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Parts 10
Time 1h 48m

Lauren_Alexandra

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"Whatcha working on?" I asked, sitting on my balcony on a couple feet from his.

Asher pushed some of his Dirty blonde curls from his forehead, looking at me through his dark lashes, "Calculus." 

I scowled, looking at the crazy amount of scratch paper he had used.

"Gross."

Asher chuckled and took his big frame glasses off, "Pretty much, Ant!"

"It's Antoinette to you! You don't see me running around your house calling you Tree." 

"Where did Tree come from?" He asked.

"Well, Asher is a type of tree and your named..." I trailed off avoiding his gaze.

He laughed again, it sent delicious shiver down my back.

"That's cute, but I prefer Asher."

"And I like Antoinette." I grinned in victory.

Asher just went inside his room with his homework and glasses. 

"Whatever you say, Ant."

The butterflies left as I now realized that I had a huge crush on my neighbor of Asher Newman and I wouldn't stop until I knew he felt that something growing inside of him, like freshly planted Apple Seeds.All Rights Reserved

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10 Years by Wifey0980

10 Years ago my life changed, I was 18, young, stupid and selfish. I thought I was doing the right thing, convinced myself everything I did I was doing for the boy who owned my heart, the boy I loved - so I ran as far as I could go, without explanation to my friends and in spite of my family I fled the only home I had ever known, left behind the only people that had ever cared about me, but I needed an escape. I know you heard me Amara, Is she, Is Lily, Mine?" "Asher" I whispered, taking a further step out onto the balcony, I closed the door behind me "No Amara, She looks like me, so just tell me the truth ok, she is my fucking daughter isn't she" "Yes" I let the words fall out of my mouth "Yes Asher, She is yours" "What the fuck Amara" His voice was loud, his face twisted in anger,

Forlot: The Mom Who Lives Next Door - Book Twelve by Forlot_Forever

It may be a small town. But it has its many secrets. ----------------------------- I sat down at the table and drummed my fingers on top of it, waiting for my food. Dad flipped two big pancakes into a plate and placed them in front of me. "Your favorite syrup is on the table," Dad informed. "And before I forget, could you take your sister to that antique shop that just opened up? They sell dolls there, and well...I accidentally broke one of Amy's dolls." I picked up the bottle of syrup and poured some syrup on my pancakes. "Nice one, Dad." After I had finished eating breakfast, Kira asked if she could tag along. I quickly denied, telling her that I was a big boy, and scooped up Amy. We headed out and downtown. That is where most of the shops are. We reached the new antique store, and I happened to peer through the window and saw... "...Mom?" ----------------------------- If you like adventure, mystery, humor, or cliffhangers, then this is the book for you! Cover: Recolor Copyright by Ash J. All Rights Reserved

When Bad Meets Worst by bluedroprose

The name's Asher Black, yea I know what you're thinking, it's me in the flesh no need to go running around wondering if you're dreaming asking people to pinch you and shi..... "Asher Xavier Black, mind your language, there are children running around you, more precisely our children." Do you know what that is? Well if you don't I'll tell you, that's my skater girl, my poison Ivy, my..... "Asher, handsome wants to go outside with the kids, can you let him out?" "Skater girl I'm busy can't he use the doggy door? I'm telling our story....." "You can just let them read it" Stupid dog, he doesn't know when to stop bugging my life. But maybe my wife is right, said no man ever, never the less, a man knows not to anger his six month pregnant lady, especially if she has four older brothers. Besides, you should listen to skater girl and read our story because my lady and three children needs their superhero, according to an old man I met once 'Son never let that smile and glow leave your lady's face, and when you aren't there anymore leave something for her to be happy.'

My Enemy, My Professor by Jazira_Albatross17

"So what's your type?" "What do you mean?" I pause, looking up from my book to meet the eyes of my dear friend. "Type of what?" She shakes her head with a chuckle. Her head then jerks to her boyfriend, busy trying to figure out a solution in his work. "What type of guy do you like?" "I don't really have one." I reply. "Come on, there must be something a guy does that catches your attention." My eyes casually glance around the courtyard, trying to figure out a quick response to her question. But then I hear a voice speak just to the right of us, Professor Abel happily talking to Mr. Levine. "Well?" "Older." I mumble. "Someone older." "Just older?" His deep grey eyes soften slightly in the sunlight. "Someone... colder too." "So you want someone as bad as Professor Abel?" My friend jokes poking my side with her fingers. I snap my head back to her, surprised at her question. To brush off the embarrassment I shrug my shoulders, faking a smile but my heart is pounding furiously. "Haha, very funny." It's as if our conversation has been leaked when my eyes rest back on the tall individual. The grey swirls are staring right back at me, his colleague oblivious of his wandering eyes. His expression is stern but in the light it seems as though his lips are curled up, making my stomach do a flip. "My type." I whisper with a small smile. Completely fictional! 🤗 Please vote~ #3 - high (3/10/2024) #1 - student (7/10/2024) #1 - enemies (1/11/2024) #5 - hate (18/11/2024) #1 - lovers (23/11/2024) #12 - heartache (04/01/2025)

Comeback Queen by tepigforlife

"I hate you." He scowled. "Well, I never said you had to like me, now did I?" I said sassily.He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms across his chest. "Keep rolling your eyes, maybe you'll find your brain back there." He glared at me. "Shut up with your lame combacks, they suck!" "Your just mad cause you're getting roasted by a girl. What? Is your ego being damaged?" "I am no being roasted, you are! I'm a savage!" He said cockily. I slapped my forehead and let out a chuckle. "Last time I checked, you have not said anything close to make you a savage and you have not even roasted me. Dumb ass." "Oh yeah well, your a ugly! Beat that!" He smirked. Wow. Oh my gosh everyone, give him a round of applause for that AMAZING burn! Nothing can beat that! Hint, sarcasm. "Your brain must feel good as new, seeing as though you never use it. Also, that was the worst comback ever, I bet my mom can come up with something better then that." I crossed my arms over my chest and smirked at him. "Whatever." He grumbled and walked away scowling. That's right! I like to call myself the comback queen because I always have an answer for everything. Like if someone says to me: you suck I go: well you swallow. So do you catch my drift? Yes? No? Maybe so? **** Riley Greene, the daughter of Maya. Unlike her mother, she is not as bubbly and outgoing or as childish. She is more of a like, how do I say this, a sassy, savage, sarcastic girl with a temper. I'm pretty sure she can kick you but if she wanted to. But hey, she did get some things from her mom. She loves food as much as her mom and can devour her food like a savage she is. Asher Kings on the other hand, is a typical bad boy. You know, with those secrets and mysterious vibe, girls go chasing after him, big ego, you know??? Any way, he still is pretty scary if you get on his bad side an that exactly what Riley does. What do you think will happen when there paths cross? And more importantly...What will happen after?

PSYCHOPATH IN LOVE by Psycho_deity

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His Mate: Prince Asher by GoodnessShadrach

"I know you are there," she said, her heart beating loud in her chest as her eyes searched frantically around. "I can...sense you." She added, hoping that might just scare whoever of whatever that was following her. She sighed, waiting for an answer or a noise, or anything that would just alert her of the ubiquitous presence with her. However, when a long time passed and nothing happened -the trees were still as still as they were and the moonlight shone as brightly- she counted from one to ten and turned to continue on her walk but she stopped frozen when she came face to face with the biggest wolf she had ever seen. Her heart jumped out of her chest when her eyes locked with it's red ones. A late run in the woods one night brought Asher to human teenagers camping in the woods. The fact that they could feel free to party there despite all the stories told about the woods interest him and a flitting thought to see what they were up to brought him face to face to someone he never thought he would meet. She was not pretty and wasn't even the average of his taste in women but there was something about her that seemed to pull him and seemed to calm his raging demon. But apart from that was something else, something that screamed danger and might ruin all his years of effort.

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10 Years

10 Years ago my life changed, I was 18, young, stupid and selfish. I thought I was doing the right thing, convinced myself everything I did I was doing for the boy who owned my heart, the boy I loved - so I ran as far as I could go, without explanation to my friends and in spite of my family I fled the only home I had ever known, left behind the only people that had ever cared about me, but I needed an escape. I know you heard me Amara, Is she, Is Lily, Mine?" "Asher" I whispered, taking a further step out onto the balcony, I closed the door behind me "No Amara, She looks like me, so just tell me the truth ok, she is my fucking daughter isn't she" "Yes" I let the words fall out of my mouth "Yes Asher, She is yours" "What the fuck Amara" His voice was loud, his face twisted in anger,