Ash And Dawn Novels & Stories

“No! My baby can't die!! Please, Adam! I’ll give you everything I own!” Adam’s response was a cruel laugh. “You're even dumber than I thought,” he muttered, clenching his fists. “Everything you own already belongs to me!” “Please! Pleaseeee!!” She cried. “It's our baby!” Her struggles turned futile, and the men pushed her out of the ship. A tear echoed as her face collided with the sharp edge of the ship. “Arghhh!” Ashley groaned in pain. The deep cut that ran across her face was gushing out with blood, blurring her vision, and dripping into the water.

"Please, Ryan, don't do this. He's your son! Please, don't take this from me!" But Ryan's mind was filled with anger and betrayal. He opened the urn and began to pour the ashes onto the ground. "No!" Sophia wailed, her cries echoing through the cemetery. She lunged forward, her hands clawing at the ashes as they scattered. The gray powder clung to her hair and skin, mixing with her tears as she wept uncontrollably. She pressed her head to the ground, her body trembling with sorrow. "My baby," she sobbed, her voice barely audible. "I’m so sorry… I’m so sorry…"

“We’ll need to remain outside. Let them unload their victims into the warehouses and keep Durand from entering. Corralling the civilians will keep them out of harm’s way. Bones, you’ll need to shield the warehouses.” “That’ll tie me up from shielding any of you,” Bones warned. “We’ll handle it.” Sunset was twenty minutes away and they had time to settle into their positions. Drone footage had the semi-trucks forty minutes out and still not deviating course. Xander was the one to spot them first, reporting the sighting to the team. “Have incoming. Three semis, four SUVs.”

Tears streamed down my face, dripping into my father's ashes and staining them dark. I did not wipe my face. I did not respond to Stella. I did not look at Hudson, who stood beside her with an undisguised smirk. I reached out with trembling hands, gathering the ashes little by little, trying to put them back into the urn. "I'm sorry, Dad... I'm so sorry... this is my fault..." Hudson had his arm around Stella's waist. He let out a theatrical sigh. "Damon, don't take it too hard. The man is already dead. Besides, this was your own carelessness..."

Moonlight spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows, stretching across the marble floor. I knelt on the balcony, applying a special herbal balm to the skin beneath my ribs—to the scars left by silver weapons thirteen years ago. They still ached. The scars always ached under the full moon, a cruel reminder of a past I fought to forget. "You're still using that balm." I didn't turn around. Kaelen's footsteps were loud on the cold marble. "I thought you'd forgotten that pain," he said. The anger was gone from his voice, replaced by something I couldn't quite place.

he whispered, his voice hoarse, barely audible over the sound of his own ragged breathing. Asha didn't respond. Tears streamed silently down her face, her eyes distant as she remained paralyzed by the shock of what had just happened. She seemed frozen, struggling to process the violence that had unfolded in front of her. Raghav's eyes scanned her face for any sign of injury, his heart still racing in fear. Then he noticed it-a thin streak of blood on her neck, barely visible against her skin. His fingers gently lifted her chin, and now he saw it clearly. A shallow cut where the thug's knife had grazed her, a thin line of blood slowly trickling down.

It was so sad that they haven't enjoy their childish life. Samuel closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and finding a small glimmer of hope amidst the darkness. Outside, the sun began to set, casting a warm, golden glow over the city. The world continued to turn, and life moved forward, even in the face of adversity. Jeff's phone rang with a familiar tune, and he quickly answered. "Hey, drake. What's the status?" Drake's voice came through, brimming with excitement. "We're arriving in Chicago soon. The deal is done, my friend. Get ready for some serious cash."

I couldn't take it anymore, and I slapped Rosa on the face. Since I had to do a lot of work by myself in the mountains, I had gotten a lot stronger. So, her face was swollen in no time. When she saw Yoel from the corner of her eyes, she took the opportunity to fall to the ground. Her white dress was tainted by the mud immediately. Yoel had just returned from collecting water from the river. When he saw what happened, he anxiously threw the bucket to the side.

I don't know what I've done to deserve to stand here right now. Xavier grabs my hand, pulling me behind him, as he begins to walk through the forest. We come across a clearing, and a moment later, I find myself walking out onto a secluded white sand beach. The water is a clear aqua colour, and in the distance I can see the mountains. This must've been the view that I saw from my window. Little did I know that there was a private beach nearby. Instinctively I take my shoes off, running my feet through the sand. It feels warm and soft beneath my feet. Carrying my shoes, I walk towards the water, stepping in up to my calves. The water is warm, though still cool. It's nice and relaxing on such a

“You know, the art exhibition company?” Anna’s bleach blonde eyebrows knit together as she stared at Juliet who leaned back, a meager smile on her face. “Please let her buy that that is the only way she knows me!” she prayed. On the brink of saying something else, Anna opened her mouth, but before she could question if that was why she recognized the woman, Drew blurted, “Oh, my God! Yes! With uh what’s her name… Fae Ward! Oh, wow! It’s so nice to meet you.”