Ash And Cynthia Married Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She was definitely the cutest, that was for sure. Ash loved his family, which included his older siblings, Trent and Thea, along with his younger siblings, Phin and Lucy. Since their parents were both dead now, they’d had to stick together. Until Trent had reunited with his former girlfriend Lizzie and had finally married her. He’d never gotten Lizzie out of his head. Ash hadn’t been a fan of Lizzie for breaking his brother’s heart, but at least they were all happy now. Sometimes they were so happy that it made Ash’s teeth hurt. Ash wasn’t meant for marriage. He’d known that since he was a kid. He’d seen what marriage—and love—did to a person when he’d watched his own mother fall apart from

Ashton himself couldn't stop expressing his gratitude, thanking God immensely for all the surprises life had brought him. Looking back, Ashton couldn't believe how his life had turned out. Initially resentful and reluctantly marrying Alice, he never imagined he would grow so fond and deeply in love with her. He even made a promise to God to cherish and bring happiness to his wife and children, hoping their story would last forever until the end of their days. (THE END)

Every trace. Asha had done it. She had deleted everything before she ran. His jaw clenched at the memory of her defiance, her determination to break free. He had promised her she would be free after two weeks. He had told her he would let her go, but deep down, he knew he had never intended to. The thought of losing her was unbearable, and he had broken that promise. She couldn’t live with him, though. He had seen it in her eyes every day—the silent resentment, the way she shrank from his touch, the way her spirit dimmed under his control. And so, she had waited for her moment.

She adjusted her sitting position to be more comfortable and continued the conversation to learn more about her friend's condition during her absence. "Oh yes, can you tell me how you got married to the handsome Asher? You guys can't be in bed, right?" Raisa whispered, which made Vallen widen her eyes. "Hey, what are you thinking about? Playing in bed? Oh my God! I'm being forced. I wonder why you guys admire a sneaky guy like Asher so much. He just casually married me when I was in critical condition and took the opportunity to legalize the marriage book while I was unconscious. Once I woke up, he said he was my husband. Isn't he crazy!" Valencia said in exasperation.

I'm so sad' Her eyes were brimmed with tears as she sent the text to Ashley. 'You shouldn't be sad, Mrs Brown. I was going to tell you also. I'm married and I wasn't going to be able to marry your son' The reply she got from Ashley broke her heart even more. After they were done chatting, Mrs Brown tossed her phone on the bed and breathed out. Her heart wrenched painfully and she clenched her fingers tightly as the thought of her husband crossed her mind. Maybe she was destined to never enjoy marriage... ***** Asher tossed on the bed for the umpteenth time. It was midnight already but he was finding it difficult to sleep. His thoughts were occupied by Ashley and he didn't want anything at th

Emmy has spent her life believing she understands where she belongs: beneath the protection of King Xander, the wolf king who raised her as his own, and within a kingdom that has always been her home. But on the eve of her twentieth birthday, everything she knows begins to unravel. When a mysterious amethyst amulet awakens a power buried deep within her, Emmy discovers that her fate is tied to something far older—and far more dangerous—than the kingdom she loves. The ancient dragon king, Ignisvath, has returned from the shadows, and his connection to Emmy is not one that can be explained away as coincidence. As whispers of war spread through the kingdoms and the Dragon King’s presence grow

I didn’t know what kind of game Annabelle was playing, but I wasn’t going to let her win. Asher was mine and only mine. I married him, and he married me. We both loved each other. He loved me; I could see it. Annabelle was never going to get what she was seeking for because Asher Gray was not Regal Henshaw, and he can never be.

Quietly. Aisha froze. Something stirred unexpectedly inside her chest. Without realizing it, she sat down. Then she started reading. Hours disappeared. Outside, darkness settled over Belle Vue. Rain continued falling. Nurses changed shifts. Patients went to bed. The hospital moved through its nightly routines. Aisha remained in the archives. Reading. The story consumed her immediately. Arman met Meher in a university library. They fell in love. Married. Moved to a small town surrounded by forests. Had a daughter.

“Guards! Get the girl! She smashed the rock!” Four guards rushed at me with iron spears pointed right at my chest. The metal tips buzzed with blue sparks. I watched my whole plan fall apart before I even stepped inside a classroom. If they threw me in the deep cells, I’d never get close to Kaelen Vance. I’d never get my revenge. I glanced down at my left hand. The fresh cut from Evangeline’s ring was still pouring blood, mixing with the dust on the floor. The forbidden ash-magic inside me was going wild, begging to burst out and swallow those blue sparks on the spears.

Ashiyaan said to Chutki cupping her sad face. "Me too sorry," Divya said. "Why bacha?" Ashiyaan asked her. "We share every secret, I know about this and I dreamt of that... you," Divya said looking down. Hearing this Ashiyaan got up from her place and hugged her. She held back her tears and stayed strong. She can't be this weak. If she wants to get married to Arvind then she has to get over this feeling. "Di you okay?" Divya asked concerned as Ashiyaan parted away and nodded her head in yes.