Ash Betrayed の小説・ストーリー

I said and sobbed in end. A gasp escaped their mouth and they put a hand on her mouth. Their eyes widened in shock. "Fuck...." Ash cursed and then shook her head...... "He is so bad! How can he do this do such a sweet girl like you?! You are the best he deserved yet the stupid fuck boy do not know the meaning of special...." Ashley said venomously whereas Natasha was still in shock. Why heart why him???!!! Every one told me to beware of him yet my stupid heart was in rush and easily manipulated by him.....

Lisa felt the tears falling down her face, but she did her best to control her sobs until the moment she was in her room, she pulled her door and let herself break down. It hurt so bad, and she had no idea why. It wasn't like she had been dating Asher before, it was just casual sex, so why did it hurt this much that he had rejected her? It felt like her heart had been ripped out of her chest. Asher's words echoed in her head over and over again, his disgusted expression as he turned her down was an image she could never bring herself to forget.

ASHER * * I should have just stayed home and done s project or something, cuz seeing my ex frolicking with my boyfriend is not the experience I needed. I can't believe she gets him in the end. And I know she's pretending to be a changed person because under that mask is the crazy bitch she's always been. I had to watch Sebastian propose to her,I almost threw up. She acted so surprised like as if they didn't sign 6 million contracts to get there.

“I hope you’re not blaming yourself for his actions today. Avan’s a pig. If you hadn’t come to me with this revenge plan, he would’ve found another way to force himself on you.” I nodded, though a part of me still felt the sting of my own choices. “I know you’re right. I guess… I just felt so hurt when Avan betrayed me. It felt like the only way to take back my power.” Asher let out a soft, bitter laugh, and for a moment, something shadowed his face. “Trust me… I know how that feels.” I stared at him, taken aback. Asher? Hurt and rejected? He always seemed so sure of himself, so untouchable. “You don't expect me to believe that, Asher,” I said, trying to keep my tone light, but I couldn’t hi

BREAKFAST CAME AND all of us had a great meal together except Brittany who seemed like she was sulking over something. From the way she pouted her lips and sighed multiple times, I believe she’s having a misunderstanding with Asher. I even saw Asher shove away her hand when she held his arm. I feel bad for Brittany, Asher was just keeping her because she knew something and if he had a chance, he might get rid of her in no time… just like what they did to their father.

The shard pulsed with approval, its rhythm syncing to her defiance, its hunger fed by her refusal to yield. But then I saw it—the shadow creeping at her back, the cost she had not wanted to see. A man lay at her feet, his chest unmoving, eyes closed as flames licked the edges of his body. His hand still reached for hers, though he was long gone. Ashara’s power had saved her, but it had claimed him. The shard whispered through me, a cruel caress: She chose, as you must.

I had no interest in listening to him any longer. “Didn’t you say your arm was gone? It looks perfectly intact to me.” As soon as I finished speaking, his other arm thudded to the ground as well. Amid his agonized screams, parts of his body were torn away piece by piece until he was reduced to nothing, executed in the cruelest way possible. With my vengeance complete, an indescribable sense of satisfaction filled me. Queenie Aasen, who once cared for the world and acted with selfless righteousness, was gone.

A gloomy, somber energy surrounded him. During the time he lost Luna, he truly lived like a living dead. Five years ago, he and Luna had promised each other that they would grow old together. But when did he start to change? Was it when he got tired of the simple, peaceful life and sought excitement? Was it when he saw his friends dabbling in affairs, hugging multiple women, and his own desires were stirred? Was it when he thought he could hide his betrayal well, and things only got worse from there?

“There is no going back this time.” “The martial law that lasted only until morning that day…” Atasha whispered more to herself as she realized everything. Pieces of puzzles came together, frightening her the more she completed the riddle. She was doom. Atasha realized it this time. Her unstable gaze looked up to her manager. She ran to him, held his arms, and shook him desperately. “I want to meet Ashley! I will say sorry! I will kneel and kiss her feet if I have to! I don’t want to be banned!”

Miranda drew in a shuddered breath, but she didn't answer. Asher wanted to rip his hair out. He was spiraling out of control. He wanted to tear this home apart, just to demonstrate the constant pain he felt burning through every cell in his being, every time he saw Miranda and failed to see the woman he once loved. His muscles physically burned, and Asher was ready to claw his own heart out just to make the pain stop. Asher wanted to burn the world down. He wanted blood. The ghost sensed the Alpha's anger anchor in her chest. She stared at him with a petrified gaze. She almost didn't recognize him.