Novel & Cerita Ash X Cynthia Fanfiction

“I thought you said you didn’t want any details?” “I don’t, so don’t share. You scarred me for life in other ways. Let’s not add your sex life to that list.” “What? My combat jacks don’t count?” Xander pulled a horrified face. “You’re not supposed to remind me of that!” Kira left the kitchen laughing, feeling a little lighter despite having the sinking feeling that something good had slipped through her fingers that morning... ________________________

Daniella said, her voice filled with affection. Abigail's heart swelled with love as she reached across the table, squeezing their little hands. "And I love spending time with you both. You make every moment brighter," she replied, her voice filled with gratitude. As Abigail, Daniel, and Daniella made their way home from the Cafe, a sudden, piercing gunshot shattered the tranquility of the surroundings. They could see a group of individuals, their faces masked by defiance. It was a gang fight, erupting with violence and aggression. The sound of scuffling feet, shouted commands, and the vibration of punches filled the air.

Ashley closed her eyes and said, “I will never be okay again, Bryan. I have rejected a part of me, and I can never be the same again. I will just have to learn to live with this feeling of emptiness and loneliness.” She then got up and stood straight, even thought she felt feverish and weak, it was tolerable and she was still able to walk and function like a normal person. “Thank you for taking care of me for all this time, I am grateful for your help.” Bryan clenched his fists and just stared at her saying nothing. Ashley then said, “I want you to look for Xavier and that true blood Alastair, I want them to be punished for what they have done.”

The former Luna of the Gray Pack was mates with the former Alpha of the Night Pack, but she had fallen in love with Alpha Xavier Night's father first, so she chose him and firmly stood by his side. Heartbroken, the former Alpha of the Night Pack, Alpha Calyx, forced himself to wed another woman for a heir. They had a son, indeed, but their relationship never worked. Rumors had it that Alpha Calyx was a cruel husband, so the woman ran away. And when he had seen that the former Alpha and Luna of the Gray Pack were happy, his long suppressed jealousy grew, so he attacked them. He died in his own revenge, but so did the Gray Pack's leaders.

Violet Ashlock Austin is crazy. He turned into a romantic guy after our break up. It's crazy that he can turn into someone else for money. He treated me like a princess and completely acted like he's falling in love with me. I can say his acting was incredible until no one can't beat him. I like Austin and never stop liking him but I know the fact that he never likes me.. and all this is still a game. He admitted the game.. pretending that he likes me.. ended the game but we both ended up still playing it.

“Why did you refuse to sue? Why were you and your friends running after her? What did you whisper to her in the hallway before she walked out with her friend? And finally, were you and Cornell fighting over her or not before she stepped in?” Xena fired the questions one after another. Wait. Cornell? She knew Cornell? I thought as much. She must have flirted with him. “Answer these, then I’ll take my leave. I’m also the leader of my cheerleading team, so I have just as much right to rest.” Asher tucked both hands into his pockets and stepped closer to her slowly. Was he going to kiss her? I didn’t hear anything for about a minute before Xena stepped back with a chuckle.

It wanted to fall into place. I forced my breath steady, the way my mother taught me, the way you steady your hands before stitching a wound. Then I spoke the only words that had ever worked. “ASH.” Black cinders rose off the floor, spiraling around the circle. The runes flared, resisting, but the ash didn’t care. It tightened, thickened, becoming a wall—around Dax’s ankles, around the etched lines, smothering the glow. For one heartbeat, the pull on him eased.

Lila placed her hand in his and felt a shiver run down her spine, so she quickly withdrew her hand without responding, while his honey-brown eyes didn't lift from her sky-blue ones, as if smelling the fear emanating from her. Ryan gritted his teeth to suppress his growl. He felt his senses slipping out of control and his desire to bite her rising inside him. He left them quickly and went up to his room without another word.

Rain pattered soft on Sienna’s hood, a steady drip that matched the thud of her boots on the muddy path. Lila led the way—small, hunched, her coat too big, her steps shaky like she’d collapse any second—and Sienna followed, her jaw tight, the vial a cold lump in her pocket. Roman trailed a few paces back, silent, his presence a weight she couldn’t shake—his heat, his kiss, still burning on her lips, a mistake she couldn’t unmake. Her chest ached, raw and tangled, and she hated it—hated him for making her feel it, hated herself for letting him in even that much.

As Charles was pushed into the incinerator, Logan filmed the entire process and put it up on my social media page. However, there was no response. Logan’s patience ran thin. He spammed me with voice messages. “Coral, if you don’t show up now, I’ll dump your father’s ashes straight into the sewer. “You’ll never find him again. “This is your final chance to show yourself to me.” Logan had never sent me so many messages since Elise came into our lives. However, his attempts to communicate were met with silence. Time went by. Slumping against his bench, Logan clenched the phone in his hand.