Ashes To Love Novels & Stories

“The damage has been done. You just didn’t hurt me with your deception. You also hurt me because you hurt the woman I love. You even included my friend, Hailey.” “Why her, Ash? Why did you love her, why not me?” She was already crying. “Don't ask something without an answer. Also, don't question my love for my wife. ” "Because I love you. For the first time, I saw you even though I knew you were getting married, I already loved you. I don’t know but I’m crazy to think that you’re not with me, that you’re not mine. Ash, I'm crazy about loving you.”

“What more evidence do you need that you are my first and possibly my last love, honey? You know full well that I gave you my body and soul. After all that has transpired between us over the past few days in the forest, I have nothing to conceal from you.” Jason's heart was troubled, so Nancy spoke to calm it. "It pains me to see you like that." Nancy uses her long hair to wipe Jason's tears away. "Wake up, please! ” As Nancy gives Jason a warm embrace and kiss, their love for one another is evident.

Ashley was sobbing. "The moment I saw Keven in such a broken state, I recalled that day when I saw you and Sia, and I was broken. Damon, I really love you so much. Please never leave me... Love me only, not anyone else. Please, I beg you!" Ashley said while sobbing. Damon cupped Ashley's beautiful face, which was shedding precious tears right now. Damon leaned forward and kissed Ashley's forehead softly.

"Hmph, but I want more… Send her home quickly and come to me." "You little minx. Follow me in your car later. We'll do it in the car." "You're such a bad boy!" Soon, the sounds of sticky, intimate kissing came through the line. Luna's hands trembled as she ended the call abruptly. She stared at the cake in front of her, a wave of nausea and revulsion washing over her. It felt as if something was gripping her heart, twisting it until she was breathless, dizzy, and utterly uncomfortable. Gripping the fork, she stabbed at the chocolate plaque that read "Happy 5th Anniversary," smashing it to pieces.

she muttered, her voice low, trembling with disgust and disbelief. He didn’t even flinch. “It *is* love.” His voice was calm—too calm—and that made it worse. “But not the kind you read about in fairytales. Mine doesn’t sit quietly in a corner waiting for a chance. Mine claws. It devours. It haunts.” He took a step closer, eyes dark and sharp. “It’s love, Asha. Just a version that bleeds into obsession and crosses the lines good men don’t go near. But it’s still love. It’s just—*mine*. On my terms ”

Despite the fact that she has always been a bitch in her record, she was fully aware that people get married because of love, and this love she has seen in their eyes. She huffed dramatically and said, “I apologize for disturbing your love affairs. I hope you both live happily ever after,” and without waiting for them to acknowledge her words, she stormed out of the room and slammed the door hard behind her. And at the end of the day, Ashley's mission for that day had been collapse down.

And that silence breaks me more than any word ever could. "I love you, Ally," Asher says suddenly, voice raw and trembling. "I've loved you from the moment I saw you. That day I found you in the woods. I loved you the moment you walked into my office for that damn interview, pretending to be composed while your eyes held a storm." His voice drops. "Goddess, I loved you even before that night at the club. Watching you dance like some kind of beautiful temptress... You had no idea how you stole my breath away."

I moaned, holding onto him for some sense of gravity as my soul felt like it was beginning to leave my body. “I love you, Hailie Woods.” Ash whispered, “And I don’t plan to ever stop loving you.” His pace quickens as he turns my brain and limbs to jelly. My toes curled at the pleasure Ash continued to bring to me, driving me closer and closer to ecstasy. “I love you too, Ash!” I damn near screamed the second his thumb found my clit. I could see the glint of pride in his eyes as he continued to pleasure my body to his satisfaction.

"Yes, I think you are not only capable of love, but you've also experienced it. No one is above the warm embrace of passion, not even you. It's nothing to be ashamed or scared of." "What? I'm not ashamed or scared. Whatever for?" "Then prove it, what's the truth between you and Emily?" Joan took Asher's cold stare that was directed at her until he finally softened it. "I was..." Asher murmured and stopped abruptly. "What did you say?" "I mean... yeah, I was in love with her," Asher choked out, his voice filled with pain "Was?" "Yes, she died," Joan finally understood why Asher was filled with such pain. It was grief and anger.

I grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to the edge of the cliff. Below, the ravine yawned open. Jagged rocks and broken trees jutted up from the darkness below. “Any last words?” I asked. Asher looked up at me. His good eye was swollen shut now, his face a mess of blood and bruises. But he still managed to smile. “You’ll regret lowering yourself like this,” he wheezed. “She’ll never love you back. Not after what you said. Not after what you did.” “You don’t know that. You don’t know anything.”