The Words Ashley Jade Novels & Stories

I trailed my hand up Asher's forearm loving the Sparks that danced along our skin as I did so. "I would hope not!" Jasmine laughed running a hand through her Jet black hair."Has Hayden found his mate yet?" I asked out of curiosity."Yes!" Jasmine all but yelled. "she's perfect for my baby! Her name is Autumn.Asher started to chuckle, then asked "what's the 3rd in commands mates name?" He let out another deep chuckle before jasmine answered. "June... Why?!"Asher threw his head back and let out a stomach clenching laugh that made everybody quiet down."What?" I asked poking his chest, only making him let out another round of gut clenching laughs.

The door creaked open and a beautiful young girl stepped in carrying a pair of sparkling red gown, Neah stared at the girl, her lips hung open at her hourglass figure and smooth skin. Neah felt jealous at the thought that she might be with Damon. "I'm Ashley Knight, I'm here to dress you up like Damon requested since this is his personal space!" Ashley said, her tone rough and authoritative that Neah was reluctant to move from where she sat. Does everyone call Damon by his name? Or was it just this rude girl? Maybe his girlfriend right? "I'm sorry but I think I have hands to do that for myself!" Neah flared back, a thick frown adorning her face. She already hated Ashley's gut and impolite to

Ashley replied in a cold tone. Jared gulped down to the coldness she displayed. " Give me another chance, I will make it right" He pleaded. " You wouldn't have bothered if Elena was still around. You must think we are pushovers. One you can abandon anytime and then suddenly try to make things right. Are you proud of yourself? Did you expect us to welcome you with open hands? " Ashley's voice came off icy and rude. Even though she wasn't the type to be rude, she couldn't help it with Jared. How dare he act like nothing happened. The audacity to even plead for a comeback!

"What about babe, baby, honey, honeypie, darling, sweetheart….." "Stop it!" Maya blushed. This man was out of his mind. Those cheesy words coming from his mouth made Maya's body to be covered in goosebumps. "Which one do you choose?" "Nothing. Just do whatever makes you happy." "Alright, honey," Ashton said shamelessly. "I think the princess is better." "I will go and see if the servants can prepare you some food," Ashton said as he got up from his seat. "Wait." "Aren't you hungry?"

Lad—Ashlynn,” she said in a shaky voice, her words little more than a breath. She originally had meant to say her title, Lady Asher, but there was something about the warmth Ares was giving her that made her change her mind. Ares' eyes were shown in delight. "A beautiful name for a beautiful young lady!" he exclaimed, awed by her queenly form. Her midnight locks flowed down her back like liquid ebony, highlights of chestnut shimmering in the light. Her emerald eyes were so deep, it felt as though they could look into his very spirit.

Jade's voice interrupted them as she walked into the dining room. Neither Ruth nor Ashley answered. Especially not Ashley. She had come with a proposal she knew her mother would never agree to. “Take a look at these.” Ashley placed the documents on the table. “I want you to read them first.” Before Ruth could reach for them, Jade picked them up and handed them to her. Ruth carefully flipped through the pages. Her eyes narrowed. “This is a fortune,” she said slowly. “Who gave you these?” Ashley took a deep breath and explained everything.

“She forgave her mother. She saved you. She didn’t choose power. She chose you.” Still, Kael did not speak. Ashen stood, staggering, looking toward the horizon. A sun should have been rising. But there was only parchment-colored sky, stained with fading ink. “We should bury her,” Ashen murmured. Kael finally spoke, voice distant. “There’s nothing left.” And that was when, The wind whispered. A single letter drifted from the sky. Then another, Then another. They fell like ash. Forming a spiral around Kael. Ashen stepped back, blade instinctively forming from memory though it held no power now. The letters began to speak. Not aloud, But inward. They carved a shape in Kael’s mind.

Cassian replied him and then moved his eyes to look at Maximus who stared at Julianne like he wanted something from her. “Who is she?” Maximus asked and Julianne looked at him. Not they? She thought and looked behind her to be sure if Marianne was still with her. She moved her eyes back to Cassian and heard him say; “Ash. She’s a newbie.” “It’s Julianne,” she made herself clear and got a grin from Cassian. “Or could be Jules,” the other one said. Funny! Julianne rolled her eyes at the back of her mind. Marianne tugged at Julianne’s cloth again and Julianne asked Cassian, “Where is it?”

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. Isla turned to Priya, absorbing her friend’s radiant presence as if seeing her for the first time. Priya was truly luminous—her almond-shaped eyes, framed by lush lashes, sparkled with mischief and light, while her skin glowed like polished bronze under the soft glow of the room’s sconces. Her smile was enchanting, capable of brightening even the darkest corners, and her glossy hair shimmered like silk, cascading down her shoulders. “You’re stunning,” Isla breathed, her admiration genuine and heartfelt.

I could only walk at a snail's pace. Behind me, Rachel's delicate, whiny voice drifted over. "Cole, my foot hurts a little." Then came a sharp little yelp, followed by the rapid thudding of footsteps rushing past me. I looked up to see Cole carrying Rachel in a princess carry, his tall frame completely shielding her. Only her slender calves peeked out from his arms. I met Rachel's gaze over his shoulder. The corners of her lips curled into a smug smile. She looked at me with open provocation and gave her foot the slightly playful wiggle.