5sos Ashton Irwin Novels & Stories

"For what?" "For everything," Asher replied, the briefest of smiles tugging at his lips. "I know this isn’t easy, but I appreciate it." Carlisle returned the smile, though it was small and laced with concern. "That’s what betas are for, right?" Asher nodded, but his thoughts were already elsewhere, focused on how to get back his family. *** Veronica had just finished wiping down the café’s counter when the chime above the door jingled, signalling a new customer. She glanced up with her usual warm smile. The man who walked in was dressed in a plain suit, the kind that was deliberately unremarkable.

I replied to Uno and acted like I didn't care about what he just said. "I hired a serial killer, Ashton, and as of this moment, I'm sure he's following Nicklaus wherever it goes. I told him to kill Nicklaus at exactly 12 this afternoon and the only way to stop him is if I call him right now which I don't think will gonna happen if I'm a cold corpse already. You won't beat me this time, Ashton, you can't used the same trick you used to Blue and Drew." Uno explains and for some unknown reasons, I felt even tenser.

Julian’s voice came through, thick with sleep and instantly sharp with worry. "What's wrong? Why are you calling me at nearly three in the morning? Is everything alright?" Ashton leaned his forehead against the cold metal wall of the elevator cab, the sudden question breaking through the hard composure he had been forcing all night. His breath hitched, his throat tightening so hard it hurt to swallow. "Julian..." His voice broke, raw and fractured. "Ashton? Talk to me, mate. What happened?" "It's Iris," Ashton choked out, a single tear slipping past his lashes despite his desperate attempt to hold it back. He wiped his face roughly with the back of his hand.

He smiled widely as he planted a kiss on Maya's cheek making Maya blush immediately. Ashton went over to his safe. The only people who knew of the way to open the safe were Theo and himself and whenever there was something urgent they could leave clues for one another in the safe. He was sure that if something had happened to the pack then Theo must have left a message for him. Maya looked on as Ashton skillfully opened the safe. He was not using a password but some weird methods that left her mind in a maze just by looking at it. It seemed like he was performing a spell but at the same time, it was not a spell.

would end. "What are y'all still recording? Or do you want to see your phone in the trashcan!?" He asked in a tone he had not used in a while and they took on their heels. Ashton sighed and sucked in a deep breath, ruffling his hair before retrieving his phone from his pocket. He proceeded to type in his password before logging into his I*******m page. He read the notification on the picture he had updated Just a few hours ago before he headed to school. -@SayJayy235

ASHTON A few hours ago, Willow took it upon herself to prepare me for New Year's Eve at a bustling nightclub in Dallas. Placing her hands on my shoulders, she instructed, "Repeat after me, I, Ashton Johnson..." With my arms crossed, I echoed, "I, Ashton Johnson," mentally bracing myself for a potentially disastrous evening. You see, Perry had warned me about the Johnson Curse, a belief that whatever can go wrong will go wrong for members of our family. Now, with two Johnsons on this trip, I was prepared for misfortune to befall me, but the thought of it happening to my sister was absolutely unthinkable.

“Positive. Not only was Carson the only one with access to the sorority’s social media account, but the picture was also posted from her phone.” “Thanks, Mason.” I sighed, feeling that familiar pang of guilt as I looked into his mossy hazel eyes. Asher’s phone began to ring. He frowned at the screen and turned away, placing the phone against his ear. The voice on the other end was muffled, but it was Mason I had my attention on. “Don’t feel bad, Lola. We’ve both been busy these last two weeks.” His easygoing smile gave me some reassurance, but not much. “Once you start your training back up, we’ll see more of each other.”

The same thing that happened at home. Why do I have to be the one to keep searching for him? Well, I guess he's the only one who always disappears with no trace. I went back to my office wearing a sad look as I wondered where Asher could be. The moment I sat back on my office chair, my personal phone started ringing with a strange number displayed on the screen. “Hello, is this Daisy Winans?” A male, thick voice asked from the other end of the phone.

"Sarah is fine. For now. But I need money, and I need it today." "How much?" "250 thousand dollars. Cash." "Why should I give you anything?" Marcus looked at Sarah, who was starting to stir on the bed. "Because I know who you really are, Elena Ashford. I know about your children. I know about your past. And I know there are people who would pay a lot of money for that information." "You're blackmailing me." "I'm offering you a business deal. 250 thousand for your assistant's safe return and my silence about your identity."

*** ~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.