Romans & histoires Wrecked Lauren Asher

“Every time I thought it was safe, a car would linger too long. A man in a suit would ask too many questions. Once, in Albuquerque, I found a note on my windshield. Just a name. Mine. Spelled in block letters.” Asher’s expression shifted, something dark flickering in his eyes. “Jesus…” he muttered. A tear fell from her eyes as she spoke. “Sometimes we lived out of motels for months. I burned through every cent I had, just trying to stay ahead.” His heart broke as he watched her in silence, trying to process the storm of truth that had just landed between them. Laurel had been on the run with a three years old kid. This was beyond messed up. “And all this time…” he began slowly, “you never re

Leila at the back of the car cried her eyes out until she fell asleep. It was very late at night when they got to the pack house, the news that the Luna had been captured traveling through the pack like a breeze of doom, not sparing anyone. Asher could not stand it, he could not stand the pain and look of disappointment in his pack members. He could not stand his own pain, and sleeping in the bedroom they both shared made him feel utterly useless. So as soon as he could, he slipped out of the pack house and into the woods where he ran until he felt like he would pass out of exhaustion. ***

"Try to look on the bright side, Asher. At least we still have a chance at life. Thanks to Regina and her family. Money and jobs can always be earned again, but second chances are not something that comes easily." "You're right," Asher replied quietly. "Before I came home, I filed a statement against the Walden family, filed divorce papers for Leika, and returned all the facilities and assets Samuel Walden gave me, because it turned out they were all a means for him to launder his money." "You'll recover soon, Asher," said Janus. "Now it's just Mom." "What happened to her?" Asher asked, his face grim. "She's in trouble again, isn't she?"

"What's going on man? Is everything okay?' I type into my phone in frustration. I wait a few minutes but the text remains unread. Like the rest. Asher is one of Vaughan's guys who has always been in charge of watching Lauren and monitoring her movements as per ordered by Vaughan himself. She is in one of his safe houses here in New York and isn't allowed to step a foot outside till I'm done with this assignment. Somehow Asher and I became friends, so he always gives me updates about Lauren. We agreed to talk this morning but his number hasn't been reachable and he isn't replying to any of my texts. I'm so worried and the thought of not knowing what's going on is killing me. I tighten my fist

“We didn’t have them ready when he came in so he asked us to drop them off. He didn’t want to wait.” “I understand,” I tell her, taking them from her and giving her a massive tip. “Thank you!” she stammers. “Thank you so much!” “Don’t worry about it,” I tell her as I close the door. I set the bag aside and lean back against the wall. Fuck. I should have known better. Of course it wouldn’t be her. This isn’t a Hollywood movie; this isn’t a romance novel. Layla is gone, as she should be, and I’m not going to see her again.

“I swear to god, Xavier, I will drag your half-dead ass through these woods myself.” He gave a broken chuckle. “That’s... romantic.” “You bleeding all over me is not my idea of romance,” I snapped, trying to keep my voice steady. “But I’ll take what I can get.” Behind us, the forest lit up orange again. Another explosion. More sirens. The sound chased us like ghosts. The documents in Asher’s bag were the only reason we were still breathing—no way they’d risk destroying those. Not yet. “Clear this way!” Quinn shouted from ahead, waving us through a narrow deer trail. He looked like hell—face smudged with ash, knuckles split, one sleeve torn and bloodied—but his eyes were sharp. Focused. Dange

"You and Kirk can finally be together." Caroline smiled at her words. "Oh, by the way, I have some good news for you." Cheryl didn't forget her reason for coming here. "What is it?" Caroline was amused. "Is it about you and Jack?" Cheryl blushed at her words. "Caroline, it's something serious!" "All right, all right. Tell me the good news." "Aurora and Asher's wedding plans have been ruined." Caroline was stunned. "Ruined? How did that happen?"

“You used my mate.” And then she turned to Darius. But he was already walking away. --- A Shattered Bond That night, the Unity Ceremony lay in ruins. No vows completed. No banners raised. And no peace. Darius stood at the edge of the forest, a lone silhouette beneath a bleeding moon. Behind him, Lyra watched from the battlement—her mark glowing like wildfire, her heart cracked wide ope n. The First Alpha had won loyalty. But lost love. And somewhere deep within Ironfang, a second sleeper stirred… finally awakened by the tremor of Lyra’s pain.

“I’m just a bit lightheaded right now. I—I didn’t see anything else. I called out for her, but there was no response. So, I searched the rooms and... and eventually found her in the garage.” Suddenly, the milkshake slipped through my weak fingers. It hit the tiled floor with a loud splat, splashing all over my trousers. “Fuck. I’m so sorry.” I scrambled downward, desperately trying to salvage the mess, but Ramsay stood up and intervened. “Leave it, Hunter. Come on, let’s sit over there.” Nodding anxiously, I gathered my bag, the untouched burger, and the rest of my things. I retreated to the small round table and cushioned chairs in the corner of the office.

"Wilde, I finally understand how blind I was. The person who hurt me most was Asher. "He lied to me. And he was drugging me. "My future is ruined. I regret losing you." After that, Asher became a disgraced actor. His shows were pulled. His movies disappeared. His endorsements vanished. The debt swallowed him whole. The last time I saw him, he was curled up beside a pile of trash. He kept tearing at his hair and scratching his arms until they bled. Later, I received a package from the police station. Inside was the bracelet.