Ashley Harmon Story Novels & Stories

He felt that ever since he started being close to Kelly, at least half of his brain cells have already died and he has already aged at least aged a few decades. "Listen, Ashton has left under unclear circumstances. Everyone knows that he is a criminal and a murderer. He committed treason by killing the patriarch of the pack who was also his grandfather and attacked you, the pack's new alpha. Everyone knows that what he did vindicates a death sentence and now that he has escaped, you can use that to your advantage." Kelly, who had been listening to Kevin half-heartedly the whole time had his eyes flash with understanding. "Please, continue uncle Kevin." He said in a pleasing tone, no longer g

That, and the looks Asher always throws at him when ever i am looking. That night he shatered his phone, it felt like Asher knew about it too. From all the people in the room, he asked Mitchl for his phone. And that look he gave me...it was like he was telling me to investigate or something. My thought was interupted by a snap of a fallen brach. I turn around to see hazel eyes staring back at me. Harmon. I look down at his left, streched leg that had stepped on a brach. It looks like he intentionally stepped on it to announce his presence. My eyes linger more on the branch then they snap back to his face.

She sat alone in the living room, her mind in chaos. The last time she spoke to Hunter, she told him she would cook for him as a reward. Hunter said he would come back to see her right away. However, not long after, he called again to say that his grandfather, Zayne Sacre, had asked him to return to the family house. After that call, Sophie could no longer reach Hunter. With Simon being forbidden from handling the Fulmer family's business, Sophie needed to act fast to restore her relationship with Hunter. She dialed Hunter's number again, but she received the same message about the number not being in service.

"Fred, what the hell are you doing with her of all people? After everything she did?" Ashley’s face flushed. She glanced from one angry expression to the next, her blue eyes wide, almost tearful. "I—I know I made terrible mistakes," she stammered, her voice trembling. "But I’ve changed. Really. I went into therapy for my jealousy, for my anger. I’ve worked on myself. I’m not that same girl anymore. Please… give me a chance to prove it." Before anyone could respond, Harold’s voice boomed like thunder, cutting through the music around us. "My own goddaughter."

"Yes Mrs. See, it's ok. Thank you. 'You deserve it, dear; there is no need to thank me. Just send me your address so I can submit your form.' With that, Ashly hung up the phone and sent her address to Mrs. See. She then picked up her guitar again and started playing the chords that popped into her head. Once she got into a flow, she couldn't stop. She poured her heart and soul into the lyrics. Once she was done, she texted Allen, Helen, Line, and one of her father's guitarists to help with the melody and background vocals and to meet her at her house to rehearse. Her stomach growled, notifying her that her baby needed food. Not wanting anything heavy, Ashly ordered chicken noodle soup with c

As long as I was strong and healthy, I was fine. I half opened my mouth when I stared at the list. It was an endless one for grocery shopping. And I was to do it alone. An hour later, after eating and getting ready, I was about to leave when my phone buzzed with texts. Miami Harp, 10:15am : Where the hell are you? What on earth did you do to Asher yesterday? He's been looking everywhere for you! I frowned. Mia has never texted me. This was a first.

I said to myself, scrambling to crawl out of bed. "She's okay, Will," I heard Harmon's stoic voice answer. "What the fuck is going through your head, Harmon? Tokyo? She's been almost kidnapped, almost poisoned, God only knows what Copycat would have done if he got her alone and what do you do? You take her to a concert in a foreign country where, you guessed it, she almost died again," Billy mouthed off, his usually calm demeanor absent as he lost his shit about recent events. In fairness, it had been a busy few weeks for Harmon and I. I wouldn't take any of it back though. It was completely worth it.

I playfully responded, “Why the rush? You traveled all this way but haven’t mentioned your purpose yet. That’s unlike you. Besides, you can’t leave until you’ve completed your task, right?” I knew she didn’t come to me of her own accord. She wasn’t cunning enough for that. Harmony laughed a few times before saying, “I came here today to tell you some good news.” I kept my smile and sharp remarks, “We’re not close, so I can’t imagine what good news would require you to come here so excitedly.” I knew Harmony was pretty innocent, and her strategies weren’t cunning. She wouldn’t openly claim Atlas was her boyfriend if she were crafty. So, I only provoked Harmony to make her lose control and uni

“Over the past decade, the people who were working against this family from the inside have all been removed. Tonight is the last one. The Calloway family.” Ashley jerked and fought but couldn’t get free. “Shut up! I’m the only heir there is!” She whipped toward Grandpa. “You old man, I should’ve swapped out your pills when I had the chance! Everything our family did for the Harlows, and this is what we get?” Her voice turned shrill. “Her parents are dead and buried. She’s contributed nothing. This is happening because her mother had the Harlow name and mine had Calloway?!” She kept screaming until the officers dragged her out.

Ashley said dramatically while staring toward Harper, who was currently busy changing the twins’ diapers while the rest of us sat nearby watching her. Honestly… time had passed unbelievably fast. It was already one whole year. About eleven months ago, Bernard finally succeeded in capturing all of Hazel's accomplices. I never found out exactly what he did to them afterward because after the news of their capturing spread everywhere, they practically disappeared completely. And honestly? I didn’t care enough to ask. At that point, my entire focus was solely on my pregnancy and Aaron, which I've now had them— A twins and Aaron, whose name we had officially changed to Christopher.