Asher Walton House Novels & Stories

There were lines he still did not wish to cross, but the closer Hugo got to them all, the more desperate he became. He glanced around as he walked up the steps of the townhouse. The fine hairs on his neck rose. The street was busy with people and coaches and a few brave souls still riding horses despite the winter chill. If he was being watched, it would be impossible to tell. Ashton rapped his knuckles on the door and waited. After a minute the butler allowed him in, and he removed his hat. "Ashton Lennox to see Mrs. Waverly." The butler nodded and entered a room off the entryway. He returned a few minutes later.

and tried to leave the house. Mrs Walton calmed him down and brought him back inside the house. After seeing me, Mr Walton said, "Thank you for bringing her home." When I tried to leave the house, he said, "We only have Hailey now. We don't want to lose her too." "I won't tell her anything about the past but if she remembers it by herself, I don't have anything to do with it, Mr Walton." And walked out of the house. The next morning,

"Forget that! Tell me about his house! Is it huge? And have you two... you know... done it? Is he, like, large, extra-large, or average?" Lena winced. She couldn't recall clearly having sex with him before to know his length but she didn't want to remember that moment again. "Can you not ask that? And yes, his house is massive-like a castle. I'll send you a video at sunrise." "No, you won't." Lena whirled around to see Asher standing at the balcony door, arms crossed. Rolling her eyes, she muttered into the phone, "I'll call you later. Mr. Asshole is here."

His features were striking, even in sleep. "Julian…" She opened her mouth, hesitated, then let it go. Instead, she pulled out her phone and removed Elliot from her block list. Then she texted him for the address. The moment Elliot saw her message, he nearly fell out of his chair. He replied right away. Elliot: [Ms. Wilson, it's at Deltan Mansion.] Deltan Mansion stood just down the road from her neighborhood. It ranked among the most exclusive properties in Jouleston, and the entire access road had been privately purchased. No one truly knew who lived behind those gates.

Sera couldn't help it; her jaw dropped wide open as she glanced around Asher. The gate opened, and he slowly drove up the cobbled driveway toward the massive white mansion. It was something you would read about in a novel. The home was beautiful, white, and cream, and everything was magical. From the pillars in the front of the house lit by lamps hanging ornately from the stone walls. Everything was so intricate yet simple simultaneously, and a warm light from within lit up every window. Asher lived in a damn castle.

The driver peeled away and Hunter ushered her inside. Hunter carried Ash’s duffel bag on his shoulder as they walked through the main house, and she followed closely behind him. Up to that point, the largest house Ash had ever been in was the State Orphanage. "The House," as the residents had called it, had belonged to a wealthy couple who had left their estate as a donation to the government. The estate had included the family home, which the couple expressly provided in their Last Will and Testament was to be turned into a childcare institution after they died.

SCARLETT Just like every other property owned by the Vaughns, the safe house was majestic. I momentarily tucked my worries aside as I basked in the beauty of the Victorian styled castle before us. My eyes were everywhere, scanning the place and finding myself in awe of everything in sight. My favorite thing so far was the fountain that had a Cupid angel with water flowing out of the arrow and into the fountain well. The guys were conversing between each other as we headed into the house and I just kept looking around with wonder twinkling in my eyes.

Today, the Laverde had a meeting with the Walton's so I would be meeting Charles's father this afternoon. I was at Walton's headquarters with my grandfather, my brother, Adam, and a few of our employees. Walton headquarters were massive buildings towering over the city like four giants. A huge fountain as big as the Mississippi itself was built in the middle, water flowing from a dragon's mouth as its tail circled the fountain. We entered a long meeting room and half of the chairs were already filled with employees of Walton. What caught my attention was the face I'd been missing for a week, Caleb, sitting comfortably at the end of the table. We made our way to them and I took a seat across

Mara shouted but Vanessa couldn’t hear her. He drove out of the estate and made his way to the Southern part of the City where Alfred’s house was located. Immediately he arrived at the house, He blared pressed a button in the car and the gates started opening by themselves. The gate opened revealing a very large Mansion. The Exterior view of the house was a sight to behold, one look at the house and you would know that it belongs to a billionaire. In the middle of the house stood a fountain with a statue of a dollar sign.

he stated. Mrs. Mclaine just sighs and pats his shoulder. "I know, are you sure you're just okay here being alone?" she asks, making sure of it. Ash smiles at her, reassuring her that he's just fine. Like Evan, Ash is the only heir of the Walton. He came from a very choosy and very prestige yet a very serious style of a family. Their grandfather is very strict, he doesn't want his grandson to meet and marry some sort of random woman. He wants them to marry such a woman with the same standards as their family.