Ash Mga Nobela at Kwento

Ash commands the person in front of him as he pulls his pants back up and tucks himself in before turning to face me. I can finally see the person behind him. It's his new Beta, and he doesn't look happy. So this is how the Alpha punishes his people. He degrades them. The Beta winces with each step he takes out of the room, and I know the Alpha wasn't gentle on him. This time a look of disgust crosses my face when I look back at Ash.

His left eye pure silver reflected the morning light, while his right eye brilliant gold seemed to generate its own inner warmth. I lifted him carefully, mindful of the fact that his powers manifested differently than Ari’s. While she glowed and levitated objects when happy, Ash produced flames when he was upset or uncomfortable. We’d learned that lesson the hard way when I’d let his diaper get too wet and he’d sparked fire across three fingers, nearly setting his blanket ablaze before I’d snatched him up. “Hey, little shadow,” I said, using his nickname. “Want to show everyone how special you are?”

After putting in my locker combination and taking out the sad looking textbook, I hadn't even gotten the chance to close my locker, when I was pushed against it, hard. I hissed out in pain while rubbing the back of my head. I turned around and surprise surprise, it was miss Universe giving me her pageant-worthy smile (note the sarcasm). " well what have I done to deserve your blessings today? " I asked in a bored tone while adding an eye roll which only infuriated her more "Stay away from Chris" she spat as her light body swayed from the force "He.Is.Mine" she said emphasizing each word of the last part.

Daisy still kept silent, calm as if nothing had happened. Dash’s head was like mud, he couldn’t remember anything. He quickly rushed into the bathroom and poured cold water on his head. A few blurry, fragmented images exist in memory. To stop Daisy's annoying crying. Dash sees Daisy as nothing more than a stuffed animal. Cover her nose, pinch her cheeks, spread her mouth, strangle. Being bothered too much. Daisy also reacted a bit. Mumbling something, she turned over and leaned in the other direction, continuing to sleep.

Blood run down my nose I quickly perform a swipe kick knocking her off her feet. I get up and perform an ax stomp. I slightly bend the knee of my left leg rooting it firmly to the ground and using the right leg to land a backward swing ax stomp, allowing the power of the strike to be concentrated on my heel while reinforcing it with shadow for more power

She's Night Carnelian, a human who only wants one thing, justice for her clan. And here's Killix Bane, who only wants to save his sister from his father's grip. One contract will make them meet each other. Is that will be the reason for their success, or will be the reason for their downfall? "Decisions always matter. So be careful, Carnelian."

The chain was adjustable, allowing Aqua to wear the pendant at just the right length so that it rested over her heart. As she wore it, Aqua noticed the stone's clarity, reflecting her calm and balanced state of mind. Whenever she felt at peace, the pendant remained clear and pristine. However, when her emotions stirred, the pendant would change. A slight hue of blue appeared when she felt sadness, while a warm golden tone emerged during moments of happiness. If anger or fear took hold of her, the gemstone would darken, turning a deep, unsettling black.

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