The Final Ashfield Novels & Stories

The villains didn’t die in the storm. They learned how to dance in it and built a kingdom that would never fall. And the legacy of the family… was only just beginning. The End!

He let his mind drift through old memories. The next day, dressed in nothing but a white dress shirt and black slacks, Cole was finally discovered by the cemetery's security staff. His face had gone dark from the cold, but there was a faint smile at the corner of his lips. Snow drifted down from the sky in thin, scattered flakes. Cole had frozen to death. He'd died at the side of the grave marked, "In loving memory of Isabel Cavendish, my beloved wife."

That was a win for us if it was where the finish line was. Sooner, we got close to the brick wall. I was astonished. We looked for the finish line but there was nothing. I got excited for nothing. "But this can't be the end of the forest? I thought forests don't have ends and you go in circles at best. What to do now?" "I will check it out." Ash said and walked closer to the brick wall and closed his eyes, as if trying to feel the energies the wall contained. "It's a barrier. Not an ordinary one." Ash delivered.

He asked while turning to face Camila. "MMh. You won," she said, raising her hand in surrender. "Then, shall we?" She stretched her hand to him while nodding toward the door. Packing their lunch, Ash took her hand in his, and they walked out of there towards their destination. They had decided that they wouldn't be leaving the forest without the rogues by their sides. It was high time they struck because it wouldn't be long before everyone knew what was happening in the woods.

"It... it was for the press. We needed to prove our marriage was real to completely destroy Derek's reputation. It was just an act." Soren stares deeply into her eyes, his intense gaze searching her soul for what feels like an eternity. Slowly, a wicked, knowing smirk spreads across his handsome lips. He pulls back just an inch, his thumb gently trailing over her bottom lip. "An act? You certainly fooled me, Mrs. Ashwood. Because for a moment, it felt like you actually meant it." Later that evening, after Soren drops her off at his massive estate, Violet paces around the floor of her luxurious bedroom.

"Leave my things alone, you mangy mutt!" Neal turned, racing back the way he came toward the shouting. He recognized the voice. Ash Merickle. A human he had failed. As Neal turned off the gravel road into her driveway, he noticed Ash standing there, a shovel in her hand as she faced off against Cody Wolfe, a jackal with an awkward last name. He approached Ash, toppling her potted plants, ripping them from their planters and scattering them about her yard as he sneered at her. Ash gripped the handle of her shovel with white knuckles, her eyes narrow slits as she braced for an encounter she knew she would lose. Still, she showed guts standing her ground, guts Neal failed to show over the past

"She's the leader of the hunters faction, she might look so timid and all but I've seen the real her once,she's a devil in disguise" "I won't disagree to that but whatever alliance that has been forged is now terminated I won't have that" *************************************** ARTHUR "May he be accepted up and beyond , may his sons come forward for the final act" I walk towards looking dready and worn out from the tears, Asher follows in suit looking just as dreadful, we both hold a torch setting his corpse which has been adorned with beads and flowers on fire, "Boys get your acts together for your mum" We both walk away from the burning corpse proceeding to the packhouse and the others fol

I told Charlotte as I left the room again “Yes” “Mr King, I have news for you” “Ok” “I know when Phillip is going to come for Charlotte” “When?” “The last day of work, I will keep digging and I will meet you at the Christmas party to give you all the details I get” The last day of work was a week after the Christmas party “Are you sure?” “Positive, I will meet you at the Christmas party to give you all the details” She giggled and hung up. My bad feeling was getting worse, Grant was right Hannah was going to pull something at the Christmas party and what ever it is will cause Charlotte to be separated from us. I walked back into the office and sat back behind my computer and sent Grant a tex

"A long time ago." "Then what do I do?" his voice was filled with despair. "Tell me what to do, I'll do anything." I put down my knife and fork and looked at him. "You don't have to do anything. Just live your life, Kaelen. And forget everything about us." "I can't." "Then learn to." I stood up. "Eat your food. This is the last meal we'll ever have together." One month later. I received a letter written in blood.

"Daisy, Julia's emotions have been unstable ever since the pregnancy. Don't take what happened earlier to heart." Daisy said nothing. After a pause, he continued, "Get changed. We have a fundraising gala tonight, and I need you there with me." The fundraising gala was held at a private manor. Daisy walked behind Dario and Julia the entire evening. During the auction, a jade bracelet was brought onto the stage. Daisy raised her paddle. The moment Julia saw it, she immediately joined the bidding. The price climbed all the way to two million. When the auction hammer finally came down, Daisy was the one who won the bid.