ASHER As instructed, the next morning started on a busy note. The host of Palace staff and guards worked to make sure that the garden was ready for my... Sophia and my wedding. To be honest, I could not exactly say I was looking forward to it. After all, I was about to swear the rest of my life to

ASHER Sophia Bailey, my first love, stood underneath the dim light of the moon, wide-eyed as though she had just seen a ghost. From where I sat, it was easy to sniff in her fear. The sleeveless straps of her dress and the low neckline aided in magnifying the goosebumps that rose at the surface of h

SOPHIA "Stop! Bring him back! It's not possible! It can't be!" When I ran after Asher in a bid to force him to have the difficult conversation he had just walked out of, his mother crying at the top of her voice, and Asher standing still and staring at his father's rock hard body was the last thin

ASHERRaspberries and a mix of heaven. That was exactly what Sophia's lips tasted like. The excitement that burst in my belly once our lips collided and our tongues intertwined was one unlike anything I had ever felt before. And when she moaned against my lips and seized my upper lip with her lowe

ASHER Everything in me wanted, needed, to take her in that corridor there and then. Storm was ready to create hail if I did not. She was our mate, and we had longed for her since the very moment we set our eyes on her. However, while my fingers traced her silky skin, and my lips explored every inc