Love Redesigned Lauren Asher Vk Novels & Stories

“Why did you shoot Asher when you claimed you loved him?” She yawned. I clicked my tongue in annoyance. “Talk!” She gave a careless shrug and smiled. “What do I even say?!” The last patience I clung to went out the window and I slammed my fist on the table, making her flinch. “You think this is a game? Asher almost lost his leg because of you!” She only smiled. Then it hit me. Her eyes. Lia had squinty green eyes. This woman had blue eyes.

For a moment, I thought I heard familiar footsteps. The scent of lavender drifted through the air. I opened my eyes. A familiar figure was walking toward me through the sea of purple flowers. She wore a wedding dress. Sunlight wrapped around her as she stopped in front of me. "Mister, my name is Leah Lambert. It's nice to meet you." The wind stirred. It felt like time itself was turning a page. I reached for her hand. "My name is Wystan Wren. I've known you for a long time."

Asher let out a dry laugh like the concept of love was nothing but a sick joke to him. "I still hold a lot of anger towards Axel for not having Tiffany killed. A person can hold a gun to your mother's head and you still let that person get away with it. That's just beyond my understanding. Love does nothing but make you weak." Asher's gaze was capable of boring holes into me. It was almost as if he was asking me to snap out of my dream La La Land and snap back to reality where everything isn't rainbows and bursts of sunshine. It's harsh truths and betrayals.

When his phone beeped, he looked at the text. Eden: You know I never liked her, but now I hate her. I’ll stockpile eggs from the coop so we can egg Lorecow’s house. Asher chuckled again, exiting his messages. His sister was one of a kind, and he had no doubt that two weeks earlier, she’d said her peace to Lorelei, as soon as that article appeared. The last message he’d gotten from Lorelei had been a week earlier, a measly seven days ago. It was a message where she still told him she loved him and was waiting for him.

Loreen was about to beg but as soon as she saw the woman's face, her words slurred. “C….Can”Loreen stammered, forgetting she was about to puke, some minutes ago. Her lips parted as her eyes flew open, while she froze. It was her! C -A -N -D -A -C -E! _________ It was already evening and Annatoria had already closed from work. She was ready to open up to Asher since he was the only one who could understand her better and give her the support and advice she needed at that point in time.

“Like it or not, I never stopped caring.” “Yeah. Bullshit,” Lia said, shaking her head. Without a word, Asher reached into his pocket and pulled out something small and delicate. It was the same purple bracelet she had made for him over a year ago. “You remember this?” he asked softly. “I kept it… because I still love you, Lia.” Her chest tightened for a second, but not out of longing. More out of disbelief. “Asher, you don’t love me. You probably never did. But it doesn’t matter anymore, I’ve moved on.”

Had he fallen out of love now that she was no longer the ravishing woman he had once adored? I fumed momentarily at the thought. I had never considered Asher to be vain. Her physical appearance, which could easily be restored with cosmetic surgery, was secondary to the urgent need to heal her mind. And of course, I needed to call Vicky and reach out to Elara. I had questions about our connection, which felt as though it had been severed. Was it still intact, or had that scumbag destroyed it forever? I wished I could alleviate her suffering, absorb her pain as my own. Though her actions had been reckless, driven by a desire to save others, I understood her motivations. Her benevolent heart ha

he continued. ASH. ASH. AHH! he could not find that Ash knew I was alive. She knew everything about it from the start, even she and I were the ones who planned it all for him to believe. Believe in my death. It was all my doing, but yes Ash was a part of it. She is the one who convinced Sabestain to go to Norway for his promotion when we made him believe that I hated him. I looked at him, trying best to hide my nervousness as I continued-

She’s more than we ever imagined. Gray chuckled. 'And you thought she couldn’t get any more beautiful. Look at her now—strong, fierce, and radiant.' Xavier’s lips curved into a smile. He had always known Arianna was special, but seeing her embrace her true identity as a Lycan princess had deepened his love and respect for her. She was not just his mate; she was a force to be reckoned with.

“Soon enough love” I wrapped my hand around his neck. For some reason being around him erased all the problems with the world.“I love you, Damien.” He pressed his lips against mine. “I love you too, Vanessa Blackwood”. “Ah,” I suddenly remembered. “Wayne, He is interested in being a business partner, your business partner, can you do that?” His expression darkened. “Please, he did take a bullet for me,” I begged. He sighed. “For you Vannessa, I will consider it.