You need to talk.” Ava stepped closer. “Asher… baby… what did you do?” Asher dragged a hand down his face, groaning into his palms. “It was years ago. Years. I thought it was done.” “What was done?” Ava pressed. Asher hesitated. He looked around the room—at Bentley’s bruised face, at Mercedes’s trembling hands, at Rory’s stern expression, at Theo’s tightening jaw, at Ruth and Abigail watching carefully. When his gaze found Ava, something in him finally cracked.

My mom placed a hand on his shoulder and stroked it calmly. ”Asher was a sweet kid, he was innocent and lively, he wanted to play and explore but as he grew older, everything changed. After he turned twelve the horrific deeds in his head started implanting themselves in his actions. He picked fights, he chose friends and said that they were superior to the others. He said that the one he chooses as his Beta will be as untouchable as him and they will be above everyone else. To the other kids he would have them walk further away, not look him the eyes unless he gave his permission. He pointed to girls and they would come running in his teenage years and when he was done with them he would tos

It echoed through the air, leaving a cloud of smoke hung in the air, and the smell of gunpowder lingered like a warning of the violence that had just occurred. I couldn't feel my legs anymore. I fell to the floor as I watched the lifeless body of Thomas who was crawling to survive a few minutes away on the floor. ASHER IS A MURDERER. ASHER IS A MONSTER. I was still trying to bear the pain of what just happened before my eyes when Asher turned around, and he started walking towards me. When he was far away from the lifeless body of Thomas in his pool of blood. Asher pressed a red button and the entire car caught fire with Thomas beside it, the red blazing hot flame consuming his already dead

Not even the tears in my eyes from being forced down by the old man were anywhere near subsiding fully that Asher's mouth cracked into an ominous smirk. He crawled into bed, his eyes ravenously sliding up and down my body tied to the bed, "You never let me take you willingly. I'll enjoy penetrating your tight p*ssy while you're all tied up and gagged." He rasped, his hands going to disrobe himself waist down to release his fully awakened shaft. I forgot he's no hero in my story. Asher is a bigger villain than my father. Hell, no! He pressed the head of his hot manhood to my entrance and let out a sinister chuckle.

After three years of waiting, Melody finally has the one thing she and her mate, Alpha Asher have always dreamed of; a baby. But her joy turns to horror when she overhears a secret about Asher's past: he was never supposed to be able to father a child. When Asher discovers Melody is pregnant, he doesn't celebrate. Instead, he accuses his own mate of betrayal. Rejected, humiliated, and abandoned by the man she loves, Melody deals with the pain of rejection and a broken heart. But her unborn child isn't just a miracle, someone wants the baby dead. And the truth behind Asher's infertility is far more dangerous than Melody ever imagined. Who is the child's father? Why was Asher's ferti

he said and his step mother yelled more "don't you ever try that Asher don't..she was still talking when he ended the call and threw the phone back to the table. What nonsense is all this how can she get a girl for me to marry did I in any way tell her or anyone that I need a s**t who wants nothing but my money.wh**es everywhere. My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed.

Asher begins to strangle the blanket, saying, “He was furious. He got in my face, arguing that plenty of the other men … other brigadiers just like me … had been with her since she was a little girl.” I’m not a fragile little girl hoping for someone to come along and sweep me away into a happy home with smiles instead of sneers! There isn’t a vein in his body that isn’t pumping with adrenaline. I ache to reach for him and comfort him, but I’m afraid if I try, he’ll lash out. Not intentionally, but he’s reliving a traumatic event, making it vividly real all over again. Asher ... His mouth twitches into an open scowl. “I shot him without a second thought. Then I grabbed her, freeing her from t