Ash And Dawn Fanfiction Novels & Stories

she giggled kissing her child's forehead. She took a deep sigh. "Though mother and Annabel aren't here with me, I hope that they are happy in heaven" she thought aloud. She heard the door creak open, she turned around. The prince walked in and shut the door behind. She smiled at him "you're home." He grinned. The End.

“Lucien doesn't want Jax, he took him because he knew it was his best chance to have me delivered to his doorstep. I'm just wondering how this will all end.” Ash tightened the grip around the wheel. “It will end with us all coming home.” He said. “Yeah, or maybe change is exactly what we need.” She said and turned away from Ash. The passing trees looked like blobs of color at the speed they went and one droplet of rain fell on the window. She followed the drop down the window and another one followed. The sky opened up and the heavy rain that the news warned about was officially starting. Ash slowed down and watched as the sky lit up from lightning strikes and parted ways for the waterfall t

.Early the next morning, Ashley woke up to steaks of sunlight over her face. She gently opened her eyes and saw that it was daylight. She slowly got up and turned to see where sheas. She was in a room and she was confused at first. What was she doing here? How has she even gotten here in the first place? Then she saw she was naked and suddenly flashes of what had happened last night came to her with speed. She had slept with alpha Liam.

They stood there, caught in the moment—wishing, waiting, thinking… Then, as if snapping out of a trance, Dahlia cleared her throat and quickly turned toward the door. “Well… it’s getting dark and—” “Yeah, totally.” Asher blinked, regaining his composure before stepping toward the door. As he reached the threshold, he paused. “I won’t get Chloe’s hopes up unless I know for sure that you’re coming.” Dahlia gave a small nod in response. Another lingering glance. A silent exchange of something neither could put into words.

The wind scattered the ashes, and the rain soaked them, washing them away little by little amidst the flowing water. Sheila fell out of her wheelchair and hit the ground. Ignoring the pain, she crawled toward the drain, desperately trying to gather the ashes with her hands. It was hopeless. "My baby… My baby..." She could only watch as her child's ashes slowly disappeared. There was nothing she could do. It felt as though someone had torn her heart apart. She knelt in the mud, sobbing as she reached deep into the drain again and again. Her hands quickly became caked with filth, but she kept searching.

The sun was peeking over the horizon, and the breeze was gentle, blowing through the trees and rustling of leaves. The birds were singing their morning song as usual. The sun splashed on Ashley's bare skin, jerking her out of sleep as opened her eyes. Jason was still in deep sleep, his hands tightened on Ashley's waist. Ashley beamed a soft smile after she stared at his handsome face for a while. Everything about him just gave her the chills. She lay down facing him to admire his cute features.

"A long time ago." "Then what do I do?" his voice was filled with despair. "Tell me what to do, I'll do anything." I put down my knife and fork and looked at him. "You don't have to do anything. Just live your life, Kaelen. And forget everything about us." "I can't." "Then learn to." I stood up. "Eat your food. This is the last meal we'll ever have together." One month later. I received a letter written in blood.

All the tears that were about to break out disappeared, replaced by joy and delight. “Mama! Mama!” Farrah smiled, her pain minimized. Sure enough, if Dior is her kryptonite, then Dae is her antidote. “Hi, baby. Did you miss mama?” * Farrah's dreaming. Inside her dream, there seems to be endless darkness and the only thing she could see was a large iron door covered with cobwebs, dust, and dirt, proving that the door she was seeing wasn't opened for a very long time. There's no sound, just deafening silence. She took a step forward, another, and another. When she was in front of the door, she hesitantly stretched her arm, checking if the door was locked.

When I first started writing Kingdom of Ash and Blood, I never imagined how far this story would carry me. What began as a spark — a single image of a woman standing in the ruins of her past — became a journey that taught me more about strength, love, and survival than I ever thought a story could.

She shivered, as she felt a wetness between her legs, weird. "Why is there a private jet on my roof?" "That's our transportation to the Pinnacle Award. Where is the dress I got for you?" "I burnt it." Aiden smiled, but it wasn't nice, and his gaze followed her exposed body, making her smaller. "I will punish you for your disobedience." Aiden took a step forward closing the door behind him, Out of instinct, Ashley took a step backward, Aiden smiled, moving forward again, and Ashley took another step backward until she fell on the cushion, with Aiden large frame towering over her. She gasped at the feel of his body, the thick-muscled wedge of his thigh between hers.