Ash Williams Novels & Stories

Alisha could not believe it. Really, Mr. Williams wanted to take the revenge she has failed to get and do justice, solely for her, she believed he was excusing a tragic past to stay with her through relinquishment, apologies and the justice he claimed to want to give her. Could that young Williams be any dumber.

The auctioneer’s gavel cracked like thunder. “Sold—five hundred and fifty million dollars to Ms. Amara Voss.” Applause detonated through the armory. Flashbulbs exploded, white stars strobing across the marble. Amara lowered her paddle with deliberate grace, the thrum in her chest a private drumline. Kaylee’s quiet exhale reached her ear like a prayer. Across the aisle, Ethan Cade didn’t flinch. He merely adjusted his cuff links, a flicker of muscle in his jaw the only betrayal. Sienna’s amber eyes glittered with the delight of someone watching two predators test each other’s teeth.

“We’ll do it together. You don’t have to prove yourself alone, Elias. We’ll clear your name, and we’ll burn out whoever’s hiding behind theirs.” The Concord Sigil flared bright across my chest, brighter than before, like it had been waiting for this vow. The crowd fell into a stunned hush at the sight, students shifting uncertainly, faculty exchanging worried glances. But not all of them. Professor Shara Baudoin, the Hawthorne healer, stepped forward, eyes steady, voice even. “The boy speaks truth. No one who fights like that bleeds betrayal.” Ashleigh Dana raised her chin, wild and defiant. “If the Interregnum has touched my House, then it is my duty to burn them out. And I will.” Her gaze

“Miss Grace Williams.” I immediately looked up and jumped, frightened. “Shit!” I cussed, placing my hand on my chest. Ethan was standing right in front of, hands in pockets. He was watching me amused. “Why would you do that?” I asked, still clutching my chest. “Do what? Say your name to get your attention?” He asked. I rolled my eyes. “Why would you sneak up on me like that?” “I didn't sneak up on you. You just didn't see me coming, despite me being this tall.” He said, now folding his arms and really looking down on me.

"You. Us. A life that isn't defined by my past." I want to believe her. Need to believe her. "Tomorrow" I start. "Tomorrow I see him. I get closure. And then we release the evidence and end this." "Just like that?" "Just like that." She sounds so certain. But my hands are still shaking. ************************ By afternoon, the interview has been viewed ten million times. Julian Voss is trending worldwide. The narrative has shifted. He's not just a disgraced CEO anymore. He's a heartbroken man fighting for love.

He didn’t want to push her or make things worse. "I’ll give you all the time you need," Asher said, his voice filled with quiet resolve. "Just... don’t shut me out completely. I’ll wait for you, Olivia. I’ll always wait for you." *** Asher stood in the grand hall, his arms crossed, as he faced Alpha Cassius and Thelia. Cassius had arrived minutes earlier, his voice already raised in anger, demanding justice for the "insults" his daughter had endured.

Gabe approaches me with a bottle. “Two will be fine. Thank you.” I reach out and grab the water and pills and take them. “You have three minutes until your next fight.” Asher pauses and looks at Gabe. Gabe takes the hint and walks off. “I won’t lie, I’m…impressed. That fight lasted all of about four minutes.” He’s looking at me in a way he hadn’t before. “If you thought that was impressive wait until you see what I can do next.” I wink at him.

Asher's lips pressed together as he watched me. "I am grateful that you are even considering this on my behalf because how am I supposed to live with the guilt that you have decided not to have any contacts with me because of what might have gone wrong? I know that it's a lot for you to handle but that doesn't still give you the right to talk down on my people. They have recognized their errors and that's where we should build upon." He said with so much conviction that it made me think again. Did he truly expect me to comment on his people's newly found repentance after they realized that I was the only person who could deal with their Bull crap?

"It's been a while, lad. You've grown taller now." Asher chuckled. "Was I ever a dwarf?" William deadpanned, "You were the shortest." I might have laughed at his joke if I hadn't been so preoccupied with Kaida's situation. Asher stood at 5'11", still shorter than Kai or me, a dynamic that hadn't changed since childhood. However, his physique had matured with age, and his once lanky, slender frame was now more toned and defined from his workouts. "Where's Kai?" William asked, glancing at the entrance.

He never would’ve betrayed me like that. “That’s not possible,” she whispered. “William wasn’t perfect, but he wasn’t a thief. He loved me. Why would you even suggest such a thing?” Ash held up his hands. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have even suggested it since I have no proof. It must have been one of the bookkeepers.” He pulled out his phone and began texting someone. “Let me contact my brother Phin. He’s a lawyer. He’s not in business law or marriage law, but hey, he’ll at least know who to talk to, if all else fails.”