Ash's Mom's Name Novels & Stories

Asher just finished his business call with his partners on the phone. He decided to check up on his mother. He saved Ivana from drowning at the pool, he was not able to attend to her because of a business meeting he had to hold on the phone. His mood got ruined when he heard his mother talk badly of Ivana. He was surprised to find her conspiring with Cassie and Anna. He watched how Ivana was helpless and he took it upon himself to stand up for her.

“I didn’t know Alice had such a handsome brother. So tell me, son—are you one of those brainy types, or one of the rude soccer boys she hangs out with?” “Mom!” I protest, practically dragging her away from him. “You should go and freshen up.” She smirks at me but lets me pull her up the stairs That’s my mom—unforgiving and unforgettable. Once, during a game, one of Asher’s friends called her “hot” over FaceTime. She demanded an apology for weeks. But honestly? Who could blame him? With her straight hair, glossy lips, and baby lashes, she could easily pass for my sister.

"And then, instead of crawling back to your pathetic little pack, you threw yourself at his father. Right there in front of everyone. Like a dog begging for scraps." "Can you imagine the desperation?" The pig-eyed woman shook her head. "The shamelessness? My mother would have drowned me if I behaved that way." "What else would you expect from Ashvale trash? No breeding. No dignity. Just a social climber who got lucky." I let them finish. Let them empty their venom. Then I smiled. "Are you done?" They exchanged smug glances. "Let me share some facts with you." I stepped closer. "Fact: I was abandoned at the altar. You're right. Do you know what I did next?"

Alice clenched his teeth, pleading, "Mom, please don't bring up that topic again, okay?" Sighing, Alice's mother thought, "He's not going to listen. Let it be." Turning her attention to Alisha, she asked, "Child, what is your name?" "I don't tell my name to strangers," Alisha replied, her voice firm. Alice's mother's stern gaze met Alisha's, as she asserted, "Child, I am older, and you must respect your elders." Apologising, Alisha conceded, "Sorry," before adding, "My name is Alisha."

I ask when he's not quick to invite us into the house, obviously preoccupied with the Seer's words. "Oh, yes please!" He recovers himself and leads the way. The moment we enter, Raina, his mate, stands up from where she's sitting to welcome us. Smiling in my dad's direction. I guess because he's the only person she recognizes among us. "Raina. It's been a while." My dad grins, hurrying ahead of us to her. I watch her closely as they hug and exchange pleasantries. Ash's biological mother is indeed beautiful. Even though she looks like someone who has the burden of the whole world placed on her shoulders, the similarities between the mother and daughter cannot be mistaken.

I prompt gently, hoping he wouldn't turn his back on me now. "You know I want to...that I would, the problem is, there are little ways I can escape from Sinful," Asher says, clearly regretting every word coming out of his mouth. "He's my brother, and as much as I hate him, he basically commands this Pack, and-" "Asher," I snap, cutting him off. He sighs deeply, seemingly exasperated. "What if I told you I'm pregnant?" I say softly. "With your baby?"

Henry did not leave immediately, he watched her from behind. “... my name is Ashley but a lot of really special people call me Ash, like my mum sometimes, ma'am Maria Denver, God bless her soul and my best friend Leonard," she said in a small singsong voice. “Maybe someday when you grow up a little you would be a special person to me and you might just call me Ash too" She picked him up from his cot and cradled him. “You’re such a cutie" she cooed. Asher smiled at her showing his growing teeth. “Aww, you are so cute, look who has a set of teeth...”. Asher flailed his hands excitedly, she steadied him and rubbed his back till he let out a loud belch.

was boldly written above. Everyone knew Richard Blackwood was Alpha Asher's late father. But Rose Nightfall! That's my late mother's name.

Plus, she looks rich because of her jewelry, she also sees two men standing by and a gay man sitting behind her. He thought it might be a personal friend. Asher went straight to her and they hugged. "Mom! It's perfect to meet you!" Greetings Asher. "I'm glad to see you too!" His mother greeted him warmly, and the two embraced. "All of a sudden, this is my lover, Haya Abraham." Asher got used to his mother. "Goodbye." Let’s laugh. Mrs. Asher examined him from head to foot. "Good afternoon Haya." she said happily then hugged him and kissed him on the cheek.

“You have my permission to date my sister since you are rich.” She withdrew her hands and then turned to Ava. “Make sure you date a rich guy, Ava, otherwise I'm going to kill you.” she strictly warned. Rolling her eyes drastically, Ava sat on a high stool. Her eyes wandered around every bit of the house and as it seemed not to get in contact with what it was searching for, she tapped her sister on the shoulder. “Where is Mom?” “Oh...she is still in the market...” Asha trailed off her words as she looked at her wristwatch. “I will go pick her up by 7 pm.” She completed her sentence.