Alexia Ashford Novels & Stories

The last ten percent were some of the deadliest soldiers on the planet, and they weren’t even Awakaned. The door slid open and Deputy Director Anna Starling walked inside. She was a short Nigerian American woman who was career Navy before taking a position with the AHDF and carried herself like the Rear Admiral Lower Half she never ceased to be. Following her were a man and a woman in dark service uniforms that lacked any markings, name patches, or branch designations.

"I don't want to lose you yet, I want to help you, Abbie. I want you to believe in yourself, to know how to manage the company your father left you, and if that’s not what you want, then I know one of the best financial advisors in the country who can help you with your company so you can do what you like it more, but don’t give up without first starting.” "So... you're not mad at me?" "God, little one. No!” His gaze turned grim. "It's just... You don't know Mom, and if she's here, that means Alessia and Maggie are too." “Isn't Maggie your niece?” I asked confused, "Who is Alessia?" “Alessia is my sister, and Maggie is her daughter, but I haven't told you anything about… she suffers from a c

She had to stop him from learning what she was now certain was true. Mia Thompson was Elena Ashford. And if Nikolai proved it, Cassandra would lose everything.

"Excuse me, but I need to use the men's room." Thelia nodded, giving Asher a knowing smile. Asher quickly made his way through the crowd towards the restroom, grateful for the temporary reprieve. As he navigated the dimly lit corridors, a strange sensation began to settle over him. His vision blurred slightly, and his head felt heavy. It was as if a thick haze had descended upon his senses, clouding his mind. He shook his head, trying to clear the fog that seemed to cling to him.

“It’s okay. You had your reasons. I just hope… even if you can’t trust me or Arthur, I hope you can trust him.” Ashleigh’s eyes drifted past the screen to the small pendant hanging from her dresser, the one that held her wedding ring. She smiled faintly. “I do.” ************** At Tixton company... “Turn it off,” Adrian said calmly. Turner nodded and switched off the tablet streaming the CCTV feed from Ashleigh’s room. Across the desk, Alexander gave a low whistle. “Man. I don’t know who’s down worse, Ashleigh, who’s supposed to be studying but is there dreaming about you, or you, sitting through a business meeting with her on screen the whole time.”

“Who’s she?” Sasha finally spoke up in confusion. “That’s Ashley, Liam’s ex-girlfriend,” Desiree replied. Sasha raised a brow. “The one who broke Liam’s heart and came to harass you guys at the diner?” Desiree nodded, still astonished by the deformities she was seeing on Ashley. What had happened to her? “Liam? Did you just say, Liam?” Ashley’s eyes widened as panic and fear flashed through them, and she began throwing her eyes around the large boutique frantically. “Is he here? Is he here with you?”

It had simply exposed one that had never gone away. Meanwhile, back in Ashbourne, Alessia walked through the quiet halls of Blackthorne Psychiatric Center. The facility was unusually still. Distant voices and rolling carts echoed through the corridors. When she entered her mother's room, Solen sat by the window as she always did, staring outside. Dark circles shadowed her face, and she looked exhausted and fragile. According to the doctors, little had changed. She barely ate, rarely spoke, and spent most of her days in that chair, as if waiting for something, or someone.

It took several dead ends and endless scrolling before she finally found a short mention in a medical journal—one line that made her freeze: “Led by the research division at Ashford Biotech…”

do you have any idea of what you've done? Damien sighed when he realized that his tone was rather harsh but truth must be told! she was a complete psycho for trying to do this.. Rihanna's sobs filled the room "Of course I've gone nuts! I'm totally mad over you! and you know that! but you chose to disregard my feelings because of that woman and her son!" The door opened and Asher stepped into the ward closely followed by Alexa who had a worried expression on her face.. "Jeez! Rihanna what have you done?!" Alexa barked out in irritation..

“Have a seat. We’ll call you in shortly.” They sat down quietly at each sides. Azxel’s knee bounced once, then stopped. His hands stayed clenched in his sleeves. Jaelen watched him from the corner of his eye but didn’t speak. A door opened. “Azxel?” He stood immediately. The therapist’s office was warm in a deliberate way with soft lighting. Two chairs angled toward each other. A bookshelf full of titles about trauma, dissociation, identity, recovery and many others. The man smiled kindly. “I’m Dr. Ash. You can sit wherever you’re comfortable.”