Novel & Cerita Fem Ash And Lance Fanfiction

“Damn, baby you’re driving me crazy.” Lance frowned as he slammed harder into her, he was trying to match the rhythm but he wasn’t feeling it. He had been trying to convince himself to distract himself from what he truly felt, but he was disgusted. Despite her shameless moans of pleasure, the very sexy body of the woman in his arms, and the sweet sensation that filled him from the connection between them. The only person he could picture underneath himself was Cassandra, and the fact that he was here screwing a random woman who wasn’t his cousin pissed him so much.

I hear a sequel from girls beside Ash I look at them with wide eyes "Omg I ship them let's make their fan page" "I am going to write a fanfiction" "Yea mafia boss Brandon and innocent college guy Braze" I look towards Ash who seems like interested in all those shits. "He likes to call him Little Rose" "WHAT...." Everyone looks towards the girls but they just giggle I gare to Ash who just gave me an innocent smile Bart. "Ash.." I hiss "Ok, ok sorry I am just teasing you" I take a deep breath and bit my lips "Ash I'm nervous I've never been on a real date..." I admit playing with my gloves nervously until Ash puts his hand on mine.

and then her heart. She pushes away from the bars, shaking her head and begins pacing in front of the cell, "you asked if I was here to release you from this hell," she stops in front of a guard, then turns stepping up to the bars of my cell an evil smirk plays on her pink lips, a glint in her eye as she dangles keys above her head and laughs and her eyes flash to yellow. "I'm going to release you Maddy boy, just not the way you were planning on. She takes a step back, her eyes lock with mine and her voice comes out clearly, "I Queen Ashley James of the Lycan Kingdom reject you Maddon Falcone of the Blue Mountain pack as my fated mate."

Chapter 6 Remilia's POV. My heart pounded as I sprinted through the forest, my feet pounding against the damp earth. The moon cast shadows, brightening the path for my frantic escape, which I was immensely grateful for. I had to put as much distance between herself and Nightborne Pack's territory as possible.

It's just a deal, Ashley. Don't forget you are a slave girl, a wolfless one at that. You do not have the right to question him. He is going to be an alpha and he will need a real Luna, not you, I said to myself. Since he is much taller than I was, I struggled a bit to keep steady eye contact. "I'm sorry, I needed to use the bathroom," I said in my defense when I noticed he hadn't moved an inch. "Why are you always sorry, Ashley?" he asked in his alluring voice. As his lips moved closer to my neckline, he started teasing me with his breath. I don't know why, but my body started leaning toward him as if it wanted him to do more than he was offering.

Her silver hair drifted around them like the tail of a dormant comet, intertwining with his golden aura until the boundaries between their spirits became completely indistinguishable. "I remember the cold, Ryan," she murmured softly, her eyes reflecting the quiet rotation of a thousand peaceful galaxies beneath the lake’s surface. "For so long, even after we won the great wars, even after we watched Leo and Luna take the throne, there was a tiny, stubborn part of my soul that kept waiting for the other shoe to drop. A part that remembered the dark cells, the heavy chains, and the terrifying weight of isolation. I kept looking into the future, searching for the next shadow."

The ruined throne room spun around me until the black mana forced me back to my knees. Blair leaned in, her perfume a sickening mix of dried roses and copper. Her long, lacquered black fingernails dug deep into the tender flesh of my jaw, forcing my face upward. The tendrils loosened just a fraction—just enough to let me take a weeping breath. I tried to pull away, but her nails pierced my skin, pinning me in place. "At least," she whispered, her painted lips brushing against my ear, "now you can be useful. You should be happy."

Just as she thought she was going to die at his hands, he suddenly flung her away. She crashed to the floor, gasping for air. Then, she started laughing like a madwoman. "So what if I did what I did, Cole? Can you honestly say that I could've pulled it off so successfully without your indulgence?"

"Then why would a perfectly good heiress run around building teams and pretending to be a nurse? What are you trying to do?" Did rich people all have this kind of eccentric streak? Ivy laughed awkwardly. "I'm not actually a nurse. I borrowed the uniform. I heard you were in a car accident and came specially to see you, but I was afraid you'd think it was too forward... "And I built this team because of you. I like you. That is why I entered this industry. "Ash, join Immortal Ashes. I want to build a team just for you. From now on, you will be second-in-command at our studio."