Ash Betrayed Novels & Stories

"But that bastard Asher can stay with him!" Behind me, I could hear murmurs of agreement from Ashton and Antoine. I knew that neither truly trusted Asher due to his past actions, and once again he was proving that he only brought trouble and pain. "What did you say?" Leah growled, fixing her anger-filled gaze on me. "Repeat that!" "She’s right." Ashton agreed, as I opened my mouth to repeat what I said. "You don’t necessarily know his history." I watched as Leah’s eyes began to turn a bright red and smoke began to rise from her body as the vines surrounding her started to turn into ash.

Ash apologized and there were tears in his eyes and he approached me then tried to touch my cheek but I avoided my face. "I'm sorry, Akisha. I know I've hurt you enough, and that's why I'm staying away from you, so you don't get hurt again. Your life has become hell because of me. I'm sorry," Ash stated. "What do you know about how I feel, huh? And what did you say? Because of you, my life became hell? Damn you, Ash! What do you know about my life? Since I was born into this world, my life has been hell! Did Yvo also put that in your mind? You know what? Do whatever you want, I don't care. Believe who you want to believe. You won't listen to anything I say anyway," I said.

Let them die, that he knew. Hitting his head on the woods, as he landed, Elon Bahask watched from afar as Asher the brother to his master, had saved him, and that didn’t sit well him, he would only slow them down, he had realized, but was that all that he was, just a man that couldn’t keep up, he had disappointed Fallon obviously, he was all talk, and no action, looking to hid sides, as he sought for Fallon, he wasn’t there, and when he knew, it was too late.

“He’ll never touch you or our child again. We’ll make sure of it.” Dante nuzzled her neck. “You’re not property anymore, princess. You’re our woman. Our future wife. The mother of our babies. We love you too. More than this empire. More than anything.” Ashley cried softly between them, safe in their arms, surrounded by mirrors that reflected three broken people slowly becoming whole. The betrayal had cut deep. But their love — dark, possessive, and real — was healing her in ways she never expected.

Michael's chest tightened as he took in her pain, each accusation striking him like a blow. "Why did you do it?" Abigail's voice cracked, her tone a mixture of desperation and disbelief. "Why did you betray us? Did you ever truly love us, or were we just pawns in your twisted game?" Michael's eyes glistened with unshed tears, his voice barely above a whisper. "I thought I was doing what was best," he admitted, his voice heavy with regret. "But I see now how wrong I was." Abigail's eyes burned with a mix of anger and sadness as she looked at him, her voice seething with resentment. "You destroyed our family," she spat out, her fists clenched at her sides. "You tore apart everything that was g

As though she was some princess when she was nothing more than filth itself. "I don't understand why this is happening to me..." Ashley spoke, her voice cracking a bit, as she raised an arm up to her eyes, concealing them from our sight. "I did nothing wrong; only to want and give love. With the man I love most. Was that really wrong? To the point that the pack will dissolve? It's just too much..."

he asked with a smug smile. "I don't care about your name! Just leave me alone!" she yelled, jerking her hand from his hold. His smile faded and his forehead creased. "Better watch what you say because I'm a prefect and you can't talk to me anyhow" He said in a bragging manner, hoping it'll impress her. "I don't give a f**k!" Ashley retorted and walked out of him. "I'll still get you" He said to himself, smacking his lips as he watched her walk away.

“You are not welcome here.” I assumed that Charles was still upset over the incident years ago, but the maid added. “The family has gone bankrupt. Mr. Thornton put his pride aside to ask for your help, but your husband turned him away without hesitation.” The words hit me like a ton of bricks. I had no idea. I pushed past the maid, desperate to get answers from Charles. However, he lay in bed, his body hooked up to several devices. The maid sneered, “Your rejection pushed him into such a severe illness that he’s been unable to walk ever since.”

I felt really bad for what just happened. "Don't worry about it, it's just a shirt" he tried to reason. "I am Jason by the way" he introduced himself, smiling a little. "I'm Ana" I returned. "Such a beautiful name for a pretty lady" Was he trying to flirt with me? I smile at him, he must be good with the ladies. Such a smooth landing. *** ASHTON I stepped out of the men's bathroom, the white stain on my black shirt didn't go away but it was manageable.

She said. I didn't feel very comfortable because her gaze lingered too long on me, like she couldn't take her eyes off me. “I'm so glad you returned, Gracie. You wouldn't believe it if I told you I missed you." I smiled, and looked away, not sure what to say. “Asher even became a shadow of himself after you left. He was so moody and depressed." “He had issues with his friends at school then." I quickly said. It wouldn't be fair of her to attribute that to me. Wasn't that the period he puked on Xena?