Ash Novels & Stories

killed me? Fuck this. I cannot allow myself to sit here and spiral into a dark hole of self pity. I sit up and swing my legs over the bed in one swoop. I pad over to my wardrobe and grab my running gear that I was so graciously gifted to me from this shit ass school. A black sports bra with matching black leggings. Simple, yet effective.

Amara Voss doesn’t just kill, she survives. Viktor Dragovic doesn’t just rule, he dominates. Neither of them gives a damn about love, but when their worlds collide, sparks fly, and the chaos gets personal. Her blade is sharp, his heart is ice, and together they’re a ticking time bomb.   But the past has a way of screwing things up. Blood-soaked secrets and betrayals refuse to stay buried, dragging them into a mess that could tear them apart. Yet every crimson kiss pulls them deeper into a passion they can’t escape, no matter how dangerous it gets.  

In seconds, the two lunge at me, and I dodge, letting them crash into each other, while at the same time, I sweep away the one closest, and he falls, hitting his head and fainting. Now, there was only one warrior left, and he enraged, shifted into mid-air and tried to land on top of me, jaws wide open. What no one knew was that in the River Ash Pack, we train in human form against wolves, and when I swerve and grab the wolf by the neck and give him a rear-naked choke, not letting his claws or teeth touch me, everyone in sight opens their eyes, with startled mouth. When my opponent faints, in less than 6 seconds, I drop his body

not like this. To Be Continued...