Novel & Cerita Ashton Fuller And Scarlett Stovall

My company hosts an appreciation gala to thank long-time clients. I go to the company's cold storage to retrieve the batch of wine just flown in from overseas when a stream of comments suddenly appears before my eyes. "That was close! She almost caught Daisy covered in red wine and looking all seductive. Good thing Tristan reacted fast and hid her in the freezer." "Can Scarlett just leave already? Look how cold Daisy and Tristan are. They are shivering. What if they catch a cold?" I pause mid-step, my gaze landing on the freezer behind me. Red wine is dripping out, and a piece of fabric is caught in the door. On it, I see the motif I personally sew onto my fiancé's clothes. Just then, the comments appear again. "Tristan plays it cool, claiming he is all about platonic love and staying chaste for Daisy. What a touching romance!" I smirked coldly. The platonic act is fake. The truth is he's cheating on me. Without a word, I turn around and toss the clothes they leave on the floor into the trash. Then, I lock the cold storage door and call the boss, who is in the middle of giving a speech. I exclaim over the phone, "A thief broke into the company! I locked them in the cold storage. Please bring some men and come over quickly!"

Scarlett Knowles, a single mother, finds herself entangled in a web of love, betrayal, and family drama when she crosses paths with the enigmatic billionaire, Cameron Grayson. Will she be able to navigate the complexities of their relationship and find true love amidst the chaos? *** “Let me at least buy you a drink?” he offered. She turned around to face him squarely, “Are you trying to get me in your bed?” she blurted out. She regretted the words as they left her mouth but there was no taking it back now. She held his gaze, even though she wanted to recoil in shame. Her resolve strengthened when she saw the reaction the words elicited out of him. He almost spat out his drink. The arrogance with which he approached her had depleted, he avoided her gaze. “I thought so…” she turned around and began nursing her drink. She signaled to the bartender for a refill. Suddenly, she felt hot air at the nape of her neck. “Yes, I was hoping to buy you a drink, to lure you to my bed and ruin you in ways you would approve of.” His deep baritone voice sent shivers down her spine. She sucked in her breath. Goosebumps spread all over her skin.

"You may look like her, but you're not her! Somewhere in this face, I will find my ugly fat princess!" He kissed her hungrily. Slap! "What are you doing?" asked Ruby. "Taking what's mine, Ruby Scarlett!" shouted Eric. "Let go. Struggling, she tried to pull herself away from his grasp. Instead, he embraced her tighter into his arms. He roughly pinched her beautiful face and traced her red lips with his rough hand. His eyes looked at her with longing. Tilting her chin closer to his lips he said, "You're my fiancée, you owe me for everything you put me through!" Unable to hold onto his hunger, Eric grabbed her by the hair and kissed her, shoving his tongue into her mouth. "Mmmph," grunted Ruby. "You're mine!" panted Eric. Ruby stared at him with a startled expression. This man hated her, despised her, loathe her. He broke and bent her in every possible way to annul their engagement. Rather than marrying her he went to war. He did it all so he can be his childhood sweetheart Samantha Wild. So, why is he doing this to her?

To protect my boyfriend, Nico, the illegitimate son of our allies, the Moretti family, from their internal power struggles, I agreed to leave New York with him. But on the eve of my adoptive father, the Don of the Falcone family, signing our transfer orders, he backed out. Through the hidden door of the cigar lounge, I heard his right-hand man tease him: "So you really kept up that act for three months just to get rid of the princess?" "But she's your childhood sweetheart. You really have the heart to some miserable fishing village in the Baltics all by herself?" Nico's voice was nonchalant. "It's just an outpost across the pond. How far can it be?" "Scarlett is too controlling. If I don't get her out of the picture, how am I supposed to get any breathing room? Besides, I need to put Chloe at ease." I stood behind that hidden door for a long time that night, my grip on the doorknob tightening until my knuckles were white, before I finally let go. I turned and walked away, pulling out my tablet to change my flight plan. I changed the destination from the official plan of that desolate Baltic outpost to a seat at the High Table in Sicily, which is the absolute center of old-world Mafia power. Everyone seemed to have forgotten. I am the princess of the Falcone family. And he is nothing but filth from the gutter. We were never a match.

Ryan Carter is a name the hockey world fears and worships in equal measure—the best player on the ice, the golden captain, the man every fan believes cannot be defeated. To Scarlett Hayes, he is more than that. He is the reason she fell in love with hockey in the first place. Her role model. Her secret crush. The one player she never imagined would ever exist in the same world as her, let alone stand on the opposite side of her future. When she joins a new pack to pursue her hockey career, it feels like the escape she has always prayed for—a chance to run from a painful home and build a life of her own through ice, sweat, and determination. But everything shatters when the final match is announced and fate places her on the ice against him. Ryan Carter. Her opponent. The moment they face each other, something inside her reacts in a way she cannot explain. Her wolf awakens, whispering a single dangerous word over and over again. Mate. Mate. Mate. It distracts her, unravels her focus. Breaks the control she has fought so hard to build and in a game where only strength survives… She loses but losing the match is only the beginning because what comes after is far more dangerous than defeat. A contract. A bond and a a marriage to the one man she was never supposed to want… Ryan Carter.

In the Guardians Land, Lynexia grew up by being someone no one else in the pack wanted, except her aunt. A prophecy said that she could bring disaster to Moonstone Pack. Her aunt was the only reason Lynexia was still accepted to live in the pack. One day his aunt fell ill and passed away. In grief and at the urging of everyone, the Alpha finally told Lyn to leave. However, people still got impatient and ganged up on her while she was still trying to pack her clothes. She still doesn't have a wolf and her strength was still limited, so she had to flee into the depths of the dark forest injured. Lying weak almost fainting, someone came to her. Lyn thought she will die soon, but the Moon Goddess had other good plans. That Lycan man is her true mate. His name is Derric. He gladly bring Lyn to his pack, Scarlett Pack, and the people there accepted her so well. They treated her nicely and made Lyn's heart touched.… until she told them her last name. Ordovic. The name that once slaughtered half of the people in Scarlet Pack and killed Derric's grandparents. The name Derric wanted to kill for revenge. Derric threw Lyn into the dungeon and tortured her mercilessly. What must Lyn do to earn Derric's trust back? That she is not guilty and should not get all this harsh treatment…. Should she run away again?

My best friend, Scarlett Throne, is diagnosed with cancer. After running away from home, she takes her own life. She leaves behind only a testament and a pair of eight-year-old twins, a boy and a girl. "You're the only person I can rely on in this world. I'm not asking you to adopt them, but just make sure they have enough to eat." Out of compassion, I take the siblings in. For the next 20 years, my husband and I have been working hard together to raise them, buying them cars and houses. But one day, my adopted daughter reports my husband for being abusive toward her. Even my supposedly dead best friend suddenly appears and testifies against him. I demand to know why she does such a thing. My best friend, filled with righteous indignation, says, "I see you as my best friend! I've never thought you adopted my children just to serve your husband's perversions!" My husband's reputation is ruined, and he's been thrown in jail. I desperately try to prove his innocence, only to be forcibly sent to a mental hospital by my adopted son. There, I wither away and die. When I open my eyes again, I find myself back on the very day my best friend was diagnosed with cancer.

"Let me go! Get your hands off me! Let me go!" I yelled, pushing against him furiously, but instead of releasing me, he slobbered kisses all over my face and I felt as if a worm was crawling on my skin. Suddenly, the door flew open, and facing me, looking at us was my mate - his face a cross between murderous rage and crippling shock. I quickly pushed the stranger away from me and rushed towards my mate. Before I could get to him, however, he stepped backward. "So it's true? So this is really who you are?! You've been cheating on me all this while?" "No, George, listen-" "How dare you defile our relationship and the position you have as Luna of this pack?!" "No-" "I should have listened to my family from the beginning. Should have listened when they told me you were nothing but filth, nothing but a gold digger out for what she can get from anyone!" Betrayed and accused of cheating on her mate, the Luna of Shadow Fangs Pack, Wendy Ashton, pleads with her mate, Alpha King George to believe her innocence. But the evidence was clear, everything pointed that she was indeed guilty. Wendy was brutally rejected and cast away like a worthless piece of trash to a point where she lost the little life growing inside her. Yet, her mate would not budge, he demanded divorce. Wendy has had enough, she decides to give him what he wants and sign the divorce documents. But Just when she was about to engrave her signature on the document, a sudden voice rang in her ears. "Do not sign, Wendy! This isn't the way of the Uktenas. Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!" Her wolf which everyone thought had died, suddenly appeared, its eyes burning red.

With every, second I felt my body get hot, surprisingly hot. My fingers urged for something, something odd. "Let's see if you crave me as badly as I crave you" With that said he smashed his lips on mine... "For as long as you're heart beats" he paused. From my lips, he traveled to my neck and started smooching it. "It beats for me, you're mine" he resumed kissing me. From the way he was doing it, I suspect that he intended on living a hickey. "Say it, say you're mine" he whispered. A heartless, cruel, dangerous alpha. Who was I to flout him? I knew I was his. His to own. With that, he snaked his hand down into my pants. A lone wolf searching for something, something she's yearned for since she was born. And he had everything she's ever wished for, and she had all he's ever craved. Angelique Lovett Foster is a lone wolf abandoned by her parents leaving her in a box with nothing but a unique five-colored diamond bracelet with her. She lived a peaceful life until her foster dad started abusing her, and decided to elope. Bane Ashton Bancroft a ruthless and unruly alpha of the Blood Oath pack. Loathes rogues to the core. And there's only one thing he cares about in life, himself. He lives around hundreds of people but he's a mystery they're yet to solve. But in just a day he meets someone who solves the mysterious Their paths cross, and they only have one emotion for each other, Hatred. Which later on turned into love, a love they weren't ready to accept. Or rather it was a forbidden love. And everything takes a 180-degree turn and messes up everything for them when it turns out they're both mates.

After having a crush on someone for 10 years, out of love, my father drugged his friend and placed him on my bed. When he woke at dawn the next morning, his eyes were ice-cold. But he still accept our engagement. However, life after marriage wasn’t as good as I thought. Mike Ashton would frequently fly abroad and stay there for a long time. I gave birth to our daughter on my own as I waited for him to return home. After four years, when I heard that he was returning home, I postponed everything and went to the airport expectantly with our daughter in my arms. Our daughter reached out her little hand and was hoping for a hug from him. He just looked at me indifferently and said in a cold voice, “I’m sorry, but I’m a neat freak.” From then on, my daughter and I would wash our hands at least three times every day and the house would be spotless. However, he still rarely came home and never gave our daughter a warm hug. That was until when I accidentally saw a video with Mike in it. “Mike, what do you think is the happiest thing in the world?” He answered casually, “I think it’s when I tucked Oliver into bed and dragged Jennifer into the bathroom when I was abroad last week.” The people around him all laughed, but my heart felt ice-cold. Jennifer Bundred was Mike’s ex-girlfriend who he still had an entanglement with and Oliver was her son. It seemed that he had been living with them during the time that he was abroad for the past four years. This fact finally made me give up all illusions. I left a divorce agreement for him, gave up my and our daughter’s identities, and went abroad to start a new life.