Lauren Asher Audiobook Novels & Stories

“This place may not be perfect. But you’re safe here. And when the time comes, when your voice is steady again—there’s work to be done.” Lira nodded slowly. “I’ll be ready.” **** Pov: Asher. The study was dimly lit, the only illumination coming from the desk lamp and the faint glow of Asher’s phone screen. Ember sat across the room near the fireplace, her gaze quietly watching the flames as Asher’s call finally connected. “Mr. President,” Asher said as he stood, voice even but measured. “Thanks for taking the call.” The voice on the other end was smooth, practiced. “Asher Nightshade. I heard Fernmere was a heavy blow. I want to start by saying you have my condolences—and the country’s.”

I say, still avoiding his gaze. “Would you look at me?” His voice is gentle and I almost do as he says but I remain stubborn. Asher sighs again. Good, because I wasn’t going to make this easy for you. “I heard the Luna is pregnant.” I say. “Yes, the doctor just confirmed it but that isn’t what you should be thinking about now. You drank a glassful of poison, Alexa.” So it was true, Liana was pregnant. “It’s not like I wanted to.” I argue, “But your authorities just love to use the omegas, the ones they find to be less than them or beneath them.” “But you’re not just an omega, you were a Luna.” Asher counters. This time, I look at him. “I am not who I was then.” Asher looks like he’s about to

“He didn’t say anything. Just asked me to send you down.” “Did something happen?” he asked again, his jaw tight. She looked at him helplessly, her pale hands knotting together. “I wish I knew.” Without another word, Luca brushed past her, already wondering what storm was waiting for him below. — Far away, on the east side of the river, in a much warmer, brighter home, Ashara sat quietly at the dining table, her fork idle in her hand. The breakfast on her plate had gone cold, untouched. Her eyes weren’t on her food.

Asher's voice, warm and friendly, cut through the library's hushed atmosphere. Turning, I saw Asher walking toward us, with Ethan following closely behind. Ethan's eyes met mine before they shifted away. I noticed the tense clench of his jaw, and my eyes narrowed slightly. Could they have heard my conversation with Lucy? "Lucian," Asher repeated with the usual grin on his face, his hazel eyes shifting between Lucy and me. "What brings you to our humble library?" Lucy, seemingly relieved by Asher's arrival, quickly gathered her scattered thoughts and gave him a polite smile. "Good morning, Asher. Lucian and I were just having a conversation."

No noise except the faint hum of the city below. After breakfast, Luca disappeared into the shower, and Asher took the opportunity to tidy the living room. When he returned, Luca was already lounging on the bed again, hair damp, shirt clinging slightly to his chest. “N*****x?” he asked, remote in hand. Asher tilted his head. “You want to watch TV?” “It’s either that or read something off your bookshelf about tactical combat psychology, and I’m not in the mood for PTSD.” Fair. “Fine,” Asher said. “Dealer’s choice.”

“You’re my assistant. Tonight at seven. Estate library. You’re not leaving until my history paper is finished.” “I’ve got fifty pages of literature to read by tomorrow.” “Read faster.” He tossed the half-empty bottle back at me. I barely caught it. “See you at seven, Thorne.” By seven I was dead tired. The estate library felt too big and too dark, lit only by a couple of brass lamps. Asher was already there, spread out in a leather armchair by the fireplace, reading some old leather book like he didn’t have a care in the world. I dropped my backpack on the table and sat across from him. “Give me the prompt.”

" Landen ,If Nithra is alive I would have stood alone .As usual my aura ,might be .She is my strength .I lived for her .But ,now I don't have a strength. I am similar to corpse . If her death is an natural one ,I would have been just a wound and after days ,it might have healed. but ,it's not an natural death .It's a painful death .The way ,how I showered her love .Is the same way ,how I break and crushed her into pieces and made her end up with death .I can still ,recall the happy words which she mentioned me and imagined to open up . Exactly,I don't know what happened on that day . But,when I regained my sense back all I knew is I had bullied my Nithra with vulgar words and broken het trus

It was all over when another girl walked into the WC and helped Layla and that miserable woman. When the girl rescued Layla, the party was still underway, but Asher had left to catch his flight to Los Angeles. Layla did not wait for Calantha too long, she came out of the mansion right after. “Is everything okay?” Layla asked as the car had rolled. “It’s fine,” Calantha stopped saying, “Asher doesn’t doubt me.” Layla felt that since she had been in the car, Calantha was very strange, she didn’t seem happy.

Her hands shook and her heart trembled, and despite the haywire in his mind, all she could ever utter out was the name of someone who was no more: “Xavier…” THE NIGHT darkened, and for sure would be long. Adeline stirred. The relief from her deep sleep almost made her feel comfortable, but the jiggles of metals had her jolting awake. Her eyes met the familiar layout of a ceiling, causing a furrow in between her brows. How cruel. Locking her in her own pack's cell—well played. "L—Lady Adeline?" a timid voice sounded from nowhere. Adeline craned her neck and narrowed her eyes to find the source, until the lingering echo drowned under the consecutive sound of chains.

“That’s impossible! He didn’t even take his phone with him…” She was right. They had taken my phone before we left, but the housemaid couldn’t bear it and secretly returned it to me. I had planned to record the route, thinking maybe one day I could find my way back. Hence, when I was taken, the phone was still in my chest pocket. That was how this footage was captured. After seeing it, Ralph crawled to Agnes’s feet, crying. “Jacob is doing great overseas right now! This has to be AI! Agnes, don’t believe it!”