Throttled Lauren Asher Novels & Stories

Aislen interpreted the sparkle. “He’s certainly not hard on the eye, and he’s a talented potter,” Lauren told her. “But I thought you and Rhett Salem…?” “Ah,” Aislen chuckled. “Town gossip, hey?” “Yeah, I might have heard about a certain kiss…” Lauren replied teasingly. “Rhett and I go way back,” Aislen replied. “Shit,” she added as a car pulled up at the curb. “I’d best skedaddle.”

"Do not break stride." Zariel kept her eyes locked on the front door of her aunt's house, completely tuning out the red recording lights dancing across her vision. She could see the faded blue paint of the shutters, the slight warp in the wooden steps, and the familiar green garden hose coiled neatly beside the porch. Every detail was exactly as she had left it, a stagnant pocket of time that felt entirely incompatible with the multi-billion-dollar theatrical production she was currently starring in. A reporter managed to break past the secondary security line, thrusting a small digital recorder directly toward Zariel’s face. "Miss Thorne, how does it feel to return to Ashbrook as a future b

And, there I find the answers to my questions. Winona Laurier, Asher's mother is a schizophrenic patient. She is in a care home in Vaguel-corser for 13 years. Anthony Carter died 3 years ago from lung cancer. His second wife was Asher's guardian for a year after his death. But after some disputes involving court verdicts, Anthony Carter's cousin, Mason Barlowe took up Asher's guardianship. I couldn't help but leave a sigh after reading the tragic description of Asher's family. Anyway, I quickly close the page and log out from the server as I knew Aaron could come at any instant.

December 20th Leo's point of view: Two hours later my phone received a call from Luciano. Ella was still fast asleep with her head on my chest so I had to carefully lift her off me without waking her. "What took you so fucking long to answer?" he asked once I had moved as far away from my sleeping Luna and baby as possible without actually leaving the room. "Just get to the point," I hissed. "What do you want?" "So Achilles has returned. He was 46 minutes and 22 seconds late but he apparently has the information."

“ And one…two…” Lauren stopped in her tracks and tried to sigh heavily because she is so tired of their routine. She is auditioning for the cheerleading team of her new school. She feels her cheeks blushed when a group of boys clapped at her and whistled complimenting her outfit.

She looked at him, confused. “You design for Ava Sterling,” he added, and without another word, she reached for the fabric scissors. The sharp sound of fabric being cut filled the room. Mr. Thompson smiled slightly as he stepped back, giving her space. Piece by piece, the old design fell away and for the first time in days, Ava's hands moved with certainty. —- It was a slow day for Lauren. She leaned back in her chair, flipping through a case file with a bored expression. Her office was quiet, the soft ticking of the wall clock echoing faintly. A hesitant knock came at the door, “Come in,” Lauren called without looking up.

Next day Lauren wakes up fresh as he was pleased by yesterday night, they both had become very good at pleasuring so he enjoyed it very much, he gets up from the bed to see that both of them have already left for their work, he cleans himself and wears his favorite black long coat and dress and heads towards the Indigo Stadium where all the trainers are gathering. When he arrives there he sees Ash holding the torch and running towards the staircase which leads to the giant torch at the top of the Stadium, he hands it over to a lady who is waiting there as she continues to run towards the top, as she is about to reach the top two people dressed in white interferes and takes the torch away fro

I should've known. "Lainee promises that she'll come visit or you come after this is over," Layton told me, sensing my drop in mood. We stood finally for a pregnant moment before Tate cleared his throat and pulled us aside. "Come on in. There's plenty of room for your warriors. We need to discuss a few things," he stated, his tone powerful and intimidating. It had Aura in a puddle of nerves and I couldn't deny that it didn't affect me either. Allen must've noticed my reaction and scowled. I wanted to roll my eyes and yell at him for having his panties in a twist. Tate's my mate and there's nothing he can do about it.

I reply to him, and I hear him hum. "Asher said that he asked for leave for me. I told him that he didn't have to..." "You need it, babe. You are not fine yet," He cuts me off, and I sigh briefly. "Hmm. How about your mom's health? What about Rhea? I haven't heard from her in a while now," I ask about them. I haven't been able to speak with Rhea since she started working as a police officer. I know how tight their schedule is always, so I understand.

“Yeah, that’s me.” “You are amazing, holy shit, I loved your stuff.” I’m still trying to put together what happened to this woman. One day, she was all over the internet and topping the charts. Now, when I picture those days, I notice it’s been a very long time since she put anything out. “This is a strange request, but can we sit and talk?” I cock my head to the side. “Sorry?” “You’re Ophelia Lane, right?” “Yes, I’m dating Asher Slater.”