Lauren Asher Audiobook Novels & Stories

On his way, he called Lisa. ‘Asher, you’re awake!’ came Lisa’s shrieking voice. “If the hair on Anamika’s head goes missing, you’ll know why I’m called Lord Ash.” Asher didn’t yell nor did he make too much noise, however, his warning sounded like a bomb that went off in Lisa’s ears. ‘ Y–you… beep! Beep! Beep!...’ Asher put his phone away and leaned on the leather seat. “Where is Cullen right now?” He asked with his eyes closed.

" I didn’t do..." "DAMMIT, LEAH!" Asher growled, surging forward and slamming the flaps of the box that contains the destructive book closed. "WHO GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO TOUCH MY THINGS?" "I just wanted..." "Wanted what?" Asher snapped. "To be nosey?" "I was just trying to help!" Now that the initial shock of what had happened was wearing off, anger was beginning to flare. Who the hell did he think he was talking to? I wasn’t a fucking kid and I wasn’t just going to sit here and take his accusations.

She was no longer sweating and her lips color were returning to normal. "Thank you," I whispered to the fireflies who glowed majestically as soon as I said those words. "She said you should use the magic word" Tunde informed me and I groaned. "Please," I said through the mind link. "Fine, Alpha. I'm doing this for Lyla, not you" Within minutes, Ashley was back in the room while I sort out my whore of a brother. //////// I don't know if you guys saw my last Author's note, but if you didn't, I want to inform you that Damon has been signed to goodnovel and one other platform. You'll have to unlock the remaining chapters of this book.

Elena pushed the door open. Liora sat on the edge of her bed, still in the light armor she had worn in the arena. Her nose was swollen, crusted with dried blood, one eye already purpling. She looked up as Elena entered, expression hollow. “Close the door,” Elena said. Liora obeyed without speaking. Elena crossed the room and sat beside her on the bed. For a moment neither woman spoke. “They’re calling her the Luna of Ashes,” Liora said at last, voice flat. “They’re saying she’s… something ancient. Something we can’t fight.”

*WARNING: The beginning of this chapter contains material that some may find sensitive/ offensive. Read at your own discretion or skip to after the first scene break "#".* Narrator- Back in the forest, the birds began their matinee song. Miranda had fallen asleep from the pain, and Asher sat at the foot of the bed, lost in thought.

"Caleb processed the buy-back option attached to your father’s bankruptcy filings. You hold zero shares in this company." "You used me!" Lauren shrieked, taking a furious step forward, her manicured nails digging into her leather case. She finally snapped her head toward me, her eyes burning with pure, unadulterated venom. "You replaced me with her? A low-level accountant? She’s an outsider! She’s playing all three of you, and you’re too blind to see it!" "Watch your mouth, Lauren," Asher growled from the bar, his low, gravelly voice sending an immediate, dangerous vibration through the room as he set his glass down with a heavy thud. "Or I'll have security escort you out by your hair."

“She belongs to no one, Asher. Let that sink into your demented Alpha brain. She belongs to no one. She is her person, not me nor you. She belongs…” He neared me all of a sudden, his eyes glowing red and popping with enough curiosity to tell me there was more to whatever was going on, “She belongs to me, Alaric. Audrey belongs to me! I, Alaric Nightshade.” I stared at him with confusion laced with pity and curiosity. I knew Asher so well to know when he has done something terrible, “What have you done, Asher? What did you do to get her to be here?”

Elara motioned for them to sit. "Tell me," she began, her voice echoing slightly in the chamber, "what have you encountered so far?" Luna and Asher took turns recounting their experiences—the symbols, the attacks, the shadowy figures, and the battles they had fought. As they spoke, Elara listened intently, occasionally nodding or asking for clarification. When they finished, Elara stood and walked to one of the shelves, selecting a large, dusty book. She returned to the table and opened it, revealing pages filled with intricate drawings and arcane symbols.

And I didn’t know if it would destroy me or save us all. I had to sneak a peek inside. I couldn’t help it. I moved slowly toward the half-open door of Leon’s room, my breath caught somewhere between fear and wonder, and then, I saw it. And I stilled. Right there, sitting on Leon’s small bed with his knees bent awkwardly to fit, was Asher. Holding a book. Reading. But not just reading. Animated. He was doing the voices. He was bouncing his eyebrows at the funny parts. He jiggled his shoulders when the story got exciting. He was performing and not for me. Not for show.

Amara cradled Corey in the back seat, whispering softly to him even though he was barely conscious. I stared blankly at my phone, startled when it buzzed to life. A message appeared on the screen from the last person I expected: “I have the book that we can use to free Asher.”