Ahs Coven Myrtle Novels & Stories

Imeela said, breaking me out of my thoughts. I took a steadying breath and nodded. Duke Aaron Ashton and Duchess Cleopatra Ashton of the Dylarn coven were our first dignitaries. Their coven was located in New York City. “As I’ll ever be. As long as I have you by my side then I can face anything, love.” I wrapped an arm around her waist and kissed her temple. We did not know what to expect from them. That was why Santiago and Valeria would be standing in as guards. Then we needed two Cabinet members. That was where Crenshaw and Amelia came in. They were two of our combat specialists.

Beneath the image was a name written in a script that looked ceremonial even in its modern font. The Ashkara Circle. "An ancient witchcraft coven," Maya muttered, "predating the first recorded unions between witches, wolves and hybrids." I looked at her. "You researched it?" She nodded. I turned back to the system and squinted my eyes as I read the description slowly. "They seem to be an order," I murmured. Maya nodded. "An old order, older than most books I could find." She bent and picked a book resting on the arm of the chair. Then she flipped it open. "Only this book identified them."

Rancid stepped out of the cabin and looked towards the westbound sun. It was two days later and Anne never came back. The bodies of the dead men were gathered up in a pile out in a distant field and eaten by coyotes and buzzards. The vampires were hungry, only Cara and Ashley had food from the cabin they could eat and it was gone. It was late afternoon and the group decided to head into the town they had seen from the mine entrance on the hill.