Ash And Dawn Novels & Stories

My chest burned. Milo. My baby. My joy. My shadow. Gone. I closed my eyes. And wished the sea had taken me, too. But it didn’t. And that meant something. It meant I was still here. Which meant Ethan and Sienna hadn’t finished the job. Which meant I still had something they didn’t expect me to have. Time. And vengeance. Because ashes don’t bleed. But they remember how to burn.

LILA’S POV The Chicago skyline glittered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the downtown club, but the Blizzard’s charity gala felt like a cage. My heels clicked on the polished marble, each step heavier than the last, as I scanned the crowd for Zane Callahan. The air pulsed with laughter, clinking glasses, and the low thrum of a live band, but my pulse drowned it all out. I didn’t want to be here. But Meredith’s ultimatum of getting Zane ‘s answers or kissing my job goodbye had forced me into this glitzy hell, and the weight of my forced engagement to Ethan Callahan crushed me further.

"To rising from the ashes." Natalie clinked her glass gently. "To whatever comes next." And beneath the velvet sky, with the city once again at her feet, Natalie Evans finally felt the fire inside her burn not with rage, but with purpose.

Clad in a plain black shirt as he walks through the door way. I walk to the dj set, and ask him to turn it doesn't. He does as I grab the mic and tap on it before speaking into it, catching everyone attention. “Hello~ lovely ladies and gentlemen” I catch a glimpse of Zion moving along with the crowd. “I know you are enjoying but do you know what's this bash for?” I ask, eyeing Zion who finally makes it in the front. “Tonight's Bash is for my amazing brother Zion” I drag the word ‘amazing’ in a slow silly way before adding,

Baka dinideliryo na nga yata. Dinampot ko ang phone ni Theros sa bed-side table at suwerteng walang password ito. Hinanap ko agad sa contacts ang pangalan ni Raven at tinawagan iyon. "Theros, mabuti naisipan mong magparamdam— "Raven, si Dawn 'to." Saglit na natahimik ang kabilang linya kaya inakala kong naputol ang tawag. "Dawn. Why are you using Theros' phone?"

In mid-air the bones hung---and then quick as a blink, they exploded into a fine dust. Ancient eyes were opening and a powerful old energy stirred beneath the cold ground. *** Monday Morning: Free Period Ash was busy going through the stacks at the Academy Library. Her fever lasted four days and she had needed the weekend to recover. Ash had only missed a couple of days of school, but she was eager to go back to class. She had been cooped up inside her dorm room for the last few days, falling in and out of sleep, and dreaming strange dreams about a prince in the forest who was also a blond-haired pizza delivery guy.

A thin beam of dawn light slid through a gap in the shack’s roof, painting a pale stripe across the dusty floor. Outside, the creek murmured softly over stones, a sound so ordinary it felt strange after the Hollow’s constant hum. Birds were singing somewhere in the pines. The real world had returned, but the smell of ash still clung to their clothes.

Once he was done, Asher sighed deeply, feeling an excitement boil in his chest, as he couldn't wait to welcome his son home. Asher's eyes looked out the nursery's window. The sun had begun setting in the west, and in the east, the full, grey moon began rising above the clouds. Standing at the second story of his mansion, Asher could see over the pine trees of the forest that bordered the east end of his pack grounds. He approached the window and looked out onto the world before him. Birds could be heard singing their last tunes for the day. Asher looked down on the village area below him. The children were being called in by their mothers as the evening began settling its dark shade in the s

Crystal gaze distant, focused somewhere far beyond what anyone else could see. The tension snapped with Kaine’s voice. “Alright, no. No.” His hands clenched. "I’m done standing here like an idiot. Someone’s explaining what the hell is going on.” No response. Kaine’s gaze snapped to Ashar. “You. You know something. I can see it written all over you.” His tone dropped, not hostile, but heavy. “What. Is. Happening.” Ashar didn’t flinch. Didn’t blink. For a long breath, he stayed silent. Then, voice low, carved from something older than words, he finally answered. “It’s not simple.” Kaine’s hands spread, sharp. “Didn’t think it would be. Don’t care. Say it anyway.” Ashar’s crystalline eyes shift

**** DARIUS LARK’S POV The Almighty Asher Nightshade, the pictures on the billboards, magazines and internet don’t do justice to how intimidatingly confident he is… I thought to myself as I received his handshake… firm grip he has! “Good afternoon Mr. Asher” I say “You have built yourself a lovely company” I added looking around “Thank you Mr Lark” Asher says as he gestures for me to have a seat. “How was your flight” he asks “Splendid” I answered with a tiny smirk “Welcome to Raven’s Peak, what can I offer you? Champagne, Cuban cigar? What do you care for?” Asher ask “A glass of water would do. Ahem!” I answered clearing my throat