Novels by Ashley Snyder

"Okay, well now that you've sung all the popular Go's Go's songs, how about like White Snake?" Gabriel asked trying to push out an attitude, but was too weak to do it."I only sang 'we got the beat.'" Elizabeth replied confused and he nodded."Yeah. Their only popular song. White Snake, please.""Uh, yeah which song?""Here I go again." Gabriel said and Elizabeth snickered. "What?""Nothing. It's nothing.""No. What? It's a great song.""Yeah I know it is. I didn't say it wasn't. For whatever reason I expected you to say slow n' easy." Elizabeth replied with a big smile spread across her soft pink lips."Seriously? Are you gonna let me go with the whole sex dreams thing? I was poisoned. That was poison. And it started to not be so great near the end okay? The first like thirty rounds was great and then it got to be...not so great. So if it helps I don't want to have sex with you any time soon. Don't know which Elizabeth I'll get.""No. We're not gonna let you live the se

Finally after a few hours all of them had gone completely silent, but they still slept. Ivanka eventually fell asleep too, right beside her brother. "That entire situation was weird." Elizabeth said shaking her head, Kohl nodded his head."Yes. Yes it was. I never, ever want to hear sex noises ever again." "Yeah? No sex moans and groans huh? Not even your little love, Camilla?" Elizabeth found herself to be humerous, Kohl however did not."No. Don't talk about her and I like that." Their eyes met and his were black."Calm down, Kohl. You're gonna hurt yourself. Face it you and her, at some point, will have sex. It's basic nature. The fact you see her as this sweet innocent girl is cute and charming and all, but she isn't a little girl, she's a woman. An adult woman. She will have those needs and she will find a way to satisfy them. So be prepared." "I am calm. And I am aware she is a woman, that will need that all taken care of at some point. I just don't want to talk about it

"Okay, so we'll combine most of the bedding and tie them on there and drag. There's too many for carrying." Elizabeth decided, Kohl didn't argue with her and just did it. They irritatingly began dragging the loud, moaning group. The walk was annoying, frustrating and to such a degree both of them were silently considering leaving all of them behind. They were walking for hours and hours without conversation. It seemed as if the conversations were always in a constant state of interruption. For two people who had horrible tempers, they were able to stay calm. To their own surprise. "Are we gonna hit a river or lake soon? That won't make this worse?" Elizabeth asked looking to Ivanka. "I believe so. We'll walk by a siren's lake. So becareful, sirens and mermaids are nasty little things. Kohl, my dear, you must stay far from that river. You and I can stay with all them and she can fetch it. These are female sirens, she will be immune." "Alright." Kohl said grinding his teeth

About half way through the night nearly everyone began to moan and groan. Almost like they were making sex noises. Elizabeth walked from person to person confused. Other than Kohl everyone was groaning. She wasn't sure what to do, when she tried to waking them no one would wake up, other than of course, Kohl. Even the little fairy Freya was moaning. Kohl stood up looking at Elizabeth with confusion. "What in the fuck is going on with them?" He asked more in general than to Elizabeth."I don't know...They sound almost like...they're." She paused a moment."Having sex." Both of them said in unison.*****Peter"Hey." Jen's soft voice said, when Peter turned around he saw a beautiful sandy shore pressed up against trees and a beautiful lake. A blanket lay out just behind Jen and wine glasses full of what seemed to be warm blood."Oh my God, Jen." His voice cracked as he ran to her, scooping her up into his arms and squeezing her. Tears slid down his face while pressing it into m

"You girl, you'll go first." A random centaur said to Elizabeth. "You have ten minutes, the healer will escort you to the gate. Say goodbye to your friends. It'll be the last time you see them." He began to walk away laughing."Here, drink as much of this as you can right now." Christian said hurrying up to her with a canteen of water moments after the guard walked away. "Drink it, hurry because we have to go." Elizabeth took the canteen and began to chug it."I love you all." Elizabeth said after drinking most of the water, she handed the canteen and what water was left to Christian and began to go with him down the hall to the gate. "You're going to be fine okay? We have a plan. It will succeed and we're all going to get out of here." Christian seemed to be trying to reassure himself more than her. He gave her a hug before he had to leave. "I'm going to wait for Johnathan and Borislav in the main hall, they're supposed to be helping me do this.""Any tips when fighting these

It was early morning when Elizabeth and Kohl were woke up by buckets of ice water being thrown all over them. Both of them gasped in shock from the cold. "Wake up humans. It's time to get ready for the battle. You must eat and drink now and relieve yourselves. We will be commencing the battle shortly." A centaur they hadn't seen before said tossing them bags filled with fruit. What the fruit was exactly was a mystery.The centaurs grabbed and chained the wrists of Borislav, Nora, Gabriel, Peter, Freya and Johnathan and led them out."What are you doing with them?!" Elizabeth screamed at them, but they all ignored her. Shortly thereafter Christain arrived to lead them to the armory to get their swords and prepare themselves. "I am trying to figure it all out. I was awake all night trying to figure it out. I'll keep trying, but you need to not die.""Yeah that's an idea." Elizabeth said shaking her head as she grabbed a sword and shield, "uh, this shit is so heavy now. No wond

*THEO*Theo had traveled through shadows for so long that the storm beyond the mountain’s long shadow seemed almost a familiar rattle in his bones. But inside the house—now a monument of long silence broken—the atmosphere was different. There was a steady pulse beneath the long bones of the earth, a sense that the long night was finally over.He moved through the battered hallways, lighter than he’d been in weeks. The long shadows finally retreating behind dawn’s gentle promise, and there—near the fractured hearth—Amaya’s quiet presence held a new weight. Their relation had deepened in these shadowed months; her strength, her silence, her love had become a steady anchor for him. Their bond—simmering, unspoken—had finally been tested and found true in the long silence, and now, both understood that love’s quiet resilience had outlasted shadows.They stood together, watching the lon

Two weeks had passed since the dawn when the shadows finally broke into light. The storm had retreated beyond the mountains, leaving the land battered but breathing again. The house—battered, fractured by long shadows—had become a place of fragile recovery. And Blaire… Blaire had returned.She was no longer a whisper in the shadows. No longer a ghost lingering at the long dark’s edge. She was whole—solid, steady, as if the long silence had been a long, deep breath that finally escaped into the dawn. Her form radiated calm amid the battered walls. Her green eyes, deep and luminous, held a quiet strength that was no longer longing but rooted in something divine.Jason had soared into thriving—a creature of pure, unfiltered joy. The boy—her vessel—had responded to the long silence by responding to love. His tiny limbs moved with agility now, learning to walk, to explore a world no longer shadowed by long-dead echoes. His fa

*SEBASTIAN*The rain was relentless as Sebastian drove through the battered landscape, the storm pressing heavy against the battered walls and shattered plains. Wind howled like a mournful beast, twisting the landscape into ghost shapes that danced in the long shadows of the storm. Thunder rumbled in the d

*CHARLES*He stared at the letter, reading the words again and again, feeling the tremor in his hand. The letter told of her days observing Blaire’s son—how he moved, how he responded—and her conviction that the boy, Jason, was responding not just to shadows or long-forgotten echoes but to Blaire’s spirit, calling from the long shadows of the mountain. Her words burned in his mind: “The boy may be the key.”He ran trembling fingers through his long, dark hair and looked at the storm outside, then back at the letter. The storm’s fury was a reflection of his own chaos—hope and despair, conviction and dread, warring inside him. The long silence Blaire’s spirit had left behind was no longer silent. It echoed in the bloodline, in the vessel that responded with wild joy and unsteady purpose.Could he trust it? Did he dare? The stakes were everything—his grandson, their future, and Bl

*XAVIA*The house lay in a tangled, heavy silence—an unspoken pause that stretched long into the evening, fractured only by the faint patter of tiny feet echoing softly down the hallways, like a fragile heartbeat that refused to stop. Outside, the storm tore across the battered landscape, wind twisting and howling like an animal wounded and unruly, fierce and restless. Clouds swirling overhead, heavy with rain and fury—yet inside, the house felt still, as if even the shadows dared not intrude.Xavia watched from her shadowed corner, her eyes sharp, long trained in darkness, now flickering with a strange, fierce clarity. Every night—every moment—the long years of discipline and silence stirred again with a quiet resolve. Her instincts—long sharpened and buried deep in her bloodline—flickered to dangerous life. Her eyes fixated on the small figure wandering the long, fractured halls.Blaire’s son, now bare

*XAVIA*The days had fallen into a strange, suspended rhythm—an unspoken time measured in the slow unfolding of the boy’s strange behavior. Outside, the wind twisted through the battered landscape, howling like a distant, restless beast. Inside, the house was an uneasy vessel of calm—an e

MALACHI'S POVRiver seemed off as we spent the last night before the battle not too far from Victor's home. It didn't seem like it was nerves regarding the war, I couldn't quite place it, but she wasn't talking and I knew she wouldn't. I also knew she could tell I could tell something was off. "Goodnight. I love you. Everything will be okay." I curled up around her to comfort her the best way I could. I didn't fall asleep until she had.RIVER'S POV"Hello." A woman, who looked similar to me said in a long flowy black dress, as she strolled towards me. I was sitting on an old dead toppled tree. "Who are you?" I wasn't scared or even nervous with her. I was totally relaxed in fact."I'm the last hybrid in our family line, before you of course. I've been watching you for awhile now. I'm just on the otherside of the vale. I know that dream you had a few nights ago, it was false foretellings to throw you off this fight. The three witches that work for Victor did it. Your babies are going

MALACHI'S POVAfter the threats River's parents made I was too angry to keep letting this fight build organically. I'd learned over my life, and the stories of my ancestors rushing into a battle doesn't tend to work out well. The exception is when they attack first, or someone from the pack needs to be rescued. But things are different now, we're hybrids and this is for the entire future of lycans and actually according to Victor, humankind. I began to train River how to fight properly. She was powerful, so strong, at first I went easy on her. I think it was purely because of my love for her, the need to protect her, but then I realized going easy on her wasn't going to do her any favors. So, I went all in and she quickly got it down kicking my ass. I got the other hybrids to fight her at the same time as well, increasing the number going at her at a time since vampires tended to swarm. As the original hybrid her speed, grace and strength was far superior to all of ours. It took no

RIVER'S POVI woke up beside Malachi for the first time in nearly two months. It felt great. Especially when he woke up and rolled over on top of me to kiss me. Of course, it always leads to sex. Great sex. And this time was no exception. As the inevitable war grew closer and closer, I enjoyed the mornings before reality and it's shit show came crashing back at us. The time when it's just Malachi and I, making out, making love. Just being together with nothing else around us mattering. That fantasy has to end though, and it sucks when it does. "I'm going to go for a run." I said to Malachi as I put on exercise clothes, he nodded. "Please don't go too far. I know you can handle yourself just fine, but I know Victor will be lurking about or have some nasty little parasites watching you." He walked over and kissed my forehead and I nodded.I went joking through the wooded area a little ways from the castle grounds, and I could feel eyes on me as I ran, so I stopped and turned ar

VICTOR'S POVI lost River, and her birthday has well since passed so I lost out of that as well. But as fortune would have it, I have a few witches in my arsenal. A few very old and powerful witches. Witches were nearly as rare and unknown as the hybrids, both lycans and vampires had slaughtered them to near extinction thousands of years ago. These particular two witches are hundreds of years old and to my advantage had their loved ones killed by wolves not vampires, they have no love for lycans. Hidden away from everyone's knowledge the witches help cast spells on the vampires I turn so they can control thier blood lust and impulses. They need to be focused solely on war and new vampires can't stop thinking about blood. The witches were also nearly finished with the spells and tools I'll need to trap River and weaken her. I may not have been her first but she can still have offspring with anyone. I'll still be able to get my hybrid army out of her. "I was quite surprised that Malac

MALACHI'S POVI woke up the morning following the big annoucement dinner. River wasn't there beside me so I assumed she was probably downstairs cooking. She seemed to like to cook for a lot of people and since every one of my guys had agreed to be turned, and thier mates were supposed to arrive today she had a lot to cook.When I got downstairs I saw Morgan, Brice and Lilly all helping her. It was a funny sight. I wanted to walk over and give her a kiss but with how busy she was I knew it wouldn't be a good idea. She'd kiss me when she had a moment. My men greeted me and the entire house was filled with the chatter of what it would be like as a hybrid. "Alright alright everyone!" River hollared over everyone they got very quiet as they shoveled food into their mouths like uncivilized beasts. "So, the way it works, this is proven as you can see with Malachi and Morgan and the others...You must feed off of me, I will feed off of you and then we will snap your necks killing you. It has b

RIVER'S POVI was so exhausted turning people. Nora had been first, followed by Brice and then my brothers. Malachi demanded that everyone give me a break. I understood his reasoning, it was kicking my ass turning them. Being drained of blood faster than my body can replenish. Morgan was anxious about Lilly not being a hybrid yet, he tried to hide it, but we could feel it coming off of him. I felt bad about it, that he was struggling with the terror of her dying before she could be turned and then he would spend eternity without her. Despite how I was feeling, so exhausted and drained I pulled Lilly aside and turned her. Much to Morgan and Malachi's dismay. But that did it, I was tired. I need food, fluids and sleep. The draining had a lot to do with the lycan side of me, the side that still needed real food for energy. There that was it, everyone was now done and I could finally relax. I knew at some point we would turn some of Malachi's most loyal werewolves into hybrids as well, n