Afton Family Pictures Novels & Stories

Family, friends, distant cousins dragged out of hiding—everyone who could make it was here. Ashton’s family tree was less tree, more tangle. Edouard Laurent had a few brothers and sisters, and each one had their own army of children and grandchildren. Ashton’s father, Reginald, was Edouard’s youngest son. Reginald had three sons, Ashton being the eldest. Throw in a bunch of distant relatives, and you have a party that could rival any school reunion. Ashton’s arm slipped around my waist, and we walked towards the house in sync.

His body was slender, with minimal muscles, and he was twenty years of age. The youngest, Tobias Thornton, was eighteen. He was skinny, with no muscles, five feet ten inches. Tobias had auburn-colored hair, cut low and styled similarly to his brother Timothy. He had a straight nose and hazel eyes, like his mom. He had his father's perfect lips, not too small, not too big. These boys were handsome and spoilt rotten! Trouble and drama followed them. The fascinating family of four lived close to the mountains. The towering mountains were to the back of them, and on the other side of those mountains were the expansive and beautiful seas, and everything else was in front of them. Just the way he