The Aftons Novels & Stories

As he sat there, he tried to trace back when I'd started planning to leave. It was after we'd gotten back from the mountain. I'd become obedient, I'd apologized, and I'd distanced myself… Of course, I only knew about this after talking to Melissa. The video kept playing. The bedroom door opened, and Cole's head snapped up. For a second, he almost believed I was back, that all of this was just an act and a bluff. Unfortunately for him, it was only Laura, who had come in to clean the room.

For one brief second, hope returned to his face. “Really?” “Yes,” I said. “But I will never go back to you.” The light in his eyes went out. “Aria…” “Forgiveness is not another chance. It only means I’m done carrying you with me.” He stood there without moving. Outside the hall, winter sunlight fell across the steps. I took a breath, and for the first time in a long while, it did not hurt. A man in a charcoal coat waited near the car. He had dark curls, green eyes, and a calm smile that carried no pity.

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Z’s name appears on my screen. “hey Love whats up” “Coming over, you home” “….I am home, in the tub….how long before you get here” “Pictures or it didn’t happen…😉” Wait, what?! That was flirty, Z doesn’t do flirty. How do I respond to this? How do I want to respond to this? Think Ashton don’t make it awkward! I snap a picture of my legs that are now rest on the side of the tub and hit send. Shit, shit, shit, How is he going to respond. That picture seemed safe enough. Just as my picture shows sent I get the next text.

he whispered, his voice filled with awe. Ava leaned against him, her body trembling with exhaustion. “It’s not over yet.” Hayden’s arms tightened around her. “No. But we’re one step closer.” As they sat there, holding each other in the heart of the Underworld, Ava couldn’t shake the feeling that something had shifted—not just in the realm around them, but between them as well. They had faced the darkness together, and in doing so, they had found something stronger than the fear that had once kept them apart.

She doesn't deserve to be called Grandma. The news had reached the media that Nathan Crest was injured so production has been postponed still he is better. The crew went back to LA which means I have no use here. I should just get myself out of here too but yet. Knowing that Fiona killed my family made me wonder why she'd do that in the first place. When I got back the first thing I did was go to the cupboard to find the engravement on the wall. Prowfeci That was what I found. I didn't know how to spell properly at Six. But I knew what I meant.

I would not let the tragedy of my past life repeat itself. Back then, during Liam's mom's birthday party, Liam had been drugged with an aphrodisiac. He searched desperately for someone else but found no one. I accidentally stumbled into his room, and in my confusion, we ended up… together. The crowd that burst in saw everything, branding me as a shameless woman without a shred of dignity. From that day on, Liam despised me, convinced I had been the one to drug him. No matter how many times I explained, he dismissed it as lies.

MIRANDA Highway to Hell by AC/DC blared from the speakers as I drove toward the Astor Mansion — because I had no clue what else to call that massive house. It seemed like a fitting song when it came on from my sister's playlist since I had planned and orchestrated five deaths so far — five because a year ago I had given Ace the idea to kill Gabby's piece of shit husband.

I asked as they immediately went to lounge in the area, picking up their books. “Yes, thank you, Asterion.” Amphidocus nodded. “Very well. I’ll return for you when dinner is ready.” I nodded, walking away from them. I could hear the girls talking as I got closer. I can’t fault them for wanting some amount of space. I sighed, knowing that one day this will be a memory, and I’ll be alone once again.

Because if she didn’t, Ace would destroy her. Anton was methodical, precise, and careful as he made his way toward Ace’s location. He had studied his target for days, learning his movements, his habits, and the routines of his men. Ace was heavily protected, but Anton had taken down bigger targets before. This was just another job.