Ash And Eiji Novels & Stories

“Welcome to Rohai Corp, Hagakure Sorahiko.” They shake hands— two unwilling players of whatever ridiculous game Miyamura is playing. “As is mine, Mr Yamato”. “Please call me Eiji”. He refuse to be so formal with such a kindred soul. Any person that sees past Miyamura’s glamour is a person worth speaking to. “Only if you call me Sora”. “Sorahiko”. “Yamato”. A smile here, a grin there. And, it's a deal. ⸻ Five minutes after Sorahiko leaves his office, Eiji’s intercom buzzes.

“I could crawl into the mind of anyone I feel like, just as I did you, but I'm limited to yours, though.” “Thank goodness,” She said with a long sigh, “Well,” She continued, “The first time you got into my mind, it was horrifying…I don't want to talk about that else my view of you will change.” My eyes narrowed, “You mean when I came to you in the form of ash?” “Yeah, that one. How did you pull that up?” She asked,d flinging her hands in the air; she winced a little, bringing her arm down slowly. “The injected area still burns.”

The streetlights passed by in a blur of yellow and white, illuminating her features in fleeting flashes—the glint of tears in her eyes, the wrinkle of regret between her brows, the distant ache carved into her expression. She clutched her phone to her ear, her voice barely above a whisper. “I messed up,” she said, her throat tight. “I really messed up.” Her best friend, Naomi, sighed loudly from the other end of the call. “No, June. You did more than mess up. You slapped the man in his own house—after he cooked for you. I mean, who does that?”

He warned, before we left. The Ashborne lands were half a day's run northeast. We shifted at the edge of camp, our wolves tearing through the frost with practiced ease. Mine, silver gray eyes like storm clouds, was silent, focused. Cera's was smaller, faster, but never strayed far. By the time we reached the outer ridge, the sun was rising in the sky and the wind was sharp. The Ashborne estate was barely recognizable. Vines choked the blackened walls, and the stone steps were cracked with age. But the bones of the house remained.

There was a loud crash, which scared everyone there. My ashes scattered everywhere. Jasper still felt angry. He laughed disdainfully and stepped on my ashes, grinding them with the sole of his shoe. The staff members' jaws had dropped in shock. They hadn't even had time to stop him. Jasper kicked my ashes and sent them flying. "Tell Amara that she came up with a very innovative trick this time round, but it's lame. I'm not going to waver at all, no matter whether she's dead or alive!

“Head of Nerezza House. She teaches Vampire Diplomacy and Inter-Species Relations.” She inclined her head slightly. It felt more like a warning than a greeting. Next to her stood a woman with a wild swirl of pastel hair that shimmered with streaks of blue, purple, and pink. It shifted as she blinked, brightening to an almost neon green as her gaze swept over me. “And this,” Calvin continued, “is Professor Ashleigh Dana, Head of Everley House and Professor of Experimental Spellcraft.” “Oh, she’s interesting,” Ashleigh said immediately. Her voice was bright and warm, but there was something chaotic in her eyes. “I like her energy. It’s all sharp edges and tangled threads. That usually means un

My footsteps halted as I looked at Teddy in disbelief. Teddy gripped Elise’s hand, his face full of defiance. Catching my silhouette, Elise got down to Teddy’s eye level and murmured, “Sweetheart, I only work for Mr. Reed. She’s your mother.” “She’s not!” Teddy yelled, “My teacher told me that a mommy is someone who loves Daddy and makes him happy. Elise, Daddy smiles more when he’s with you. I want you to become my mommy!”

Yoonji said and Sashi nodded in agreement. Yoonji informed the rest of her team that Sashi and her is going to stay back until they return and the rest of them left immediately to glam themselves up. Sashi noticed that Yoonji is a social butterfly and can make anyone her friend once she wants too. It was a relief to Sashi to see her well adjusted in the company. Sashi who had her ears pressed to her cell looking dashing in the black suit came towards Yoonji and said, "Yoonji, can you check with Chef Yan Zi? She said she wants to speak with you about some essential ingredients or something" Sashi said Yoonji nodded and said with a salute,

Cadma's point of view - "I love you, what is the big deal about a mate anyway? I bet the Gods and Goddesses put our names are in a Male jar and a Female, which the Gods pull the names out of. I can see a God say Look this name is Jack and that name is Jill. They are perfect together!" I watched Ashina break down in laughter at what I had said. She always thinks I am joking; I am not joking. I know how spunky she is, determined and stubborn. When she is stern her eyebrows knit together and then she is like a volcano boiling over. Akira laughs at my jokes; I mean really my jokes aren't the least bit funny.

Alex asked sideways about Ash opinion, "It's just over the riverbank in front." Ash nodded, "Okay, I haven't seen it in many years." "I heard that it is Yoshino Sakura, it may be similar to what you saw when you were a kid," Alex Smile, unskilled Japanese sounds very loyal. " Let's enjoy the flowers." "Then, I want to drink beer." Alex woke up again, he is trying to clam his breathing and crying. 'Ash please I am sorry, please come back Ash please'