Ash Catches All Legendary Pokemon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

They felt like they were fully healed now, but still a little tender to the touch. "We continued to go rounds. I am fairly certain I broke his leg with my jaws, but I can't say for sure. He got ahold of me and I could feel the fight leaving me. I decided I wasn't going out that way so I reached around to him where he was biting my hind leg--" "This is it!" Alex yells startling me. What was it? What was he waiting for? "Uhhh...sorry. Pardon my outburst. Please. Continue." Alex looked thoroughly scolded. I glanced over at Asher who was glaring at his brother. That explains it.

Even my wolf purred at the sight of him. A wave of arousal hit me so hard I had to clench my thighs together. It felt as if I'd met my other half, something that only happens if you’ve found your destined mate. Except…i’ve found my mate, but that can’t be possible, i’m latent, we don’t mate. Bound in chains on my wrists and feet like a slave to be sold to her master. I must look so ridiculous right now. Asher just stares, I couldn't bring myself to stare into his eyes directly, after all his reputation precedes him

Felix wasn’t her first choice, he wasn’t the one for her it had been Luke. It was her who was supposed to be mated to Luke not Emma. Ashley wept out and she felt nothing in her souls. The blood from her back marking the whips pleaded her. “Tie her firmly to the wall.” Rachel instructed. “She can’t escape this one.” Ashley wanted her own son Ace. Used some witchcraft on him to make him fall in love with her. It wasn’t enough that her mother had done what she had. Like mother like daughter.

Judah threatened and Ash immediately composed himself. “Your fight is with me, let my mother go” he requested. “You turned Livey against me which is like taking her away from me so I will kill your mother to make sure that we are even”. A few minutes had passed and Alice’s eyes suddenly opened and her vision became clear, she could feel her magic in full force and she winked at Ash, he immediately saw the signal and knew she was about to do something so he had to cause a distraction. “You wanna know something, the fact that you got rejected by Livey only showed that you were never of any use” Ash began.

Then, it snapped back into action with the force of a whirlwind, eliciting a feverish gasp from my throat, as though I had been resurrected from the depths of drowning. I staggered backward, away from the brothers, shaking my head vehemently. "No. No," I muttered under my breath, refusing to accept their preposterous claim. "You are liars." I pointed accusingly at each of them, my thoughts becoming increasingly frantic. "Murderers. Bullshit!" I spat, venom thickening my voice. I burst into laughter, clutching my waist and simultaneously striking my forehead with my other hand. "You are clearly jesting. This is not the explanation I anticipated hearing. We are engaged in a serious discussion;

I had no answer. She let me go. Her gaze shifted to the urn in my arms. "You won't take this when it's offered? Then I am taking it from you. "You will not see your father's ashes again." She reached. The blood in my arms went cold. The control I had been holding cracked. "Please… please don't. It wasn't me. I'll do anything, anything you want. Just don't." I was about to fall to my knees again. I would have. The pride and dignity I'd had walking in here had been gone for hours.

“Good. Skepticism. The young in my day swallowed prophecy like milk. It curdled them.” Behind her, Scar muttered, “I like him already.” Luna did not take her eyes off the stranger. “Who are you?” she asked. “What are you?” He tilted his head. Something in that tilt—wary, analytical—echoed an old posture she had seen in the Moon Temple statues. “I am Ashar,” he said. “Once called Ashar of the First Circle. Alpha of Ashen Reach. Pact-holder. Gate-watcher. And very, very tired of being dead.”

My blood went cold. I looked at the bone door, at the darkness beyond it, at the way the chains rattled like they were laughing. I looked at Dax—being dragged into law that wanted to own him. I looked at Kieran—wearing hunger that wasn’t his. And I made a decision I hated. “BACK,” I said, voice low, shaking. The word hit the chamber like a slammed fist. Ash surged up and slammed into Kieran, knocking him back a step. His coal-bright eyes flared with irritation—then delight.

Then his mouth curled, sharp with greed. “There it is,” he whispered. “Finally.” Before he could finish, before he could harness whatever sick claim he thought he had over me, a shadow surged into us. Heath. A beast of black fur and fury, blood glistening on his muzzle, eyes lit like hellfire. He collided with Ashar with a force that rattled my bones, massive claws raking down Ashar’s chest. Ashar’s grip tore from me as he staggered, teeth bared. “Get off me!” Ashar roared, and his body broke apart, shifting, twisting, snapping until a massive silver-gray wolf stood where he had been.