Female Ash Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"This bitch deliberately came here with children to trap him, matching Arthur's appearance, but I will never let you succeed in this game. He is mine. I will never let him be someone else. He is only mine. As she looked at the pictures one after another, her eyes stuck on a picture. In this picture, Alina was sitting in a wheelchair. Seeing this, a smile appeared on Ashley's face, "This bitch has a weak point. I will use this point to remove her from my path. Her little girl will have to suffer the punishment on her behalf for coming to my path. It is better to die than to live paralyzed at this young age," Ashley said and then she started laughing evilly.

Encouraged by her friends' cheers, she continued drinking cocktails , the initial reluctance quickly fading. The alcohol loosened Ashleigh's inhibitions. She interacted freely, her smile outshining the sun as she agreed to Fiona's silly photo ideas. Fiona, watching her friend's carefree spirit resurface, felt a twinge of amusement - it had been a long time. But Ashleigh's newfound boldness took a reckless turn. Later, with James and Matthew mysteriously disappearing together, Fiona found Ashleigh in the restroom, giggling uncontrollably as she attempted a slurred video call while squatting on the floor.

She wanted him to please her. Asher mischievously pinched her bud in response, earning another whimper from her. Get on the table and spread your legs," he whispered the instruction in her ear. Serena complied by stepping out of the pool of her gown and climbing up on the table. Asher watched her like a hawk as she spread her legs for him, allowing him a delightful view of her pussy. His mouth watered at the magnificent sight. Running his tongue over his lips, he parted her legs further until the petals of her core spread too. He then raised his gaze to her, lust swimming in his green eyes. He put his hands on her knees and leaned close until sharing the same breath.

"The... the dispatch... already reached the southern lords. The seal is broken. The pack is already bleeding from the inside out." Maya stepped forward, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird, but her face remained a mask of cold, unyielding iron. She knelt beside the struggling elder, her dark eyes reflecting the dying sparks of the short-circuited terminal. She didn't flinch from the violence; she had lived among the ashes long enough to welcome it. "The only thing bleeding today, Torin, is your conspiracy," Maya said, her voice cutting through the hum of the failing electronics with a chilling clarity. "Operation Ashfall wasn't authorized by an Alpha. It was engineered b

"I think I fell for the woman who just walked out of that room just as hard as I fell for the one who cried in my library." "Careful," Eve murmured, tilting her chin up, something dangerous and pleased curling through her voice. "Keep talking like that and I'll start thinking you like it when I'm ruthless." "I do." He said it without apology, mouth finding the shell of her ear. "I like watching you become exactly as dangerous as you were always built to be. I just intend to be the one thing in this world you never turn that particular hunger on."

“Okay, this is total BS. Why on earth would Sasha do something like this? All the elites will come for her! God, she's fucking cunning.” He sounded like he was talking more to himself. But yeah…he was right. Sasha just confirmed that subs were really bullied to death at Delengade and she even turned in her own friend. All to convince me she was serious about being a changed person? I hated to admit it, but it was working. My phone started to ring again and I answered it knowing it had to be Layla. “Are you done watching?” She asked. I turned to Peter whose expression was hard as he stared at me.

she was human, Her cloth was telling she is tourist here. "Hey Handsome" She said griding her ass on my member. "Drink" I asked "Yes" she patted her fake eyelashes. Suddenly Ashely eye flashed in back of my mind. "Drink for her" I said bartender. "Let's go somewhere private", She said trailing her finger on my jaw. "Why not...." I cut off when I saw Arthur coming back on booth. "What happened" I asked he gulped whole glass of wishkey in one go. "Sometimes I can't understand her, She was the one who started talking about Ahslay" He paused then said " When I said she is good looking must have boyfriend, She slapped me" His tone was irritating.

"My. Fucking. Woman.” The word leaves her lips like a prayer and my dick is the holy word. "Yes." She affirms. And then in the shower, her legs and arms wrapped around me like ivy, I pressed my cock fully into Ashanti , the most important person in my world, just as a scream so sexual and passionate leaves her lips that I almost shoot my seed inside of her. She burrows her face in my neck and bites her teeth into the flesh and whimpers as I fuck her mercilessly against the wet tile.

“Oh, Scar… you were always foolish. Even your girls are sharper than you. Take little Alexa, your belle of the ball. The heiress under my nose all this time, while I wasted myself on filth.” I spit beside her. Her face cracks. “I wasn’t filth, Erwin… please don’t…don’t humiliate me further.” She chokes. I laugh, cold and sharp. “Oh, you thought I meant you? No. I meant your daughter.” Confusion flickers in her eyes, then horror as it clicks. “Yes, Scar. Ashley.” My grin is venom. “I’ve been fucking her for years. Started back in Malibu, after she’d just turned eighteen. That night, tight, unwilling, perfect.” I bite my lip, savoring the memory.

He sucked harder, his two thick fingers sliding deep inside me, curling against that perfect spot. Axel released my nipple with a wet pop and whispered hotly against my ear, “That’s it, Doctor. Let him drink from you too. Your taste is addictive.” A hot flush spread through me as I pulled him into an urgent kiss before I could stop myself. I could feel a triumphant smile spread across his lips as he responded, his hand playing with the nipple he had been on before. Ashira is lucky—she was the one truly theirs. A selfish part of me wanted to keep having them like this while she stayed at home hoping for their return. But the virtuous part of me felt guilty for doing this to my fellow woman.