Dess X Asriel Novels & Stories

The veiny arms become more visible and I drool over them as different sinful thoughts of what his hands could do to my body. My nipples poked on the light shirt I was wearing as they grew harder, begging to be touched. Those sinful thoughts I had of Asher sent an electric wave through my body until it settled on my core… Enough Daisy! I shut my eyes, regaining my composure. Good thing he didn't notice, or maybe he pretended not to notice. “How could that be? Everyone loves color.” “I'm Asher Sebastian, the most powerful Alpha in Arizona. I'm different from everyone.” He declared his profile stair dangerously, having a mixture of pride.

His eyes were sharp and assessing, like someone who saw the world through equations. To Priam’s left stood Master Darius—the old Luminous scholar. His long gray beard rested against his elaborate green robes, and he watched Alessia with a mixture of caution and fear. Lady Lovette stood several seats up, hiding poorly behind her stoic mask. Alessia could practically feel the woman praying for her failure. And farther up—Cassian. Cassian Varest, seventeen with auburn hair styled perfectly, cold gray eyes watching Alessia like a hawk ready to tear apart prey. His smirk was wickedly amused.

He's making her feel so many new things that go beyond her imagination. ...Is this right? "Let's sleep. Stop thinking about things of no importance." He mumbled and laid beside her. He put out the fire, leaving no other light but the moon. Alessia curled into a ball on the opposite side of him, her body still wide awake. Her thought kept coming back to that kiss, and it's starting to irritate her. Did he put a spell on her?! Can dragons do that? --

‘Say the word and I’ll drag you into the forest—I’ll make sure everyone can hear how addicting your little whimpers sound. “Oh, Alex is here! I have to introduce you to her, Luna!” Cassidy’s soprano broke the spell between Asher and I, drawing my attention to a dark-haired girl nearby. She stood at one of those cheap plastic tables, grabbing at the various bottles of cheap liquor as she poured and mixed them into a single cup. As she flipped her hair over her shoulder, I noticed the distinctive lime-green streak running down the side of her head. “She’s Asher’s cousin, and she’s been chomping at the bit to meet you! Especially after last night’s announcement.” “You can call me Lola—"

She turned around to yell at him but he took her by surprise when he grabbed her hand and pulled her with him as he walked towards Asaiah. "Why are your thoughts always so crude, brother?" Asriel asked his brother with a sigh. Asaiah had not looked up from the PC but he shrugged with a grin. "Believe me brother, my thoughts are ten times more crude than you can ima_ ah!" His statement was cut short when Asriel sprayed water on him. Asaiah jumped off Asriel's chair and glared at the baby blue water spray bottle in Asriel's hand. "What is your problem?" Asaiah asked angrily. Asriel just sprayed him again and this time, Asaiah ran into the bathroom. Asriel turned his attention back to Selena. H

I just looked at her. “Do you want me to call Robin to confirm that?” She asked but I didn’t answer. I just took a deep breath because it’s unfair that she knows all about me. She snapped her fingers and the wine and the wine glass for two appeared on the table. She opened the wine and poured on the glasses and she gave the other one to me. She lift her glass and said, “Cheers” “What for?” I asked after I lifted the glass that she gave me. “For finding you, for finding another fallen angel” She answered and drank the wine in her glass. I drank the wine and it made me ask for more because it really tasted good and I had never tasted a wine like this one before.

His golden eyes flickered with a mixture of excitement and trepidation, haunted by the weight of the choices he had made. Their pace slowed as they reached a secluded corner of the library, bathed in the soft glow of a stained-glass window depicting a scene of heavenly harmony. Azrael halted, a distant look in his eyes as he recalled his first encounter with Azazel. The sheer intensity of his emotions reverberated throughout his body, causing his wings to tremble slightly, their normally pristine white feathers now graced with crimson streaks—a testament to the turmoil that love had ignited within him.

I can see where Asher gets his carefree ways from. "Look, let's be honest right now. Elijah and Rose won't work. I don't agree with rejecting your mate. Elijah doesn't, as you know, and something tells me Rose will fight him on it if he is one of their mates as well," Darius explains. The conversation stops as the doors open. I watch the woman walk in. I see Princess Zyra with her, followed by two other men. We stand, and I can see everyone is on edge. "Queen Rysera," Xenia steps forward and greets them.

Azrael and Astria, my precious babies, are lying on the bed, looking adorable in their outfits. Azrael, my little gentleman, is dressed in a miniature suit that makes him look uncannily like his father, Hades. He exudes a sense of maturity, despite his tender age. His dark hair is perfectly messy, and his bright eyes sparkle with mischief. Astria, my tiny princess, is a vision in pink. Her dress accentuates her dark curls, making them pop against her porcelain skin. She looks like a ballerina, ready to twirl across the stage. Her eyes shine with excitement, and I can sense her eagerness to explore.

"Khaleesi, better a man should swallow scorpions than trust in the spawn of shadows, who dare not show their face beneath the sun. It is known." "It is known," Aggo agreed. Xaro Xhoan Daxos had watched the whole exchange from his cushions. When Dany climbed back into the palanquin beside him, he said, "Your savages are wiser than they know. Such truths as the Asshai'i hoard are not like to make you smile." Then he pressed another cup of wine on her, and spoke of love and lust and other trifles all the way back to his manse.