Ash C Novels & Stories

"He. . . blamed me for our mother's death, and. . . " His voice becomes strangled and I know he's tearing up inside. I turn to take him in my arms but stop to see one of his hands covering his face and his shoulders shake involuntarily. Ash is crying. The death of his twin must have been too much for him to handle. I can't help it anymore, I draw him to me and he clings to me with a fervor that takes my breath away.

I heard Levi yell at him. I could see more of the clearing now. In the distance was Ash's dragon. He had black scales that shined almost blue in the light. I could tell he was huge because he seemed so big even in the distance. His body was coiled around a large crystal ball full of dark smoke. "Brontus can't hold it together for much longer. We can't filter it all fast enough either. Ash this serious. You need to get help." Levi's voice sounded so serious. A deep worry laced his tone.

VIENNA I have no idea what Chase has up his sleeve, but I can’t deny the little spark of excitement that comes with not knowing. As we roll out of Norbury and head toward Summervale, he starts fiddling with the stereo, muttering something about the specs of the sound system in the Jeep as he works to connect his Bluetooth to play music from his phone. We should talk, but I’ve got a feeling that our conversation will be a lot more productive after he’s cooled down and some of the alcohol works its way out of his system. Shifters can drink a hell of a lot more than humans without feeling the effects, but nobody’s sober after slamming a half a bottle of whiskey.

“Go ‘head and call it in.” The crackle of a radio stung my ears. “Ashford is dead.” The second one said. An electronic beep signaled the end of his message. “Can’t believe I killed an Alpha. You think I’ll get a raise for it?” “He’s not an Alpha. Not yet, anyway.” “Well, he ain’t gonna be now.” A loud, wet laugh echoed throughout the mall. Seconds passed when Macon’s sent slithered into my nostrils. I let the shock flow through me, releasing it as quickly as it had come. All that mattered was my breathing, keeping my heartbeat slow.

Cameron said, sounding angry. "Fucking VIK!" Alex said, with a surprising amount of fury, "That barbarous, bloodthirsty, MOTHERFU.." he trailed off suddenly as Ash sat up, staring at him, confused. "What..?" she said sleepily, looking around at the others, before her gaze landed on the TV, now showing images of the destruction of all three buildings. Her eyes widened, and she stood, seeming to forget that she was naked apart from the blanket, that dropped to the floor.

Far beyond the stronghold, where the eastern mountains clawed at the sky, darkness stirred. In a forgotten temple carved deep into the heart of the mountain, the air was heavy with incense, dampness, and the sweet, cloying scent of rot. Flickering torches lined the stone walls, casting grotesque shadows that danced like demons celebrating a feast. At the temple's core, hooded figures knelt in a circle around a sunken dais, their chants a low, guttural drone that reverberated through the ground like the heartbeat of some ancient beast.

Unfortunately for him, it was only Laura, who had come in to clean the room. "Mr. Hartness, what are you doing sitting on the floor? Ms. Cavendish has gone abroad." She paused, then slapped her forehead. "Look at my memory. She left something for you and said to give it to you after she was gone. I'll go grab it right now." She hurried out and returned with a USB drive in her hand. Cole took it and went back to his room to plug it into his laptop. The video on it was the security footage I'd pulled from the incident with Rachel.

"Meet my son, Asher. You don't know your way around, so he'll guide you there!" Alexander had no objections. With the earnest Asher Chesire riding shotgun, he revved up the cherry-red Porsche and sped off toward Abason Mountain. … The journey took them about five or six miles north of the Chesire estate, right to the base of Abason Mountain. "We're here, Alex!" Asher pointed out the window at a sleek industrial park up ahead, his voice tinged with a hint of innocence. "That's the pharma plant. Rumor has it the owner's a northerner, goes by Jackman."

The drive to Ash modern house in the posh suburb at the edge of the city was all-but silent. Ash was leaning against the car door, his forehead pressed to the cool glass of the window. He was so hot and Alex worried eyes never leaving him for even a second didn’t help.

I would rather be detailed and overshare than under share. “Ashbane is a drug that was created for shifters since human drugs don’t work on us. Ashbane is enough to mess with someone, but Ashbane 3XR is triple the formula. There are only a few places that manufacture it. We’ve been trying to get enough proof to shut them down,” Theo explained to me. Dahlia made an ‘aha’ noise and waved her arms at the screen. How in the fuck did she get a copy of the flyer? Did she have magic or something? I swore that the girl had no limits.