Kristen Ashley Novels & Stories

Butnothing prepared them for what they found out, in that front page was Alexis name andpicture, she was branded as a criminal for her attempted murder of the biggest celebrity in town, Mrs Linda Lake. Alexis lose her footing, her leg gave way under her, she fell down just like a log of wood, all her training as a martial artist expert does not prepared her for this frustration, all her mental strength could not even withstand the pressure she was under right now, she lost all her cool and she burst to a huge cries.

It’s a large C in what looks like real gold, and as she walks towards us, her gold heels peek out of her dress. All of this is to say Asher’s ex-girlfriend is striking in person. She doesn’t compare to her pictures. She’s the whole package. Even her breasts and butt are huge, straining the fabric in the way I know many men ogle. “Mac!” Courtney’s chipper voice comes across as sweet, unlike the voice I’d heard on the other end of Asher’s phone. She leans over, kissing him on each cheek. “Mwah! Oh, darling, it’s been ages!”

Isla slipped into a deep slate-blue wrap dress that cinched at her waist, accentuating her silhouette, while Priya chose a stunning rose-gold number that shimmered like sunlight against her warm, honeyed complexion. With deft hands, they applied minimal makeup—a delicate gloss that highlighted their lips and a gentle sweep of mascara that made their eyes pop with vibrancy. They brushed their hair until it fell in soft, luxurious waves that framed their faces, enhancing their natural beauty. A spritz of floral perfume—delicate notes of jasmine and peony—lingered in the air around them, enveloping them in a fragrant mist that felt like a warm embrace.

—Tristan Keaton! "Ophelia is the Keaton family's sole heiress! Anyone who dares go against Ophelia is making an enemy of the entirety of Ad Astra Inc.! Do you really have what it takes to go against us?" "Wife of Centuria's wealthiest man?" Suspicion grew in my heart as I continued gazing at this stranger. I did not know Anastasia at all. My mother, Christine, was a classy and elegant woman born into a noble family. She never dressed up so extravagantly nor used such a foul tone to speak to others. Did Tristan really get himself a mistress?

When my ex-boyfriend Harry Thorne went bankrupt, his family forced him into an arranged marriage to save their sinking business. I handed him an abortion record and vanished without a trace. Five years later, we crossed paths again. He tossed a stack of a hundred grand in front of me, telling me to get into his bed on my own accord. I complied. In the heat of his breathless, passionate kisses, I fell under the fleeting illusion that he still loved me. That was till his fingers brushed against the scar on my lower abdomen, and he shoved me to the floor in a fit of rage. “You left me for money, and now you come back wagging your tail, groveling for the exact same thing? How shameless can you b

My boots hit the hard ground, and I felt cold eyes burning into the back of my neck. I looked up. Kaka Obsidian stood on the highest balcony, dressed in the black and gold robes of the royal family. His face looked like it had been carved from ice. His hair was dark, but his eyes were a sharp, bright silver. He wasn’t watching Kaelen or the crowd. His gaze was locked on my left hand — right where my secret seal was hidden under the skin. *Does he see it?* A cold wave of fear twisted in my stomach.

First Kristen pulled out a pretty little peach of a pussyÑher parts all nicely tucked in under a surprisingly thick shock of blonde pubes. "Geez girl, shave ever?" Ashley asked. "Shut up. You're not exactly baby smooth, either," Kristen snapped. Go girl! Stand up for yourself! "I'm not rebuilding the Amazonian rainforest between my legs," Ashley retorted. "Just let it go, would you?" Emma broke it up. Her own reveal was soon to follow.

“Let’s finish you up. It’s almost time. Even in her early forties, Anna is good at applying makeup. She dabs some finishing touches of makeup before she puts on my jewelry. I touch the intricate carving of the pendant. It is shaped like a spiral that is adorned with thirty diamonds. At the center of the spiral is a bigger diamond than the rest with the purest color of diamond I have ever seen. There were three knocks on the door. Three knocks meant that the person was a royal guard. Anna excuses herself and heads for the door. “Your Highness, the King was just checking to see if you’re all set up for your coronation,” General Silverstone stands on the doorway and bows. “Shortly, General Silv

A female voice told Ellaine. She was beaten and tired, more dead than alive. Her breath was just a thin thread. But she was determined to win this, once and for all. She wouldn’t dare give up. Because her hands were tied, she struggled to reach the Hristoax with her mouth. To distract Ánië, she said “You will not be able to beat me now.” “Really? Why?” She turned to Ellaine just in time to see her eat the pearl in her necklace—the Hristoax.

Ashley shut her eyes tightly, trying to process what just happened. She opened her eyes and staring at her in the face was Claire, Alex's girlfriend. Fury burned her face bright red. "Who the hell do you think you are to lay your filthy hand on me?"Ashley yelled, her chest moving upward and downward repeatedly as she breathed heavily. "And who the f**king hell do you think you are to talk back at him? Do you know who he is?" Claire snapped.