Novel & Cerita Ash X Cynthia Fanfiction

Cynthia tried to focus on her locker, anything to distract herself from the ache in her chest. That’s when she heard it laughter. Familiar, low, and annoyingly confident. She froze. Xavier was there. Leaning against a wall near the courtyard, surrounded by a few friends. And beside him a girl. Tall, sleek, and effortlessly pretty. She was laughing at something he’d said, lightly touching his arm. Xavier didn’t pull away. If anything, he leaned closer, whispering something that made her giggle again. Cynthia’s throat went dry.

"One thing in this entire nightmare that isn't a lie." If only he knew how much of it was. But her body had stopped listening to her guilt weeks ago. She kissed him again, harder this time, and felt him groan into her mouth as her hands found the buttons of his shirt, careful around the bandage, pushing the fabric back from shoulders that had run into fire for a woman who'd never even been in the house. She pressed her lips to the old scars first, then the new dressing, reverent, before Alex tugged her up to meet his mouth again.

Her bones were literally shooting out in every corner of her body and she appeared repulsive. Ashley's knees shook and she fell weakly to the ground, crying like a baby. "Aunt Kathy..." slowly, she opened her eyes, even the little task of opening her eyes Ashley could see the pain she had to endure, but Aunt Kathy didn't see her. "Aunt Kathy, it's me Ashley." Aunt Kathy didn't recognize her, she just stared at her blankly. Ashley gathered her wit and stood up. Her body trembled slightly, and Aiden stood beside her, holding her. "I'm... I'm not sure if I could do this." Ashley whispered before running out of hospital room. Aiden followed her. "It's okay, sweetie," Aiden said, voice low, but h

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.

Saying this, a devilish look started appearing on Asher's face. Mistaking Asher for Xavier, Bella grabbed his shirt, rubbed her neck on his chest, "Hubby, I can't bear it anymore, I feel as if someone has spread burning embers on my body." Have you put it, please Xavier do something"

Xavier climbed off Ashley and he turned his back to face the bed, deep breaths left his mouth as he stared at the ceiling. Ashley turned on her side to face her mate who was trying to catch his breath. Xena was already agitated at the action and kept howling at the pleasure. A mocking smile crept on Ashley’s face and she raised an eyebrow. “Who knew the all-powerful alpha could lose his breath by that little fun that just happened” Ashley chuckled. “Oh really? So that was little, why don’t I give you some more huh?” Xavier grinned as he pulled Ashley by the waist ready to go in for more action.

This day officially went to shit in mere hours, well at it was somewhat okay for a while Who was this Christina chick? Was Alex sleeping with her? Was he flirting with her over the phone? Is he planning on sleeping with her? Ash mind was all messed up and he couldn't think straight anymore, he was paranoid. He didn't trust her, he didn't trust her intentions, and he surely didn't trust whatever was going on between them. He was beyond frustrated and upset. He seriously was thinking about packing his bag and leaving to stay with Adom.

He didn’t like hurting his mother’s feelings, but he hadn’t forgotten her actions were part of the reason they were in this position to begin with. She shook her head and muttered something about being ungrateful under her breath before she stormed out of the room. Rome wanted to feel bad, but he didn’t. “Could you send Juliet in, please?” Cynthia had a small smile on her face, as if she thought it was funny to see him put his mom in her place. “Course I will, sugar,” she said, heading out the door humming a tune he thought resembled the theme to Love Story.

He laughed "did you? Well I was just very worried about my princess, our last conversation didn't end so well." "I am not your princess, stay away from me!" I screamed. A nurse glared at me "you're shouting" she said in a low tone. I walked away into the restroom, I shut the door behind and sat on the toilet seat. "Mr.Chancy don't you know when a girl doesn't want you nor want anything to do with you?" I asked angrily. "That's not true Selena and you know it, you want me and you want a whole lot to do with me but you just don't want to accept it nor believe it" he said.

I turn the corner— And see her. Nyxara is still moving. Barely. Her steps are uneven now, her body swaying with each shift of weight, one hand pressed tightly against her side as she forces herself forward through sheer will alone. Her control is breaking. And she’s still trying to leave. “You’re going to get yourself killed.” My voice cuts through the silence. She freezes. Slowly— Too slowly— She turns. And the moment her eyes meet mine— Everything stops. Shock. Sharp. Unfiltered.