Ash And Misty Novels & Stories

She shifted to face the small window, viewing the moon which was coincidentally on the right angle of the small space, although misted by the passing clouds. Part of her wanted to shout, make a mess, claw at herself, yet her joints had long gone weak. For what reasons? Was it the tiredness? She didn't know. But for sure, what was left of her spent strength left her spirit. None of them hadn't seen their Alpha's injuries during the war, but they had always trusted him. So much that they believed he was a David against a Goliath, even if they ironically never gave the mortal Bible an inch of the value they give their moon goddess.

Ishu replied and was admiring her brother and Mishty. "Cone here" Sid called Mishty but she turned to go again. She doesn't want to stay there any longer. He pulled her duppta as she stood there behind him again. She looked at him. "Do you like rain this much?" Misty couldnt help but ask. "No. Definitely not" he replied making her surprised with his reply. "But the one I love the most, like this rain a lot. I like being drenched in rain with her." He replied and instant annoyance filled her heart. Who is he talking about?

Hope The sound of people banging and clattering about has my eyes snapping open amd my heart rate jumping in alarm. For a second i dont know where i am or whats happening and then everything from the past week coming crashing into me like a stones being throw. Being aressted. the cells, the wolves, being a sevant in serves to those fucking monsters. I groan and sit up my head pounding from the sudden rush of information coming back to my brain. Maria rushes in worry and aggravation written all over her face" Girls get up , what are you doing !" hurry dress and meet me in the kitchen" We musint be late!" She off in a hurry yelling the same at the girls in the rooms next to ours . I look over

Right after posting it, while I was still reading comments mocking me for putting on a tough front, I saw Immortal Ashes Team’s official account tag me in a post, openly standing by my side. "The crowd follows the herd. The strong walk alone. Those who don’t know how to cherish what they have will lose it. Ash Mercer, we stand with you. IA will always be your strongest backing."

They continued to fangirl over the Silver Myst for the rest of lunch, and so I wasn’t able to learn anything more about the end of the war. “Hello, earth to Cutter, you in there,” Misty said slowly, as though talking to a small child. Shaking my head, I jumped and panicked as I realized that I’d been paying too much attention to Chris, and not enough to Misty. She was standing right in front of me now, and before I could apologize, she poured most of my shake over my head. Cold shivers ran down my body as the thick goop slid down my hair and under the top of my sweatshirt. She shoved the thermos none to gently into my chest. All I could do was stand there, gaping in shock.

Asher growled, seizing her nape, causing her to wince in pain. "You're lying to me." Before Lowena could react, there was a dark swirling mist engulfing the two of them. Asher slipped back from Lowena. "Nyx!" Asher hollered. "Now, now, my brother and you need to have a little chat."

So right now ,I don't know how she's faring. I got a lawyer and Madison volunteered to testify as a victim of Felix. From what I see ,we have the upper hand if we play our cards right. Now we had to wait. It was fucking frustrating not been able to see her but I kept my cool. Her parents had put their hope in me and I wasn't going to let them down. I was back at the vault for the supposed meeting. Aslan and some lords were present dressed in black suits. They weren't much ,just the lords that were in opposition and a few that weren't.

Hot tears. They burned my red bumpy skin. “Help. Anyone?” My voice was raspy. I didn't only feel fear. I could taste it slithering down my throat. I felt a presence. A strong presence. Superior. Powerful. “Embrace it.” A thick and uneven whispering voice spoke. The ash I tried to scrub off from my body slowly dispersed into the air, forming a ball of thick dark fog. Fiery eyes shone from within the fog. “Embrace it.” It said louder, more austere.

Just then, a small head peeked through the suffocating smoke. “Madam, do you need any help?” someone asked timidly. I forced my eyes open and saw a young boy who was about the same age as my son. He was covered in ash and dirt, but his eyes shone brightly through the smoke. He was so small in size, yet he managed to muster the strength to help me up. Then, together, we slowly made our way outside. The path to the outside was incredibly challenging, and I felt like giving up several times.

Ashlyn whispered as she knew her mate could still hear them while smiling yet her tears still fell down from her eyes. The End...