Ashes To Love Novels & Stories

I muttered the words under my breath as I touched my face with a hand. It'd been over seven years since I was involved in that fire accident, however the burn had scarred my face. I tilted my face to the side to get a better look at the scar. It made my skin appear like a crumpled piece of paper. I'd tried to hide the scar by wearing a make-up, but it was still visible as though I did nothing. “Argh!” I yelled, and smashed the mirror on the tiled floor. It shattered. I leaned my back against the wall and buried my face in my palms as I began to sob. Before long, my mother stormed into my room.

The last one he had ever promised. On the back of the card, a single line was handwritten: "I'm sorry I'm late. But a promise is forever. —K" That late promise shattered my control. Tears streamed down my face, ruining my perfectly applied makeup. "Your Highness!" the makeup artist gasped. "Your makeup—" "It's fine," I choked out. "Just… do it again." My mother heard the commotion and rushed in. Seeing me in tears, her face went white. "Rosalie! You don't want to do this?" she asked urgently. "If you're not willing, we can cancel the ceremony—"

Idaliah flashed her a tearful smile, closed her eyes and bowed her head with her right hand on her chest. Speechless, Adeline stood up, but she only stood there, her hands shaking and chest burning as the chains shook with kneels after kneels that followed when Idaliah herself kneeled. She absentmindedly looked around and found fifty hearts offered and fifty heads lowered for her. "Alpha."

We release short, hot breaths against each other until our hearts slow down their pace. ‘I love you,’ Ash’s voice is hoarse, and she clears her throat. ‘I love you too, my soon-to-be wife.’ Ashleigh tries to stand but is unsteady on her feet still. I hold her against me, wrapping my arms around her small frame and rest my chin on top of her hair. She smells like lime and coconut, like love in summer.

I sighed inwardly and answered firmly, "Yes. Mr. Hartness, please leave. Stop disturbing us." Whether it was the distant way I addressed him or my admission that I didn't love him anymore and had fallen for someone else, it was all a heavy blow to Cole. He staggered away, looking like his soul had been sucked out of him. I gave Timothy an awkward smile. After some hesitation, I explained, "Cole is… a bit hard to shake off. I only said all that to make him give up. I hope you don't mind, Mr. Greer." He waved it off as if it were nothing, his eyes full of amusement. "It's fine. It's a pleasure to meet you, Isabel. I think we could be friends."

Asher cried. He buried his face on her neck and wailed like a child. No one tried to stop him, no one tried to tell him it was enough. So he cried, his anguish filling the whole meadow. The moon’s light was so bright that it was easy to see everything but everywhere was dampened with a deep melancholy feeling. “A-Asher…” Naomi’s voice was so weak that Asher could feel her slipping away. He finally put himself together and raised his head. Cupping her cheek, he sniffled and said, “I love you. I love you so much.”

Ash: More or less Ash: And because I'm not really interested anymore Olivia: Why not? Ash: Because I'll never have what I want Olivia: How can you be so sure of that? Ash: I just know Olivia: You don't want to be loved by someone? Ash: I didn't say that Olivia: So, you want to? Ash: I didn't say that either Olivia: I won't push here because I can tell you don't want me to Ash: What about you? Olivia: Me? Ash: Do you want to be loved?

“Just think about its Ash, once you got that girl in our side. What she knows will be gone up like dust in the air. For what’s more powerful and blinding than love. Love that can make anyone stupid and be enslave by that emotion.” “Do not underestimate that woman. She manages to get away from my men, and grasp some information right in front of me. She is not someone who you could just mess around.” Ash honest opinion towards Lindsey. More like a praise that he just didn’t express about and intentionally. Still hung up with his pride after Lindsey slip from his hand and worst when Aaron cunningly help her. “Did I?” Hiro’s reply that is a it insulting and a definite provoking.

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.

she giggles. This makes Asher cringe, he thought men in love are pathetic but girls in love are even more childish and one will be taken for a fool for being in love. He stand on his feet hoping he would at least get a glimpse of Selena before going to his room. T.B.C