A Vengeful Bride Ashley Mu Novels & Stories

You know the part where pendants sat like chickens on nests, and I couldn’t help but blush. ‘Was this even real?’ I spun in every direction just to appreciate how great I looked from every angle. I felt a rush of excitement as I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that I, twenty-one-year-old Ashley Wells, would be getting married to none other than Alexander Grey, the Alpha of the Shadow Haven Pack.

I was stepping into unfamiliar territory, risking everything for a chance at revenge. A figure emerged from the shadows, a tall and imposing man with a cold gaze. It was Blake, the alpha of the rival pack. His piercing eyes met mine, assessing me with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion. "You're brave—or foolish—to come alone, Ashley," Blake said, his voice carrying a low, rumbling tone. "What brings you here?" "I seek an alliance," I replied, my voice firm and resolute. "I've had a falling out with my alpha, Matt. I want to take him down, and I believe we can achieve that together."

I knew she could get through it all. Because she is ASHLEY LEWIS - MILLER my fighter wife, ready to face and accept all the pain to protect her loved one. Hurt, get up, fight, and now say goodbye to all the pain of the past. It will make another chapter full of fun and no more pain to go through between the two of us.

“I, Elena Brook , take you, Adrian Cross, to be my lawful married husband. For better or worse, in poverty and in riches… I couldn't wait to hear the rest. I had heard those words during my brother’s wedding. Those vows, promises, those happy moments, the butterflies that usually fly in everyone’s belly. I had imagined myself saying those words one day. Now hearing them spoken to someone else entirely…it felt like a stab in my chest. And the only thing I knew was no one else but my beloved Man, My fiance was getting married but the bride isn’t me. I could hear my ears ringing. My chest tightened painfully like I was wrapped in someone’s hand and I was being squeezed. I raised my head up to l

"And when he arrives, I will show him exactly what it means to cross me. I’m going to make him watch as everything he loves turns to ash." I shifted on the leather sofa, trying to find a comfortable spot, but a strange, cold knot formed in my stomach. I had wanted this. I had spent weeks planning for the moment Stefano would pay for discarding me. I wanted him to suffer for treating me like a disposable tool while he treated Elena like a goddess. But hearing Raffaele talk about 'ash' made my skin crawl. I wanted Stefano punished, yes. I wanted him to regret ever looking past me. But I didn't want him dead.

Your enthusiasm and encouragement have inspired me every step of the way, and for that, I am eternally grateful. Now, I have a little secret to share with you about Book Two. Brace yourselves, for there will be even more plot twists and turns, secrets unraveling, and unexpected alliances forming. And, oh yes, a little spoiler for you - Ashley, our fearless heroine, will find herself facing a daunting punishment, but amidst it all, she will discover the unimaginable - she will fall pregnant. The tangled web of love, loyalty, and danger will grow even more complex, leaving you on the edge of your seat.

Akshara asked the ash bride, “Princess, is there any wrong with my choice of your outfit?” “Nope, you choose me a turquoise blue gown, I am looking like an angel. It’s not about me, it's about you, Axy.” The ash-haired bride mentioned Akshara and shared her wide grin. In her grin, no one could decipher how cunning and wicked thoughts were hiding behind that. All brides looked up to the brunette bride and come close to her, “What?” “Why did you call us, Avi?” “She groomed you all, don’t you want to repay her aid?” Avika, the ash hair bride infuriated everyone with her damn question.

Veins popped up on the side of her neck. "I told you I'll have my revenge didn't I?" Alex said with a smug smile. Ashley gritted her teeth. "You can hit her all you want Claire. Take out all your anger on her" Alex pulled a chair to sit while Claire grabbed a stick that was lying on the floor. With a devilish grin on her face, she started hitting Ashley with the stick. Ashley's eyes stung with tears. Her tears were more of anger than pain. She shut her eyes tightly as the stick hit her back. Alex smiled, deriving pleasure from Ashley's reaction.

She looked beautiful Confidence radiating in her every move She didn't look like the old Clarice Or she wasn't her I'd spent last night thinking if it was her or not Trying to figure out how to make her forgive me How to get a second chance And there's only one way to do that “Miss Ashbourne” i called and she froze Visibly deciding to either ignore me or…. “How can i help you” she said her eyes meeting mine for a brief moment before going back to the paper “do you have any question with regards to the plans” “No i wanted us to talk about what happened yesterday”