Ashley Reeves Survivor Novels & Stories

*** Rey looked around the forest wondering how she had got to where she was and what had happened to other members of the pack, as she stumbled across the woods she sees Asher stumbling seeming as confused as her. "Hey Asher", Rey called out. Asher looked up towards Rey and his face lit up with Relief. "Seeing you definitely means that I am not dead", Asher said as he heaved a sigh of relief. "What happened though?" "We will find out very soon", Rey said in anticipation as she walked away. "Where are you going?", Asher asked. "To look for others, figured that there will be others scattered around", Rey said as she turned and looked at Asher. He quickly nodded in agreement and they both made

To get me out of the way for Simon Luther, the man who steals my position as heir of the Luther family, the three young women my dad took in as children and raised alongside me work together to send me to prison. "Once you get out of jail, one of us will marry you—but on one condition. You'd better take this secret to the grave." To stop me from revealing the truth, the three women even fed me a drug that rendered me mute. As the years go by, the endless and inhumane torment I endure in prison slowly destroys what feelings and affection I have for the three women I once considered my sisters. When we meet again, I watch impassively as the three of them fight to win the auction that gives

I reached for my phone and unlocked it, expecting more fallout from the Isabella photo, more think pieces about family values hypocrisy, more polls showing his numbers dropping. Instead the first headline I saw made my stomach drop: “Mother of Murdered Sisters Accuses Governor Candidate Alfred Cole of Involvement in Deaths.” I sat up fast, clicked the article, and there she was in a video that had already been viewed over three million times. Mrs. Reeves, Diana’s mother, sitting in what looked like her living room with red eyes and a tissue clutched in her hand, speaking directly to the camera with a voice that shook but never broke.

He starts hitting me right on the spot trusting in and out giving all my body goosebumps at the same time exactly what I wanted. “Oh Ash!” I moans out. “Say my name again!” He commands slapping my ass cheek while thrusting into me deep, fast and hard. “Asher!” I yelled. My eyes snapped open and that’s how it’s ended, I’m alive? I ask no one in particular and even in my condition all I could dream about is Asher drilling my hole. Did I really survive? I ask no one particular, I’m certain I’m in some hospital. “She’s awake!” I heard some voices. They turn something on like a bright light and my Brain went down again. T.B.C

I'd mourned for twenty-three years. But I'd never seen a body. I melted into the forest. Tomorrow I'd find out who that wolf was. And if she were Lisa's daughter, if my child had been alive all this time, someone would pay. **Alisha's POV** The war room was packed. Val at the head, me on his right, Joshua on his left. Nathan took notes. Levi and Elder Thomas stood guard. Diana was absent. "Irene's in custody," Val said. "Margaret escaped with two others. Dominic Reeves confirmed via recovered phone mercenary, former Special Forces, in contact with both women for three months."

The last thing I remembered was being wrapped in his arms, letting his warmth and strength flow into me as I told him how Breyona almost died. I didn’t want to tell him what I’d done. There wasn’t a single part of me that regretted it, not once I saw the look of pure relief in Giovanni’s eyes and knew how close he had been to snapping, but I was still ashamed and horrified. There was no telling what or who they would take. Instead of saying the words out loud, I let Asher relive every agonizing second through our bond. Every emotion I felt and word I had screamed echoed in our heads, ending seconds after Breyona’s last gurgled breath when the shadows swarmed us.

Because I couldn't nip their relationship in the bud? "Freya?" Henry called me softly, worried seeing my pale face. "You are okay?" I can't answer. Thoughts kept spinning in my head. It's my fault. If I hadn't been involved in Ash's life, maybe none of this would have happened. Stella would stop… and Ash wouldn't have to get hurt. My cell phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket. Reece's name appeared on the screen. "Ash is awake," Reece said matter-of-factly. “You can go back now.”

“She’s beneath you, Dante! She always has been. That girl is trouble. Do you want to ruin everything your father built?” His eyes turned cold. “You ruined my marriage once. Don’t make the same mistake again.” Mrs. Montclair’s lips parted, shock flickering in her eyes. Downstairs, Ashley’s phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen, it was a message from an unknown number. Unknown: Enjoying the spotlight? It won’t last. Her breath hitched. She looked around the hall, trying to see who might be watching. Reese stood across the room, smiling sweetly while raising her glass.

Ashley marveled at the architectural finesse, the mansion standing as a timeless masterpiece against the backdrop of the surrounding landscape. She leaned back inside the car to grab her purse before a man came to stand beside her. "Good day madam", the man smiled. Ashley raised her head to look at him before a wide grin took over her face. "Sven! You're okay!", She hugged him and leaned back to examine him well. She had forgotten Sven at first. But then, the trauma had worn off and she saw him in the backgrounds of hers and Ian's videos and she remembered him blurrily when Ian had told her he was okay. It was perhaps the fact that she had thought him dead and then found out he was alive and

"She's living in the country, but we corresponded a few times. Also, Finn also survived. She got Finn out in time. But he was badly injured. They're waiting for you to call them back. Diana said she didn't let him contact you because she was waiting for the right moment. But you've always been surrounded, so she couldn't. That's kind of why I came. She told me Aisha was back in Portland and that the waters would be stirred. She wanted to tell you that Finn and her are willing to come whenever you call them. And that goes for me, too." It's when Aisha's hand curls around mine that I realize how cold my hand has become. My chest is burning with emotion. "They're alive?" My voice is hoarse, and