Ned Stark/ashara Dayne Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She ignored the last part, smart. I sighed, massaging my temples. “Can we not do this out here? You've roasted and simultaneously praised me enough while we were inside.” A soft chuckle came from beside her, and I almost yelped. I hadn't even gotten Susan's current man's name, so bad of me. I almost forgot he was there. “Susan, you haven't introduced us yet.” I reminded her in a low tone. She paused before walking again. “Oh, right, sorry. Grace, this is Daniel. Daniel, this is my precious, dramatic, beautiful, shelly, and amazing best friend, Grace.”

“I can’t wait to introduce my woman to Danae.” A small smile crept across her face as he wrapped an arm around her waist. “Alright… let’s go,” she said finally. They got dressed quickly. Ashley wore a pair of high-waisted skinny jeans, a blush-pink fitted T-shirt, white sneakers, and a beige crossbody bag. She looked effortlessly chic and subtly feminine, like she belonged right next to Dante. As they headed out, soft music drifted from the car radio. Ashley stared out the window, her thoughts drifting. What would Danae be like in person? Would she like her?

“Now move. Vera’s waiting.” Vera Blackthorn lounged against the marble steps like a panther sunning itself, her blood-red gown pooling around her. Her smirk sharpened as they approached. “Took you long enough. I was starting to think you’d rather marry a Bloodfang mutt.” Vera teased. “Dante’s pack doesn’t do marriage,” Asher said flatly. “Just slaughter and bad cologne.” Vera’s laugh was all edges. “Careful, Voss. My brother might be your rival, but I bite harder than he does.” She flicked her gaze to Selene. “Your boy’s got a mouth on him. I like that.”

but she’s furious . thought you’ll directly go near her ..but .. dad please stop cracking your sarcastic jokes ..tell her to get out ..or else call the guard if she denies son I’ll handle her ..but I am just worried for you , you know right we need to sit together and talk yeah --- Elena came in her night suit and started applying her night skin care routine Ash just kept on staring at her .. Gosh!! Stop staring at me .. Ash’s pov Oh god , why the fuck she’s so gorgeous , I don’t know what’s happening to me ..but I just want to grab her now

Which side of the path you are depends on you. “Scarlet are you listening?” The voice took me out of my daydream and it was Layla. My best friend is my partner in crime. My other half, chosen to be sister to me and not by the moon. “Ag always day dreaming… Is it about Asher?” She playfully bumps me with her smirk lining her face and her brow taunting me with the movement its making. “No I..I..” she lets out a loud giggle that makes me blush so red I might just turn into a cherry.

I ordered. Asher laid the diary flat on the kitchen table and opened it to the first page after the Table of Contents. We all, even Lucas, leaned forward to read Entry #1. It was dated a day before her eighteenth birthday. This is wrong. This is so wrong. I shouldn’t be thinking these dirty things about my best friends, but I can’t stop. Every time I see their faces, I can’t help but imagine them inside me, pinning and restraining me, using toys on me until I come over and over, fucking me out in public behind The Cane Diner dumpster during the daytime.

At this point, it's the only option. Asher exhales in relief, withdrawing his hand from my neck. I lean forward on the tips of my toes to kiss his cheek. It's a simple gesture of trust. It's my way of showing him that he does have a chance. Hopefully at the end of this all, I'll have a chance too. *** It wasn't easy seeing Aspen's face when he first saw Asher. Nor way it easy finding out that Coen and Dawn work for Sinful. That this entire time, they could keep us here, giving Asher time to get to us.

“So, same time tomorrow? To work on our project? We can do what we did tonight if you want? Eat in the room and get some more work done.” “Yeah, that sounds fine.” “Alright. Well, then.. I'll see you tomorrow, Danny.” Asher says, still hanging about. “Yeah. See you then.” Dani opens her door and rushes in, closing it quickly behind her. Whew. Asher Steele was too charming for his own good. And hers.

I know Asher would never be that close to her if I had told the truth. “…. Stop worrying I have Flex my personal guard. Plus 10 warriors at bar with us. I promise only to dance with Stasia. I need a Fucking Break.” Marquee was almost in tears as she spoke with Dane. “Stasia has agreed to go. Come on please.” “Dane, our Luna couldn’t be in better hands. She is going with the devil herself.” Asher said as he playfully elbows Stasia. “Her knife skills could nut a dude at 50 yards alone.”

I blinked hard, trying to adjust to the sudden brightness of the great hall where I now knelt. When my vision steadied, I saw him—Alpha Asher—standing on the dais above, his gaze cutting through me. The court surrounded him in silence, eyes filled with disgust. “Bastards… all of you,” I spat, the words breaking into a cough. Asher’s expression didn’t shift; only his mouth curved into something between disdain and disbelief. “Elvara,” he said slowly. “Look at you, all courageous and daring! You actually think you can run away from here?”