Dawn Loves Ash Novels & Stories

Ash slowly opened his eyelids, holding both of Leona's hands while looking straight into her eyes. There was nothing Ash was trying to hide or even hide. He deliberately let Leona know, all the feelings that surround him. Leona swallowed her saliva in shaky motions, like a slow motion scene in a movie. There was concern embedded in her gaze. So, in the next second she blinked while gathering her huge guts – fortifying herself from the same feelings that the Alpha had. "I love you, Leona Argent." Ash whispered. Leona nodded slowly, confirming the Alpha's expression. However, even if she tried to prevent Ash from even arranging her words at every opportunity, she would always find moments like

The name flashing on the screen was Susan, I froze at the sight. Susan and I met in college, in the library and somehow, we already bonded by the end of the day. We were so similar in so many things, yet different. We talked about her love for dark romance and my love for non-dark romance. We went to my favourite bistro, and to her favourite bar. By the end of the day, we were throwing drunken “I love you”s. The phone stopped ringing, the screen going blank. I sighed in relief, only for the screen to light up with her text message.

The kind that fills your whole chest so fast it almost hurts. I pressed the test against my chest and laughed — the quiet kind, the kind you keep inside your body because it's too new and too fragile to let out yet. Eight years with Daniel Ashford. Eight years of loving a man who moved through the world like it was built for him, and now this. We were going to have a baby.

"Or you can go upstairs and clean up. God, I need to stop trying to be inside you the moment you come home." Dawn finally talks, licking her lower lip as she stares at my hands. "I want you to get access to my chest." She laughs nervously. "And I like how you're trying to get inside me the moment I came home." She bites her lower lip and makes a show of it. "I guess we both missed each other, huh?" "I sure did miss you."

It wasn’t until faint birdsong slipped in from outside that he pressed a hand to my stomach and asked, a bitter edge in his voice, “Those two… did they touch you here too?” Who? I went limp like a rag doll, completely out of sync with whatever was happening in his head. “You bastard… one more time and I’m going to fall apart!” “Good girl,” he breathed. “One last time.” --- The next morning, Travis was already gone to the office. Sore all over, I stayed sprawled in bed until Wendy called. Her laugh on the other end was anything but innocent. “My two models told me someone was so loud last night, the whole place almost shook.”

But after a few seconds, he shakily put it on speaker. "Hello, Miss Seraphina. We are calling to follow up on the Twilight Ash service you inquired about. Do you still require it? Miss Seraphina? Miss Seraphina?" Hearing the words "Twilight Ash service," Damien's breath caught in his throat. "So I heard her correctly that day." "The day Seraphina went to request the dissolution, she was already arranging her own funeral." Damien's voice trembled so much it was almost incoherent.

"Tell him to get some extra clothes for his dad. He shouldn't worry about food.” I was in a daze as I watched my mum leave. I really hoped his dad was alright as she said. Asher had sworn to die, if he dared lose anyone dear to him again. It was totally going to break him, should that happen. Well, Asher didn't wake up until about an hour later. By then, my siblings had all gone to school, including Summer. I was done with the morning chores and about to take a shower, when Asher finally woke up. It was past nine already.

"Why are we here three hours early?" "I've got a surprise for you," Elliot said mysteriously. Sophie was still startled when Elliot pulled her to the center of the red carpet. Suddenly, Elliot dropped to one knee and produced a silver wedding band. His eyes were clear as water as he asked, "Sophie Queen... will you marry me? "For richer or for poorer, in sickness and—" Before Elliot could finish, Sophie looked at him with certainty and said, "I do." After the cold ring was placed back on her finger, Sophie raised her hand to admire the beautiful diamond, which was shining brightly.

He coughed and sputtered, gasping for air as he scrambled to his feet. Dawn stepped forward, her eyes locked on Alex. "You wanted to take me back, Alex?" she said, her voice cold and steady. "You thought you could wage war on Golden Crest and steal me from Rhys?" Alex stared at her, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Dawn, I—" She cut him off, "You’re not here because you love me. You’re here because you’re obsessed. You think you own me. But let me make one thing clear to you, Alex—you don’t."

So now, we were mostly enemies… or maybe not. “What do you want?” I asked her and to my chagrin, she only smiled. She sauntered into the room to the chair I was sitting on, and blissfully ignoring the fact that I was there, she sniffed the armrest of the chair and moaned. “You.” “Be serious for once, Ashley. What do you want?” I asked again. I could already begin to feel the early signs of rage bubbling up within me, but I wasn’t sure if this time it was directed at her or at everyone who had tried to take Dawn out.