Ash C Novels & Stories

"Ashley?" "Yes."

Either way, it just kind of happened. Twenty-three year old Alex is desperately trying to work out one of his many math problems on his homework when, out of the corner of his eye, a bright light catches his attention. He turns his head, looking out the window, and there, on the roof right across from his, so close to Alex own roof that Alex could have touched his foot, was the one and only Ash.

Ace did calm down and without a word, he retired to his empty and shallow room. Asher and Andrew stood still in their places. " why is Ace sad?" Asher asked with a crack in his voice, teary eyes and a pout. " life is hard on him, unfair "

"Type, I need you to listen to me carefully. Ash is out of breath and I've replaced his cylinder but he doesn't seem to be breathing on his own. And he is losing consciousness. I don't know what to do because he's about to faint." "Bright...relax. Is he wheezing too?" "Yes, I don't know Type..I thought he was getting better? Type, tell me what to do!", Bright was panicking talking to his brother-in-law. "He is...it's just his lungs are still scarred and maybe something just triggered an attack." "Probably the sea breeze...?" ". I am sorry. But it's okay Bright , just do as I say...first take a deep breath and then close off Ash nostrils and blow air in his mouth"

Ash: Doom OF: Ashy, what? Ash: Oh my fucking god OF: Ashybear Ash: What have you done, Paul OF: ASHYBEAR? OF: There are so many OF: F*ck OF: Uncontrollable OF: They are bursting OF: Mia, hold me back MC: No OF: UWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWU

Rather just digging as if I'm fighting for my own life. My shovel finally hits something firm. I continue to dig, creating a much larger hole around me. I brace myself, and carefully but powerfully slam the shovel into the top of the coffin. The shovel manages to break the wood. I toss the shovel aside, and pull up on the slats of wood. I manage to get a few loose, and toss them aside. I kneel down closer to the body in the casket.

The low white lights are on. Ashar is sitting at his office chair, head down, looking at the file folder. His laptop is opened beside the file. His short hairs are tangled. The sleeves of his white cotton shirt are rolled up, exposing his perfect, toned arms. Dim light flickering through the laptop's screen is giving a white, soft glow to his face.

Th is was it. A possible way to track Asher.

I asked. She nodded her head as I climbed off her to get my phone. I laid down beside her and started to show her off the photos I had. I even showed her some videos of having fun, one of the videos was of Charlotte getting her heart scar on her back. The video was a long one as it took a while and a lot of cigarettes to get the finished product. By the time the video finished the girl was white as a sheet. I laughed as I climbed on top of her and started to fuck her dry pussy.

Ten Years Later. Deep in the Andes Mountains, Peru. The air inside the ancient, unmapped temple was thick with dust and secrets that hadn't seen the light of day for three thousand years. "Watch your step," Ash said, shining a high-powered, shoulder-mounted halogen flashlight into the gloom. He was twenty-eight now, rugged, broad-shouldered, and wearing a leather exploration jacket equipped with dozens of hidden tech-pouches. "I can see fine in the dark, Ash," Nova replied.