Eiji Letter To Ash Novels & Stories

Es: what is it, kiddo Me: I need Ash’s number. I think I misplaced it Es: why?🤨 Me: I need him to help me with something. Es: something like what?🤔 Me: it’s work related. Es: i don’t believe that for a second Me: Am serious! Come on... Es: You know he will tell me about it, right 🤪 Me: Just send me the damn number!😡 Es: Hahaha...alright. I groaned dropping my phone in frustration. She is so annoying!

"I'm sorry. I wasn’t expecting Eugene to say all of that. It caught me off guard," I admit, raising a hand to bite the skin next to my nails. A nervous habit. "It's okay, I get it," Ash says, grabbing my hand to lower it and prevent me from biting further, "I'm proud of you, by the way." "Proud? Of me?" I repeat, thinking I didn't understand correctly, but he nods, "Why?" "For standing up for us. You were subtle as a bull

Jayson P.O.V. Ashely, we know, baby girl," I heard Mr. Williams say to Ashely's father. Huh, I don't understand, daddy? How could you know if we are mates?" says her. "You want to know, right?" I heard Ashely's dad say. I didn't know if I should say anything at all. So, I listened to my father speak to Ashley and me. " We've known since you were little kids that you'll be mates." My father said with a smile.

he asks with an impatient tone. "Here," I say, handing him a letter. Asher raises an eyebrow. "What is this?" he asks, looking between me and the paper in his hand. "My resignation.” Asher's face contorts in surprise as if he's been knocked off balance. But the expression is quickly replaced with a twisted one. "Really?" he scoffs. "Weak and pathetic, always taking the easy way out." He barks a laugh, his eyes filled with disdain. "You now have a high opinion of yourself, don't you?" he sneers.

Dwayne asked. With his tone, Ezekiel thought he was jealous. "Wait, you ask too many questions. Are you jealous?" Ezekiel asked. Ash almost threw up his coffee for him. He just glared at him. Ezekiel was smiling with a matching teasing of his tone. "Nah, I'm not and will never be." Ash said firmly. Ezekiel smirks and scoffs. "Come on man, you're going to eat your words some day." he said. Ash just ignored him. What do you think? Is he going to eat his words later? Ezekiel was very sure he was going to fall for her.

Aera said. Before its contents reached my ears, the letter went through a thorough examination. “It’s from Vidar Jupitus,” Asashi looked at me. I nodded once. “Zephyr, son…” he read the letter, and I squinted my eyes in disgust. “Forgive your father. I know what I did to you and your mother was wrong. I have said some really hurtful things to you and done even worse, unforgivable deeds…” Asashi looked at Aera.

he confronted a fuming Sapphire in front of him. “You are not bringing that bitch back here” she barked at him and he frowned. He grabbed her hand and threw her out of his office then locked the door. He sat back on his seat thinking about how he could get Livey back. *** A letter got to Ash as he was discussing with Livey, he opened the letter and after reading the content, he got mad. “That bastard” he cursed annoyed by it. “What is it” Livey asked concerned. She could tell that the letter was suitable for him making him mad.

"It's not like my dad is home. He said he has a meeting with some old-time friends and wouldn't be back till evening.” I exhaled deeply with a shrug and let him be. "But you still have to get back to Michigan for school tomorrow, right?” I quizzed as we neared the entrance. "Who's that?” My dad asked, appearing in our face. Asher grinned with a Japanese bow. “It's Asher. Nice to meet you." My dad furrowed his brow and stared long at him. I looked back at Asher. He seemed puzzled too. "Is there a problem, dad?” I asked.

He raised one eyebrow, a silent, demanding question: Well? I gave a tiny, frantic shake of my head. Nothing happened. Just then, a miracle. Asher turned around, a look of sudden realization on his face. He weaved his way back through the crowd toward me. My heart leaped into my throat. Jax’s gaze intensified, watching the play unfold. “Elliot! Sorry, man, I completely forgot to grab the notes,” Asher said, running a hand through his hair, looking genuinely embarrassed. This was it. My moment. My cue.