Asago Shi Novels & Stories

Andor – The fireball had knocked Ashina out, and I rushed to carry her to the medical tents, navigating through the tunnels to avoid encountering too many non-mated male warriors. Her mating scent hadn't become strong yet, so I was relatively safe from wolf shifters attempting to claim her as theirs (My Mate).

The nearest chair shattered against the stone wall before I had even registered moving. Splinters flew. My hands were already claws, and my breath came in ragged snarls. Ashina. My Ashina. The Phoenix, who had once burned kingdoms beside me. The wolf whose mark I bore. The woman whose scent still lived on my skin. She had agreed to give him an heir? I hurled the table aside, the polished wood crashing and breaking like a brittle lie. The silver cut across my palms when I struck the mirror, shattering my very reflection. Good. I didn’t want to see myself.

He stands behind me, arms crossed, a shadow refusing to be drawn in. The old rogue begins to speak. “She came in the season between the moons. The one with no name. The one where wolves forgot their howls. She wore no crown. No mate-mark. No Alpha’s scent.” The hum continues beneath her voice, like breath rising from old earth. “She walked alone into the Bone Lands, where no pack claimed the soil. Her hands bled spiral. Her eyes burned red. Her name was ash. Her tether already severed.” A shiver ripples through the pack. No one looks at me.

Oh now you have definitely crossed the line, I will make sure you are charged for assault you hear me , this will be your last day in this school Sooha did not bother to turn back Right now, the only thing that mattered was getting to Pappie’s on time it was now looking like an impossible task

And who was the other half stuck with? “Who’s the other idiot?” she asked, her voice tight, like it might snap. Roman’s mouth quirked, not quite grinning. “That’d be me.” It landed like a fist to her gut. She stared at him—this smooth-talking climber who’d kissed Dorian’s boots while she’d scraped by on cheap noodles and cheaper dreams. Fury flared, hot and ugly, but before she could tell him to choke on it, a black Rolls-Royce purred up the path, sleek as sin. The window rolled down, and there she was—Vivienne Ashford, Dorian’s widow, Sienna’s stepmother, blonde hair piled up like royalty, wrapped in fur despite the wet.

And Ashen gasped. “Grayson,” he whispered, voice trembling, “I see something—” I grabbed him immediately. “Ashen, stay with me.” Hamish stepped closer, eyes wide. “Describe it. What do you see?” Ashen’s voice shook violently. “A silhouette. Not Solven. Not Ateron. Something… whole.” “What does it feel like?” I asked. He shuddered. “Like… it’s mine.” Hamish’s voice dropped. “Ask it its name.”

her father asked. “Something I could use to defend us” Ashina said. She wiped the flood if swear that had already gathered on her forehead. Then her father bent down. He could see a little sling short with small pieces of coal and silver. He wrapped the silver and coal together and put it in. He went outside and shot at one of the people who had been attacking someone from their pack. And Immediately he died.

Asagi said and cleared his throat. You just freaked out like a lady, you liar! "Hey Tokage, is that..." Asagi whispered as we looked at the guy in front of us. I just nodded at him. "Who else could it be?" He nodded. "Hey you!" Asagi shouted at the guy who looked back with I-hear-you-clearly-don't-need-to-shout. "What's your name?" "He doesn't rememb--" I was about to tell him he doesn't remember his name.

She did not want to waste her chance roasting the man who cheated on her best friend. "You mean you're that Ash-" "Yes... He's that Ashton Grey. The one that owned that big fashion company. AG Atelier, remember? The company used to hold a lot of design contests for art students before. Ashley and I used to participate in those contests before and we often told you that, you know... What a turn of events, Ashley ended up marrying the owner of that company," Hana kept roasting the guy harshly.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *