Ned Stark/ashara Dayne Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"I want Malcolm Calloway begging on his knees in front of the Bloodfang Assembly. I want Tessa Calloway stripped of her title. And I want Grayson and Mallory to watch everything they built burn to ash." Asher looked at me for a long, silent moment. His lips curved upward into a faint, ruthless smile that bared the tips of his sharp fangs. He leaned closer, his chest pressing against my shoulder, his large hand sliding down to wrap firmly around my waist, pulling my broad frame flush against his hard, muscular body.

I might be weak but I'm not useless and furthermore I can feel my strength building up each day , making my muscles stiff and sore from the sudden surge of energy . " You're right . I feel disrespected . " The guy knocks the book right out of Asha's hand . She glares at him furiously . " Ayee , we got a reaction . What are you going to do eh ? Gonna punch me will ya ? Or will you set me on fire and burn me alive ? " He mocks . My eye twitches . Even I'm getting pissed off in her stead at this point . These guys know no bounds . Don't you just love it when peoples' personal insecurities start spilling out in the form of hate for others ?

asked a man dressed in all black holding an AK 47. "Shut up Stanley, she's Ambrose's daughter and my mate," Ash growled back at the rude asshole. The security guard lowered his aviator sunglasses and eyed me up and down. "Damn, she's Hella fine and should be mated to a real man, you know you're deformed where it counts," the guard said firmly and I eyed the fucker and stepped in front of him. "Ash is an excellent lover and gives me all I could ever hope for in a satisfying mate," I growled softly and jumped doing a roundhouse kick and hitting Stanley in the side of his big head. Ash had his mouth hanging open when I headed towards him and kissed his cheek.

“Already planned.” Ava smirks. “And I made sure there is ginger tea.” I smile softly. “Thank you.” Anna softens. “We’ve got you.” I sit. Ava sits beside me. Anna plops down across from us. “So,” Anna says. “How nervous do you think Asher is right now?” I grin. “Very.” Ava laughs. “He was practically vibrating.” Anna nods. “He loves you so much.” I swallow. “I know.” Ava leans in.

Idaliah flashed her a tearful smile, closed her eyes and bowed her head with her right hand on her chest. Speechless, Adeline stood up, but she only stood there, her hands shaking and chest burning as the chains shook with kneels after kneels that followed when Idaliah herself kneeled. She absentmindedly looked around and found fifty hearts offered and fifty heads lowered for her. "Alpha."

Suddenly, someone came to meet Damon. Ashley Day was not a good start. She felt like she was in a trap. She went down while taking the elevator, and she saw Rayan talking with someone on the phone. When he turned around, he saw Ashley standing in front of him. He went to Ashley and hugged her tightly with a beautiful smile. Ashley felt happy, and he just forgot everything the moment Rayan hugged her. "Good morning, Ashley." Rayan said it happily. "Good morning, brother." Ashley said it in a low tone. He realized something was off here.

Kelly asked as he looked at Maya. "See, I can make you never desire a woman in a heartbeat. Although you think that you have won, you have unfortunately messed with the wrong people. It is not too late for you to turn back if you still want to have some fun." Maya said. "In your dreams. Stop scaring me. What can you do about me? As for Ashton, you can forget about saving him. The place where I have imprisoned him is filled with mountain ash. You can't go in even if you wanted to." Kelly said.

Kael steps in front of me by instinct. I move beside him. Not behind. The crack widens by a finger. Draven laughs softly from the dark beyond. “You still think choice is stronger than blood.” My hand stays over Ashen. My scar stays quiet. For the first time, I am glad it does. “No,” I say. “I think blood has been listening to the wrong men.” The door shudders. White marks flare across the stone, one after another, handprint to paw mark to spiral.

For the first time in years— They fight like wolves again. The warehouse erupts into chaos. Gunfire. Snarling. Metal crates crashing across the floor. Blood. And through it all— I feel Nyxara beside me. Still. Watching. Calculating. I grab her wrist again. She looks up at me with clear annoyance. “What are you doing?” “Keeping you here.” “You’re impossible.” “You’re not leaving.” Her eyes flash. “Watch me.” I lean closer. My voice drops low. “Not tonight.” Before she can respond—

She stands there, just at the shore, and she waits for me. Diane, wife of Ashryn the great and once queen of the city of light, extends her hand to me and I take it. When she leads me into the water, panic threatens to make me back out. But this is a dream, right? Physical pain doesn’t exist in dreams. The water chokes my lungs regardless *********************************************************** Diane’s pov “This is madness Ashryn!” My husband turns away from me and something shatters in my heart. His features are twisted in rage and the face I adore refuses to look at me now.