Ash Anderson Novels & Stories

"I need... I need some time." He turned and strode out of the room, ignoring the calls of the others behind him. His footsteps echoed down the hallway, each one louder than the last, until he burst through the door into the crisp night air. The forest loomed ahead, dark and silent, a haven from the chaos threatening to consume him. Without hesitation, Asher broke into a run. His muscles burned, his lungs heaved, but he didn’t stop. The wind lashed at his face, cold and biting, as if trying to strip away the layers of pain and confusion that weighed him down.

It was better to just let them have their long overdue heart to heart and sit quietly like a fly on the wall. “I’ve been pretty fucked up since Adam died. And I hid it from everyone pretty fucking well,” Ash took a deep breath, “at first, I just became an adrenaline addict, chasing that next high by doing crazy shit. Like skydiving, base jumping, mountain climbing. But then I started doing dangerous stuff, pushing that envelope more and more. Like cliff diving in illegal places. Freestyle climbing cliffs. And then I turned to other ways to get high.” Ash took another drink of water. Grayson processed what his friend was saying, or rather the things he didn’t say. Grayson breathed deep.

that ea she only thing she said as she zoomed off again. "If only they could elt me see him, I need to be there for him. We do and what if it's to say our final goodbye " her voice clearly chocking. "Hey dude, who's the guy and are you like the girlfriend or the boyfriend? " Asked Asher. I know it's just his way of steering away the topic but the punk has to do it at my expenses "Well, we are not official yet but Arnold is an Australian Doctor….wait, he is a Doctor!" I shouted and looked at Asher and Mother.

She stood there for a while looking dazed. After sometime, she came back to her senses and remembered Nick's words. She immediately pulled out her phone and went online. She widened her eyes in shock. Oh my!!Nick is such a perfectionist. He had known about treachery from a long time and even prepared a new proposal. It seems that she forgot how meticulous Nick was in his work. Good then our company is now #1 trending with the title "Asher group continues saga". She quickly opened the topic and read through it and said to herself, Wow, Mr.Asher is so awesome and she giggled to herself and patted her cheeks to bring down her excitement. "Ms.Mira, please don't slap too hard, we can't afford to

He was also at a good height, perhaps six feet two or one. "I'm Asher, I work with Zachary and Mr Newman so I already know who you are," He said in a thick, rich, British accent. Oh my.

Nala look at him and move a bit closer to lucas , i feel the hurt of ash although he's trying to hide it and give the girl a tight smile. "Nala this is asher" she give him a timid smile hardly looking at him at all. Fuckk , i don't wanna lose her but i can't let ash get hurt again. Ryan walk in next , being 6'1 with ash blond hair, blue eyes and an easy smile he walk straight to nala and offer her his hand while saying "Sheriff Ryan grey at your service mam" and tip an invisible hat.

Pamela introduced. Thomas straightened and extended his hand to Ashley. “Ashley Knox, the famous designer?” Ashley's distrust flickered through her eyes. “And you are?” She cocked a questioning brow, entirely ignoring his outstretched hand. “Thomas. Thomas Bradley. I'm a big fan of your work. Your latest designs were impeccable.” “Thank you.” Ashley said guardedly. She turned to Pamela. “Can we leave now? Her tone was more polite, but it didn't lose the hardness to it.

I was a worthless human being, and I deserved to die in that field. Ash took another drink then wiped his bottom lip with his thumb. “I’m sorry, man. I really am.” “I know you are.” “What’s your next move?” “Get back on my feet. Kill Maddox. It’s pretty simple.” Ash gave a slight nod. “May not be that simple. He’ll expect it.” “Doesn’t make a difference. I’ll get him one way or another.” “You got me and Damien behind you.”

I'll give the bracelet back too. I descended the steps and stopped half a yard in front of him. I took out a thick file from my handbag and threw it into his face. In a serious voice, I said, "Wayne, everything in here is evidence and documentation from the three assassination attempts and five corporate espionage incidents you faced over the past seven years. The knife wound I sustained is repayment to you for saving my life back then. "The moment I slipped that bracelet onto Ingrid's wrist, Hillary Waldram died. The woman standing here now is Hillary Lachlan."

Clad in a plain black shirt as he walks through the door way. I walk to the dj set, and ask him to turn it doesn't. He does as I grab the mic and tap on it before speaking into it, catching everyone attention. “Hello~ lovely ladies and gentlemen” I catch a glimpse of Zion moving along with the crowd. “I know you are enjoying but do you know what's this bash for?” I ask, eyeing Zion who finally makes it in the front. “Tonight's Bash is for my amazing brother Zion” I drag the word ‘amazing’ in a slow silly way before adding,