Ash And Cynthia Married Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Now it only energized him. He wanted what Ash had. He’d told himself he didn’t need that—a wife, a family, a home together—but he’d been wrong. He’d been lying to himself for years. When Ash and Violet kissed, now husband and wife, the guests and wedding party erupted into cheers. The kiss went on so long that Violet finally pushed Ash away with a breathless laugh, and somebody wolf-whistled in the crowd. Phin shot Emily a smile as he walked behind the wedded couple, mouthing, I’ll see you soon.

Those can wait. Jenny can’t. Her belly is slightly visible now in the photos, and the media has started feeding on it. The baby is still there. So what is Damien Shaw gaining from this marriage? The flash drive? Or are they trying to control me using my woman and unborn child? I push back from the desk and pace, my footsteps soft against the carpet, my mind burning. I need to save her from him. I need to hold her, to make her breathe again, to press my forehead to hers and say, “I love you,” until she believes it, until she remembers she isn't alone.

Cassius had said elves were free to study such things, a dangerous academic freedom, so long as the knowledge was never put to practice. Her voice softened, a distant echo from another life. "One day, another elf sat across from me, his own texts just as forbidden as mine. Necromancy. Our shared obsession became a language only we spoke. We debated forgotten theories, we shared our discoveries. That intellectual fire blossomed into friendship, and then into love. We were married within the year." I couldn't help the smile that touched my lips. "That sounds like a beautiful beginning."

A wedding? My heart suddenly feels suffocated. I don’t know what comes over me, but I feel like I’m sinking into darkness, heavy with despair. As relieved as I am that Cynthia hasn’t been tortured, the idea of Cynthia marrying a brute like Vikrov is horrible to even picture. And if they haven’t been torturing her this whole time, what have they been doing to her? ‘That should be your wedding,’ my inner wolf Aspen mourns. ‘You think I don’t know that?’ I retorted.

I looked around, in hopes of seeing Lavinia, but she was nowhere in sight. "Let's go." Zayden said as he linked our hands and walked out of the packhouse. We went to the awaiting vehicle outside and climbed in the moment the door was pulled open. Zayden directly pulled me closer to him, securing me in his arms as the car sped off, away from the packhouse. The ride to the Ashenpaw's mansion was silent with just the sound of my heartbeat drumming in my ears. I was scared that they would try to lie to me again, they wouldn't want to say the truth about what happened.

She also apologized to me on the stream, saying she had neglected me and asking me not to be angry. That reversal stunned Rowan’s fans. The same people who had been attacking me immediately flooded into the livestream to question Nina. "If you are Ash’s girlfriend, then why did you give Rowan flowers on the night the league was won?" Nina lowered her gaze and spoke clearly, word by word. "Giving Rowan flowers was part of our ruse to hype a CP." After saying that, she added, "I know I was terribly wrong, so heaven punished me by taking away the boyfriend who loved me most. I'm sorry to everyone, especially to Ash."

"Two hundred years ago, a lycan of royal descent and a cat shifter were mated. The Lycans were not happy as they wanted the royal line to remain fresh. The cat shifter named Diana had a witch father. It was said that he sought power over many supernatural beings and was most delighted with the mate bond between his daughter and the Lycan, but unfortunately, war broke out between the two species, and Diana was killed. Her father was so vengeful that he swore revenge on all the Lycans and he promised to bring his daughter who, like him, was blinded by power, back to life, more dreadful and powerful. The poor Lycan, maddened by grief over the loss of his mate, committed suicide and joined her i

“It’s strange how a man could live with a woman for five years and still not know her.” “She’s got you wrapped around her claws,” Shane sneered. He spt angrily, “I pity you.” Asher raised his glass, finishing his drink in one go. “I pity you,” he said coolly and stood up to leave. By then, Shane was thoroughly drunk. The room blurred, and he stumbled against the furniture as he walked. Hearing noises from the kitchen, he followed the sound. Alissa was cooking at the stove, her back turned to him. Shane leaned against the doorframe, watching her. Asher’s words replayed in his head. Memories of their marriage flooded his mind, and his eyes brimmed with tears.

Although she did not have nefarious reasons for hanging out with her school senior, she knew Victoria might tell Meadow that she saw her hanging out with Cynthia, who happened to be her husband's ex. Everyone knew how crazy Ethan was for Cynthia. Although Ashley would have loved to give Meadow a complex, she did not want to seem that obvious. They got a table in the small cafe, and a waitress came to take their order. They both ordered an iced coffee, and the waitress left. "So, how have you been?" Ashely asked Cynthia, and Cynthia shrugged. Cynthia looked at her and smiled. Ashley was fourteen when she broke up with Ethan and left the pack. Cynthia was only nineteen then.

After eating and doing the dishes, Ashley was walking towards the living room when she heard the doorbell. “Coming” She yelled heading to the door. “Girl” Andrea and Shelly squealed entering inside the house. “Girl, you look pale, are you okay?” Shelly asked, looking concerned while Ashley stared from Shelly to Andrea. “You need to know something,” She said to Shelly gesturing both of them to the three-seater sofa. “Actually my and Alan's marriage is a contact one not based on love” She paused waiting for Shelly's reaction. “And I may have fallen in love with him” She finalized.