Ahs Quotes Novels & Stories

Asher took his drawing and looked closely, it was pink and looked at Haya's different drawings. "Well, are you great at drawing?" Asher was covering his eyes. "Of course not. "Before, I also painted." Asher said that. "Eh, really? Why not this time?" Haya asked as she looked at Asher. Asher was in the chair and leaned closer to Haya. "I've lost my motivation and I'm also apathetic. I feel like no one sees me and my actions don't matter." Asher said sadly. As he said this he remembered the past…

is who said "Asra doesn’t hate Loren." ⋅• ♱ •⋅

I asked him. He nodded his head. "A really hot fuck." He said. "Don't forget that part Ashwini." I stumbled back as his words pierced into my heart. His words were a slap in my face, designed

Ash's POV I enter my room and resist the urge to slam the door behind me in anger. 'Ughh!... The gall of that damn man!' I scream inside my mind with rage. ‘Just because I had relationship with other women!?’ Insanely hypocritical words coming from a man who literally went bonkers over a measly kiss! 'Goddess, I hate him! I hate him! I hate him! I hate him! I hate you, Thor Reginald 'motherfucking' Quinn!

He said with a smug smirk. “ You sure as hell do when you are standing in my building, Howards,” Asher said, advancing menacingly. “ Don’t be proud. Anything can happen, you should know that by now. If you are nice, you might end up winning the hearts of the new owners of the place.” He admonished. “ It’d be a shame to lose out, Don’t you think?” “ Get out of this building, Howards. I’m being nice. Do not step foot in this building ever again, for your safety.” Asher was done playing, his jaws grounded in unresolved angst as he stared at his arch-nemesis from his dark shades.

Aslamulaikum everyone Hello to all of you Hope you're doing well So , here is the next update Hope you all like it Do share the reviews with me Please be safe . Please ignore the grammatical mistakes. Or any other mistake My exams are near so please pray for me “When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long in disappointment and bitterness at the closed door that we do not expectantly look for and therefore see with pleasure and gratitude the one which has been opened for us.” ~Helen Keller That quote was pretty touchy. I loved how it motivates the life.

"He's annoyed with me. But he answers." I thought about my own father. The questions I had stopped asking years ago. The answers I didn't want to hear. "Your turn," Asher said. "My turn for what?" I was a bit confused. "A question. Any question." He urged. I thought about it. "What's your happiest memory?" I asked. Asher was quiet for a moment. "I don't know if I have one." "Everyone has one." I wiped my mouth with a napkin. "Not everyone." He leaned back in his chair. "I have moments, but nothing that stands out above the rest."

I am willing to become the man she likes. ************************************************** what do you thing of Asher????? Your thoughts??

' I say. 'Maybe you do. You can do a lot of things that you didn't think you could do.' Asher says. 'This is a little more sophisticated then I am used to.' I say. 'You have to try.' Asher says. He was right. I did have to try. And I needed to do it quick before they destroyed our homes and killed everyone that we loved.

I replied, attempting to maintain a neutral tone, but the sarcasm still seeped through. "Ah, we're discussing Aurora's attempt at throwing the most extravagant parties we've ever seen," Asher chimed in, his grin mischievous, and I couldn't help but chuckle. "It seems we can't talk about her without a hint of sarcasm," Axel added, echoing my thoughts with a wry smile.