Ash In Pokemon Sun And Moon Novelas e Histórias

"I'll marry Thelia." Luna Camilla's eyes gleamed with triumph, though she kept her expression composed. "And where are you going this time?" she asked, her tone almost conversational, as if they were discussing the weather. "Alaska," Asher replied, setting his untouched coffee cup down on the table. "For the mine acquisition." "Alaska," his mother repeated thoughtfully, her gaze searching his face. "I see. Well, don't stay away too long, Asher. We have much to prepare for."

I nodded, holding my breath, feeling my heartbeat echo in my ears like a war drum. “Then let’s begin.” The moment the moonlight engulfed me; pain tore through my body—savage and relentless. My bones cracked and realigned, muscles twisted, and my skin burned from within. I gasped, overwhelmed, as if my body were being torn apart and rebuilt in one brutal stroke. “Pauline! Look at me!” Asher’s voice rang out beside me, firm and steady, the only solid thing in a world dissolving into pain and light. He pulled me into his arms, his energy flowing into mine. I felt warm and stabilizing, like sunlight breaking through a storm. His scent—cedar, frost, and something unmistakably him—cut through the

"It's a possibility. More so the longer you stall and the higher the moon gets. Comply, Lyra Lani." My breathing was ragged as I eyed him. Remembering the boy who'd occasionally played hide and see with me. And offered me some of his portions of food when mine were sparse. But he's an Asara Alpha now. With no reason to be kind to me. Those visions were immediately replaced by him sinking into me and forcing me to look at him, just minutes ago. "Lift them." He urged. Giving me a warning look. Hesitating, I slowly lifted my arms. Making my large breasts bob as I did as he ordered.

She said, and I frowned at her. "How did you know this?" I asked, and she smiled. "The slightly watery eyes you all have is a sign of Ash poison. You have it too, luna. You need to fix yourself so the ash does not continue to feed off your life force and magic," She explained, and I frowned and calmed down. "Explain," I said, and she cleared her throat.

Ignoring Jinx's pleas and the urge to go to my mate I forced my legs to carry me to the lobby where Ash was. I spotted him leaning against the wall in the modern fancy lobby just menacing enough that people were giving him a wide berth. Ash didn't like people or crowds, he was more of a lone wolf in his life within our pack. I moved to meet him as he pushed off the wall and met me in a brotherly embrace. He immidiately began to sniff the air. Ash was a descent of the moon goddess, each had a gift. His older siblings had the power of fire and water. Ash had a super sensative sense of smell. He could scent anything even if it had been magically concealed.

It was a typical work day at the pack house for Ashly. On the right of her desk sat a mug (lacking tea) and a frame with her family picture in it. To the left were some reports that needed her signature and review. She usually checks on food, children, and women. It's her duty as Luna to take care of everyone in the Moonlight Pack. Everyone really loves her and accepts her as her mate, but Ashly already knows it will never happen. For her heat, she is already taking pills; she really doesn't want to disturb Alex.

POV: Asher Nightshade. Asher leaned against the gnarled oak tree, its rough bark pressing into his back as he stared at the twilight sky. The air was cool, carrying the scent of damp earth and pine. His fingers traced the edge of the silver pendant hanging from his neck—a small, worn thing shaped like a crescent moon. It was the only piece of her he had left. His mother. The memory of her face was a blur now, like a photograph left too long in the sun, but her voice… her voice still lingered, soft and steady, in the quiet corners of his mind.

Ashish barked with a growl. Her head snapped up and her hair clung to her tear-streaked face. "In the year of the lunar moon!” she sobbed out. I gasped. That was it! “You liar. All the wolves born in the year of the lunar moon are dead.” Ashish leaned closer, breathing hard. He pulled a small vial from his pocket and let a drop of dark liquid fall onto her wound. Wolfsbane. The hiss of her flesh burning filled the room, followed by another scream.

The crack blazed brighter than ever. For a long moment no one moved. The clearing was silent except for the hiss of the crack in the marker and the distant retreat of paws through underbrush. Mist drifted back in to fill the space where the pack had stood. Ava pulled herself upright against the stone. Her hands trembled. The silver glow had withdrawn into the token but left a faint shimmer under her skin, like moonlight trapped in her veins. She could still hear the echo of the whisper, softer now but insistent: Daughter of ash…

Ash who saw this cruel fight which had no motive and only suffering became very emotional and charged between both Mew's and Mewtwo's attack Ash "Just stop already, STOP" Ash comes between two powerful psychic attacks and suddenly freezes on the spot, as he falls on the ground and turns into a stone, Pikachu comes running towards him and tries to wake him up, it doesn't work so he starts to zap ash but it still useless, seeing his method not working he started to cry and tries to wake Ash who is completely turned into a statue, seeing this all the pokemons in the battlefield also started to cry.