Ash And Dawn Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“The kinds that these hot shawties wear, the kind that goes way up your knees that leaves those thirsty niggas wanting.” “Yeah.” I swept the tendrils of my hair to the back of my ear. My cheeks turned red. “Is that you being embarrassed I see?” She playful squinted her eyes like she wasn't so close enough to see my flushed face. “I'm not comfortable with the length but I like the way it's tight on my ass.” “Yeah, now that's the spirit. You're gonna get up, shower, and rock this dress to prom and when you get there, you burn that mother fucking place down to the ground.”

—DAWNSPIRE CASTLE, SUNSTONE PEAKS, AETHERIA— It was evening by the time Dante returned to Dawnspire Castle. The towers gleamed in the moonlight as he materialized in the central courtyard, his mind still reeling from the Oracles' cryptic warnings. A cool breeze carried the scent of night-blooming flowers, but he barely noticed, lost in troubled thoughts. "You're back."

"So just die peacefully. Once you've turned to ash, I'll be Damien's one and only love." Then, I removed the SIM card from my phone and severed all contact through our blood vow. In the last twenty hours before I turned to ash, I had finally accomplished one remarkable thing. Now, I just wanted to walk the final stretch of my path in peace. The sky had completely darkened, and the neon lights outside the motel flickered with a harsh glare. I dragged my weak body out of the room and headed toward the old antique district on the edge of the city. It was the only place in this world that might still accept me.

My hand, unsteady, went to the top drawer – the familiar, almost special place for my journal. With a breath that caught in my throat, I pulled it open. The last entry. The ink, faded but clear, stared back at me: Year Thirty-Four of King Zylair's reign, Spring Solstice, Day 12. A dread seeped into my bones, chilling me deeply. In exactly one year, the world will be ashes. How? How is this possible? The thought slammed into me with the force of a physical blow. That… that ending was too real, too absolute, to be just a nightmare.

“Oh, right, sorry. Grace, this is Daniel. Daniel, this is my precious, dramatic, beautiful, shelly, and amazing best friend, Grace.” I blinked at her. “I'm not even going to ask. It's nice to meet you, Daniel.” Daniel smiled at me. “Pleasure to meet you, Grace.” Now that I realised that Daniel was here, I also realised that they were most likely going home together. Which meant that I didn't want to inconvenience him. “Well, this is where I take off and grab a cab.” I stopped walking and said to them. “I can drop you off,” he offered casually, unlocking his car which actually stood just a few feet away from us. “It’s late.”

At this point, it's the only option. Asher exhales in relief, withdrawing his hand from my neck. I lean forward on the tips of my toes to kiss his cheek. It's a simple gesture of trust. It's my way of showing him that he does have a chance. Hopefully at the end of this all, I'll have a chance too. *** It wasn't easy seeing Aspen's face when he first saw Asher. Nor way it easy finding out that Coen and Dawn work for Sinful. That this entire time, they could keep us here, giving Asher time to get to us.

Rafael felt sad and really worthless because he was not able to do anything for his alpha and it was killing him from inside. In the ended just left the house and went outside. ~~ The next morning when Ashely woke up she felt slightly better. As she turned around her bed she jumped up when she saw Dawn sitting on the edge of her bed with a smile on her face. "Jesus, you scared my Dawn." Ashley said as she kept her hand over her chest and took deep breathes. Dawn laughed and said, "glad to know that I was able to scare a true blood, anyway... here." she said as she handed over a small bottle to Ashley.

Dawn's POV I woke up with the feeling of someone's hands against my scalp. It was so soothing that I snuggled deeper into the warmth that encompassed me. I opened my eyes and the vision of Asher's strong abs came to view. I smiled remembering what hours ago had been like. He reached for me one more time before we finally fell asleep. 'Tell me you didn't drop that towel on purpose Dawn?' Asher said and I bit down on my lips pretending I was still sleeping.

I chuckle groggily, folding my arms as I softy shake my head. “Fine. I was still awake last night when the rain finally stopped. And when it did, I just couldn’t sleep; so, I went out for a run and decided to go on a little impromptu exploration around the campsite,” Ash shrugs casually while kneeling to face me, still teasingly holding what’s in his hand out of my sight, “-I thought it would be nice to do without getting soaked for a change. I ended up stumbling into this meadow, and let’s just say we’ll be eating pretty darn good for the next two days. Well, I hope it lasts that long, at least. I guess you can never really tell with this greedy lot, I suppose,” he makes a light-hearted jok

SERAPHINA’S POV ‘Wire and Ash’ The blinding spotlight sliced through the ocean mist, turning the pitch-black deck into a stark, blinding stage. The high caliber line slammed into the glass railing above my head with a deafening CRACK, showering my hair and shoulders with heavy shards of reinforced glass. I ducked, pressing my back against the vibrating hull, my heart slamming against my ribs like a trapped bird. Heavy boots pounded across the upper deck. Shouted orders, sharp and panicked, cut through the roar of the dark waves.