Ash And May Lemon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My hands clenched into fists, and I felt the urge to lash out to vent the storm raging inside me. I’m furious at the circumstances that have brought me to this moment. Angry at the Moon Goddess for pairing me with someone so vulnerable, when I come from a rare bloodline. I shake off the dark, spiraling thoughts and turn toward Maya. I force a smile and pull her into a hug. “Come here. You must be tired. Let me drive you to your hotel.” Maya stiffens in my arms and pulls back. “No, Asher!” she snaps, “I’m not just your girlfriend, for crying out loud. I’m your chosen mate! I should be in your room, not some hotel!”

Liam P.O.V. Getting back home I am drenched from the sudden burst of rain. My mind is running a mile a minute, and Ash is both fuming by his mate degrading herself like that, and excited to have been with his mate again. But he is also really frustrated with her for not wanting to be with us. She keeps saying she is not Luna material, but we can feel the power within her. She is so strong. Why doesn’t she believe in herself?

he teases, laughing. I grin as May’s face falls—only for her to suddenly scream in excitement. I burst into laughter while Ryan tries to calm her down, pulling her into a soft kiss. “She’s happy tonight,” Caden says with a smile. “They’re both happy. It’s amazing,” I reply, stealing the bottle from him and taking a long drink. As I lower it, I spot Asher stumbling toward us with a goofy grin on his face. “Oh, dammit. I hate May’s friends,” I mutter to Caden, nodding toward the incoming trainwreck.

Ashley greeted back. " Going home already? " Leo asked. " I suppose" Ashley replied, and the two walked side by side. "Have you tried my method yet? " Leo questioned after noticing her moody countenance. Ashley forced a Smile, " I should right? , I bet I'm getting older than a granny now" Ashley answered back trying to boost the spirit. Leo let out a short laugh, " Trust me, you are still cute even with the face" Leo replied and smiled.

He hated it… but the thought of surpassing that challenged made him do the same. Asher didn’t tiptoe though. His feet were both flat but he also run. He was faster than Damon and when he reached the end, he also crashed down beside him, biting his tongue so he wouldn’t scream. In his mind, he wouldn’t give Marion and his men the satisfaction of seeing him squirm in pain. “Fuck, that was really really hot!” – Damon talked to Asher “I feel like my feet can’t walk for days now.” – Asher said but he was trying to be calm

“Daddy, I let Mommy Elise out. “I didn’t mean to. I just didn’t want her to be locked up… “But she pushed me to the ground. She didn’t even look at me when I scraped my knee.” Teddy stared at his injury in a daze before wailing out loud. “I don’t like this mommy anymore. I want my old mommy back! My old mommy used to kiss my boo-boos and make them all better.” As Logan looked at Teddy’s face, so much like Coral’s, exhaustion weighed heavily on him.

If only it worked that way. As my consciousness faded, my soul felt yanked back—to that Halloween night that changed everything. Lights strung like jack-o'-lanterns, crowds surging like a river. I was gripping my little brother Matthew Duncan's hand—warm and soft—terrified that if I let go for even a second, the tide of people would swallow him up. But in the blink of an eye, a puppet-maker's stall caught his eye. He pointed at a fierce general figurine, bouncing with excitement. "Eli! I want that one! The general!"

I hadn’t washed it yet. However, when I examined the collar, my fingers paused. The button was loose. The thread looked new, like it had been forcibly pulled. I crouched down and opened the shoe cabinet. My pair of hospital slippers sat neatly inside. The soles were clean. I remembered clearly that the last time I wore them, there had been a faint yellowish stain from disinfectant. Now, the soles were gray-white, as if someone had deliberately scrubbed them clean. My breathing tightened slightly, but my expression didn’t change.

But every year, at the same time, one of her comrades delivered a pack of shortbread cookies. At 60, I taught my final class. Before the bell rang, I looked out toward the hillside. A flourishing willow tree stood there. My son lay beneath it. "Cyrus, Dad misses you." —The End

“Do you remember what I told you, Lila?” He opened a small box on the table and took out three pieces of chocolate. Lila laughed and took them from him. “Yes, yes, every day before bed I eat your chocolate to erase the day’s exhaustion.” “Yeah, maybe that’s what I missed.” Adam smiled at her and gently patted her hair. They talked for hours about work and her plan to use Ryan and Mr. Myers to get closer to the rich crowd. When the sun began to set, she decided to return to the palace before her mother got worried.