Spencer And Ashley Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The two walking over to the snapped tree, where a severely wounded Spencer lay in the rubble, his face turning to look up at Asher. “I was under the impression that you were a smart man Spencer, but in recent events with what you attempted to do to my mate, becoming a traitor and now running to the vampires, perhaps I misjudged you.” Asher says looking down at Spencer, who rolled over to attempt to stand up, but Asher kicks him in the stomach sending him flying backwards. He whines in pain whilst Asher takes a seat on the stump of the tree and watches him, a sigh leaving his lips as he holds his hands in front of him looking down at the man.

*** ~Alaya (11 hours earlier) "Seriously?" "I convinced him," Asher informs me, leaning against the doorframe to my room. I smile at the thought of that. Aspen isn't going to be spending the night in a cell like I had assumed he would. Asher had managed to convince Sinful that Aspen wasn't' a threat, which he probably already knew. It wouldn't surprise me if Asher is only doing that for Aspen because he knows he's going to be executed by Sinful soon anyway.

One Hour Later: Alex is really happy after yesterday, and he really wants nothing but to fuck the soul out of Ashly. Ashly, his baby, his mate, and his love of life, stands there, her eyes crinkling, while she gives her speech for the farewell party of their scholarship. Alex couldn't help but notice the fair skin on her upper chest that was peeking through her partly unbuttoned shirt. She is thanking everyone who attended their farewell party and who supported them unconditionally for all these years, giving them her best smile, and goddamn, Alex loves her smile, but he wants nothing more than to hear her moan right now. It's been a long fucking hour since they've touched each other; they'v

Tasmyn tried to suck up, seeming to have finally found her voice again. "No, Tasmyn. Let's be honest, we were never friends because friends don't go after their friends' husbands. If you dare to try to tell people that we were friends, I will deny it. And you can fucking bet when I die you will be the first one I will haunt and I will make sure that you wish you were dead, so yes, I am on my death bed and nothing would give me much pleasure to haunt you in my afterlife so get ready because this bitch isn't done with your skanky ass yet." If it were even possible, Tasmyn's jaw hung even more as Ashley said those words. She tried to compose herself by straightening her dress and flipping her h

He put the empty glass down and leaned forward, flashing a smile to his friends. But in his heart, the steel of his resolve was forming. Ashley would come back to him. He would make sure of it. The next few days were draining. Ashley could feel eyes on her everywhere. In the lecture hall, in the library, even in the cafeteria, whispers surrounded her. She could hear the hiss of her name, the way people's voices dropped when she passed. Girls in her classes leaned close to each other, giggling behind their hands.

It might be the beginning of a new chapter in my life - with or without Alex. I turn away from Alex, my mind already racing with thoughts of the trip ahead. The possibilities unfurl before me like a road stretching into the horizon, each potential turn both thrilling and terrifying. I can feel Alex's eyes on my back as I move towards our bedroom, but I don't look back. I can't. The air in the living room feels thick with unspoken words and heavy with the weight of our shared history. As I leave, I hear Alex sink onto the couch, the leather creaking under his weight. The sound tugs at my heart, but I push forward.

’ He says before ending the call. I turned to find an angry Asher fuming, and within a second, my back hits the wall with his hand around my neck cutting out my airflow, my shirt and shorts gone.

, she said and walked out of the room. There was silence again. "We should...we should give you both some space and time to talk ", Stephanie said standing up. "Yeahh, we're gonna be at the pool, if you need us for anything we're here for you ", Rebecca said and then they walked out leaving the two of us alone. I picked up the result and stared at it hoping they were just teasing us and it was negative, but it was no joke. Asher Peterson is my blood brother. To think of all the things I've done with him, I've fallen in love, been intimate and passionate with him for a year now and now all this bullshit.

Two Days Later The Beaumont Estate “I’m here for tonight, babe, which means I can watch over Sophie.” Vicky said for what felt like the hundredth time, still trying to convince her best friend. “I don’t know, Vee,” Ashley shook her head. “I’m just… not sure I’m ready for any of this. I don’t want to go through that kind of pain again.” “Oh, sweetheart,” Vicky reached for Ashley’s hand and gave them a light squeeze.

I felt really bad for what just happened. "Don't worry about it, it's just a shirt" he tried to reason. "I am Jason by the way" he introduced himself, smiling a little. "I'm Ana" I returned. "Such a beautiful name for a pretty lady" Was he trying to flirt with me? I smile at him, he must be good with the ladies. Such a smooth landing. *** ASHTON I stepped out of the men's bathroom, the white stain on my black shirt didn't go away but it was manageable.