Wrecked Lauren Asher Novels & Stories

"Can you tell me what you remember?... I mean your last memory..." Ash asked. "I got into fight with my father and brother... And I was driving, I was going to meet Xavier then something happened and my car crashed... Last thing I remember is uncle William dragging me out of the car..." She replied. "Okay... No problem... Your Xavier will be here soon..." He assured with friendly smile and walked out while she was waiting for him impatiently. Ash walked out and saw broken Xavier. "I lost her again... She doesn't remember anything... Not even Skyler..."

They went to the burial site in Beth's van. Axel drove with Beth in the passenger seat and Lia, Lauren and Mike at the back. The journey was spent in relative silence, as they were all dreading the tears and howls they knew would happen at the funeral. Lauren was left in silence to think about everything that had happened in the past few weeks. She seemed to have grown several decades older since she'd first heard about the captured werewolf in the woods from Eric. So many things had happened since then, good and bad.

The wind scattered the ashes, and the rain soaked them, washing them away little by little amidst the flowing water. Sheila fell out of her wheelchair and hit the ground. Ignoring the pain, she crawled toward the drain, desperately trying to gather the ashes with her hands. It was hopeless. "My baby… My baby..." She could only watch as her child's ashes slowly disappeared. There was nothing she could do. It felt as though someone had torn her heart apart. She knelt in the mud, sobbing as she reached deep into the drain again and again. Her hands quickly became caked with filth, but she kept searching.

I raised my eyebrows, gesturing for him to go on after his long pause, "Zane and Raul... Raul was picking Zane up from the airport... they crashed and both died from the impact." Then, pure silence. I- holy shit- freedom. Those mother fuckers can kiss my ass from the pits of hell where I'll probably be meeting them but that's besides the point! He began giving me a concerned look, one that made me feel as if I were crazy. I then realized that I was smirking because of my thoughts about the pain they must've suffered. Waterworks, dumbass! I made sure to let out a tear or two and to drop the smirk which caused him to calm down a bit but a sympathetic look was still playing around on his face.

He yelled. “I have no idea. She just left without saying much words.” Arabella lied. Asher stumbled backwards as if he had lost his balance and he broke down in tears. Adam ran towards him to pull him up. The expression on everyone's face was grim with each person having his or her own thoughts. The wedding would be called off no doubt since the bride was nowhere to be found. Releasing himself from Adam's grip, he ran into his room and picked up his phone to dial her number. It was switched off. Asher screamed out in pain. His hands grabbed his chest, he could feel it constricting and slowly he was losing his breathe.

she answered the phone quickly. After Abel's visit after their shoot, Asher went out with the director. So she was hoping to find out about Asher. "Ms. White, Mr. Morrison's car..... into an accident... We tried to save...but we couldn't save...I am sorry. We... Egmore hospitals. Come quickly.... collect.. body" she couldn't hear what Abel was saying properly as his voice kept cutting in the middle every two seconds. But what she understood was that, Asher got into an accident and something bad happened to him.

She muttered, almost inaudible, "Ruined… I’m totally ruined." Maya’s voice broke as she continued, "During my marriage with Lance, there’s a little misunderstanding between us because we are too foolishly to…you know, demand for answers and reasons but it was just a small crack…..a small crack that later widened when… when Ashley suddenly came back four years later." She swallowed, visibly fighting her emotions. "She returned and wanted to reclaim him… and I wasn't even aware of any of it. I was just a naive young girl back then.”

Asher remained mute as the Luna's body was lowered into the ground, and one by one the pack members laid flowers on the black mound, some spilling tears, others leaving notes, and stuffed animals for the unborn cub. After the funeral, Asher returned to the mansion, and aimed to head to his room, but then he stopped at the door which led to the nursery. Asher opened the door. He entered the room coolly, his eyes cold and shut off from the world around him. He closed the door with his foot. Asher didn't realize it when his fist met the nearby wall. He was cold and unfeeling as he ripped apart the plush toys and destroyed picture frames. Asher raged, screaming, growling and yelling, while he de

And Eiran was drawn to her in ways Carlos hadn’t foreseen. ⸻ Back at Kael’s Mansion Ashara woke up groggy, a dull ache still pulsing behind her temples. She blinked against the soft glow of her bedroom lamp and realized she was back in her room. Her father was nowhere in sight. Her last memory was the accident—the deer, the swerve, the blinding white. She sat up slowly, clutching the edge of her blanket. “What… happened?” Before she could gather her thoughts, the door opened. Zev stepped in, his smile flooding the room with warmth. Behind him followed his parents.

I stared at the map of Rotterdam on the board. The broken wife. I reached up, touching the faint, paper-thin scar near my collarbone, the only physical reminder of the night the yacht blew up. Lucian thought I was dead. He thought he was grieving a tragic accident, carrying the heavy, pious weight of his guilt through the marble halls of our New York home while Chloe settled into my shoes. He had no idea that every dollar he poured into his grief was being tracked, mapped, and turned into a weapon against him.