Ned Stark/ashara Dayne Fanfiction Novels & Stories

We were having so much fun together and it felt too good to be true. “We are here, Ms.Albright.” Adam’s voice broke me from my trail of thoughts and I smiled at him. “For the hundredth time, please call me Ashley.” He gave me a small laugh and drove away. I still had ten minutes to enter the exam hall and decided to grab something to drink. I bought a coffee and started sipping on it when my phone dinged indicating a text from Jake.

You can get a portion and we have it tested to see the substance and be sure of what it is " Ashley instructed, having finalized her strategy to catch Leah redhanded. " Yes, ma'am " Natasha nodded at the instructions. " I'm going on a date with Jason tomorrow, make sure to be around when I return, you will have to switch the glass of juice or water " Ashley uttered and heaved a sigh. She couldn't still understand the fact that Leah wanted her dead. But for what reasons? " Okay ma'am " Natasha turned to leave and Ashley held her by the hand, giving her a gentle squeeze, " Thanks, Natasha, " She said, sending her a warm appreciative smile .

She stood there for a while looking dazed. After sometime, she came back to her senses and remembered Nick's words. She immediately pulled out her phone and went online. She widened her eyes in shock. Oh my!!Nick is such a perfectionist. He had known about treachery from a long time and even prepared a new proposal. It seems that she forgot how meticulous Nick was in his work. Good then our company is now #1 trending with the title "Asher group continues saga". She quickly opened the topic and read through it and said to herself, Wow, Mr.Asher is so awesome and she giggled to herself and patted her cheeks to bring down her excitement. "Ms.Mira, please don't slap too hard, we can't afford to

Why in the world was I even affected by old messages which weren't even sent to me? Melody: I love you Asher. Asher: Is this how you are going to shut me up? Melody: Is it working? Melody: I'll kiss you when you come back. Promise. Asher: Can I come back now? Melody: Geez, Asher! You've got a concert tomorrow. Is it midnight there? Asher: Past midnight. Melody: Why are you awake then? Asher: I miss you Melody: Imagine I'm there beside you.

he said, his voice firm but gentle. I looked around, feeling trapped. "I... I'm working, please," I replied, trying to brush him off. But Asher's eyes didn't waver. "After work, I can wait," he said, his voice low and husky. I felt my heart racing, and my eyes pleaded with him to let me be. Just as I was about to sigh in relief, the bell above the store door jingled, signaling the arrival of another customer – Dylan.

Ashely P.O.V. The Next Day... "Suck, I listen to him. Finally, he demands me to do it sucks his finger. I remember licking my lips. Yes, I told him. I pulled his fingers and opened my mouth, and slid his face inside my mouth. Oh, God, I want this. I wanted him so bad. I have been thinking about him touching me and having me on my knees and- What I am saying. This is Jayson Woods; we are talking about it! He doesn't care about anyone but himself.

“Clareath will realise what we’re about soon, and there will be battles and danger. Rest now, whilst there is quiet in which to do so.” I pressed my lips against his hide. I love you, I mouthed against his scales. “I will,” I agreed. “I will see you this afternoon.” I could see Daerton on the wagon loaded with the items from my tent. I crawled up onto the wagon bed over the various chests and indeterminate bundles, to join him. Ashara had left the bedding to the top, anticipating that I would sleep again. I should not be angry with her either, I told myself sternly, she was a considerate maid and did her job well. I had to do better, be better than these petty hurt feelings.

Aashirya's POV: I groaned when the stupid voice of my phone disturbed m y so peaceful sleep. And most amazing thing was that, I was dreaming about m y love, m y Jamie Dornan. Where he was dancing with m e, with his muscular hands possessively wrap around my waist. Ohh m y m y...!! But all m y sweet dreams went to sell oils when suddenly m y head started pounding like someone has banged thousands o f hammer o n my head a t a time.

There was a loud crash, which scared everyone there. My ashes scattered everywhere. Jasper still felt angry. He laughed disdainfully and stepped on my ashes, grinding them with the sole of his shoe. The staff members' jaws had dropped in shock. They hadn't even had time to stop him. Jasper kicked my ashes and sent them flying. "Tell Amara that she came up with a very innovative trick this time round, but it's lame. I'm not going to waver at all, no matter whether she's dead or alive!

The shard pulsed with approval, its rhythm syncing to her defiance, its hunger fed by her refusal to yield. But then I saw it—the shadow creeping at her back, the cost she had not wanted to see. A man lay at her feet, his chest unmoving, eyes closed as flames licked the edges of his body. His hand still reached for hers, though he was long gone. Ashara’s power had saved her, but it had claimed him. The shard whispered through me, a cruel caress: She chose, as you must.