Ash X Cynthia Novels & Stories

“Maybe that line works on other people, but not me. Her things are so intermixed with yours, you might as well be married.” Asher said something dismissive. I couldn’t make it out, but I recognized that tone. Chase continued, “Listen, the poor girl has been through a lot. Maybe it’s her I’m worried about, not you. What exactly are your intentions toward her?” I froze. Every one of my senses reached out to the door, I was so desperate to know the answer. “Cynthia is my mate,” Asher said, plain as can be, with not a single dramatic flare. Like he was simply stating a fact, and not explain that he shared with me the deepest possible connection one person could have with another.

“ I did not get the proper opportunity to know. " “ Just call me Cynthia, Sir.” “ Cynthia. Not a bad name. Go ahead and ask the questions. " “ I saw the news. What happened?” “ Aspen has been arrested. " “ So, it really happened. " “ As sad it may seem, it is now a reality that everyone has to live with for the time being.” “ I lived in the damn house. " Cynthia smirked. “ That was definitely a false testimony from the lunatic that called himself a doctor. "

Cynthia wanted Zasel and for that purpose, she got to those brutal extents of making Asael die in him. “Cynthia knew that till that moment you will be with him, Asael would never completely turn into that vicious person whom I was using for my benefits and it was not acceptable to her, so she did all of this to part you from him and she succeeded in it,”Ziven passed them a grin. “But why did Cynthia use him?” Ezrene questioned him which made Ziven sigh. “And it's something only she can answer if you succeed in catching her. I just knew this much,” Ziven spoke out.

Ash’s POV The roar of the clubhouse hit me before I even turned off my engine. Laughter, shouts and the sound of bottles clinking rent the air and for a moment, I wonder how they could easily fall back into their normal lives less than twelve hours after an attack. It was chaos the way I remembered it, but somehow louder and more… non challant. Inside, the air was thick with smoke and sweat. A few brothers cheered when they saw me, others nodded, their eyes sharp, reading me like they weren’t sure what version of Ash had come back.

Seeing Cynthia break out in cold sweat, Hailey asked worriedly, "Are you hurt? Let me see." Cynthia, struggling with an unbearable itch, subtly mouthed to Hailey, "Medicine Powder!" Hailey was startled. Could there be medicine powder in Cynthia’s shoes? That couldn't be right—she had clearly sprinkled the powder in Isabella's shoes. How could Cynthia be affected? The crew’s doctor arrived soon after to check Cynthia’s injury. “No need, I’m fine. I just need to rest for a bit,” Cynthia immediately refused the doctor's help and had Hailey assist her to a private rest room.

She had died. "Cynthia, why are you so stupid?" Xenia hugged Cynthia tightly, her tears flowed, and her heart ached. Whoosh! A figure went down in a sweeping motion. It was Darryl. Damn it! Darryl was in a stupor. His brain was buzzing when he landed on the edge of the cold pond and saw the scene in front of him. He saw Cynthia lying in the pond; her chest was bleeding, and she was no longer breathing. A beautiful woman stood next to her body; she looked heartbroken with tears on her face.

He crashes into another soldier and both slam into a crate. I blink. Nyxara’s expression hasn’t changed. But I know. She did that. Without touching him. Without moving. Without even looking directly at him. My wolf watches her carefully. “You keep doing that.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Terrible liar.” “You’ve said that.” Another hunter raises his weapon. His flashlight flickers. Then dies. Then another. Then another. Within seconds the warehouse sinks back into darkness. Only moonlight remains. Nyxara finally looks up at me.

" I cried, now staring out of the window as my chest heaved. I angrily wiped my tears away. "Well yes, I fucking am! But it's fine because I- My voice broke and I let out a shaky breath. " Just bring me to the dorms. I've been humiliated enough for today." "Win- "Please Ash," I sniffled, nails biting into the skin of my thighs as I try to ground myself. "Don't feel pity. Let's just... let's not talk about it." ~ Axel's pov I screwed up. I fucking screwed up again. But this time even worse.

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.