Ash And Eiji Novels & Stories

I look over to see Ryker, or what's left of him tossed to the ground. I run over in their direction, screaming orders out like a maniac. I pick up Ryker, and begin to carry him back to the car. Jonas flanks me, and helps Ethan, bringing him back to the cars. Just as we get to the shelter of the cars, a massive explosion erupts from underground. Sending a cloud of dust and rocks flying into the air. I turn to look at Ethan. "Where is she?" I ask, getting directly to the point. However Ethan doesn't say anything, rather his eyes shift behind me. I look back around, understanding what he can't seem to bring himself to say.

“I kind of feel like sushi, but I am sure you guys would prefer something fattier” “Na, Sushi sounds good” Ryan pulled out his phone and started to place our order “What do you want Reece?” “I can not expect Jack to pay for my dinner” He chuckled. “As if, the man is loaded” I laughed “Let him feed you” “Ok get me some salmon sushi” “On it” Ryan chuckled. Just as my phone started to ring again. “You are popular” Charlotte chuckled. “Yeah, its bloody Jack again” I grumbled as I walked back over to my computer as I knew he would need me to look something up. “Yep” I asked as I answered my phone.

"Please don't do it... Please, listen!" She grabbed his hands and he smirked. "I'll do anything you say... Anything you want but don't do it... Please, don't!" Egon pulled out the lighter from his pocket and she shook her head furiously. "Egon, please... Don't!..." She fell on her knees in front of him but he didn't show any mercy. He tossed the lighter in the direction of the house, and it fired up. Emerald screamed at the top of her lungs when her house turned into ashes.

Asher “Elaine.” Asher called. The two of them were having lunch together in the dining room after playing two more round of Jenga, Elaine beating Asher in each game. “What is it?” Elaine mused, having a good mood when she managed to defeat Asher. She knew how skillful a person called Asher E. Ildian is, paticularly his achievements in school. Yet she had never imagined to be able to talk to him. Perhaps it’s luck, or it’s just simply conicidence.

They don’t rush me. That’s the first thing that tells me this isn’t over—it’s only changing shape. People stand frozen in the street, breath fogging the air, eyes wide with the kind of shock that comes from seeing themselves reflected too clearly. The mirror holds. Not violently. Not punitively. Just long enough to make denial impossible. Elias recovers first. Of course he does. Men like him always do. “Everyone,” he says calmly, raising his hands, palms out. “Let’s take a step back. This isn’t what we intended.”

“You weren’t authorized.” The man grins. “I never am.” I recognize him before he speaks again. Not by face—by weight. By the way the city pulls away from him like it doesn’t want to be noticed. “Name’s Ash,” he says. “Protagonist, depending who you ask.” Jonas’s voice goes flat. “You’re supposed to be off-grid.” “Yeah,” Ash replies. “So are ghosts.” He looks at me then. Really looks. No reverence. No calculation. Just recognition.

"Enjoy your stay, Miss Lily." "Yes, thank you," the lady replied, smiling under her hat. The bustles of a busy road scratched at her ear when she finally left the subway. She passed by an alleyway, and a familiar ugly sound replaced the assaults of the street chatters and car engines. The world suddenly closed in on her as she slowly glanced at the direction of the sound of flesh hitting another flesh. "Yeah! Get him!" Three young men surrounded two others: Their faces were swelling in red and blue as they breathed in a ragged rhythm. Both wore angry faces, and it seemed as though they'd been long time enemies.

she said, gesturing for my brothers to sit. Darius quickly put down the stack of glasses he was carrying and grabbed a seat right after Elijah took his. “So?” we asked in unison, all eager to see our girl. “I present to you, Riko Shiraishi.” mom smiled, stepping out of the way. My jaw dropped. If this were a cartoon, my jaw would have hit the floor, and my eyes would be bugging out of their sockets.

Uche's frown deepened and he pushed the air resistance, bringing his sword down on Ejima. Ejima didn't wait, with one swift motion, she drew out her dagger from her belt and buried them in Uche's chest.