Ash's Corner Novels & Stories

I leaned in, voice low but carrying. “You call yourself Alpha, yet you bend to a woman no one even remembers,” I spat with venom, making sure no one else heard the last part but him. “And you, an Alpha of Silver Claw, lowered yourself to serve her. That’s not power, Ashar. That’s shame.” The soldiers shifted uncomfortably, some trading glances. Ashar snapped. He lunged, fist flying. I caught his wrist mid-swing, twisted, and drove my elbow into his ribs. He grunted, staggered back, then came again, faster, meaner.

“I’m not afraid. I trust you, buddy. I’ve come to this world to stay. I’m not dying anytime soon. Thorne must be saved. This mission must be completed.” My gaze darkened, my pulse calm and cold. “But first… let’s deal with that venom-dripping bitch they call Lazhara.” Ashval’s laugh slithered through me - low, wicked, hungry. “Oh, we will,” he purred. “She’ll beg for the end.”

Red is Asher’s color though. Zigzagging my way to a small shed, I burst through the door with urgency. I immediately exit through the back and make my way to the left side of the shed, pointing my gun forward. When I spot Asher running through the trees like a headless chicken, I actually laugh out loud before pulling the trigger, hitting him straight in the groin. “Ahhhh shit, Ath!”. Asher groans, clutching his privates while he moves to run the other way now.

I raised my hand and knocked twice, sharp and deliberate. The sound of footsteps came from inside, followed by the scrape of a chair and then the creak of hinges. I pushed the door open without waiting for permission. Ash stood in front of his mirror, shirtless, a pair of dark trousers hanging low on his hips. He was tugging a clean shirt over his head, his damp hair clinging to his forehead. His eyes lifted to mine through the reflection, and a faint smirk tugged at his lips. “Up already?” he asked, voice amused as he slid the shirt down. “And here I thought I was the only restless one. Big day ahead. You ready?”

Driver guy looked amused again, "Well, would you like to introduce yourself first, or shall we?" He seemed to have something of an air of authority to him, like the other two let him take the lead naturally. He was also the tallest, and bulkiest of the three, though they were all easily over six foot and heavily built, with well-defined muscles. She smiled awkwardly, "Uh.. well, I'm Ashallia," she said quietly, her nervousness coming through in her voice, "Most just call me Ash or Asha, though."

He wasn't stupid enough not to notice the obvious mind games being played but to create emphasis, he tightened his hold on the neck of Cole who suddenly turned red and wide eyed. " I am Asher Braxton. Do not underestimate me." He said to a struggling Cole and before some of his guards could intervene, he roughly lets go of him and stands erect. " Do have a great time celebrating tonight." He said monotone and with a lower voice he added, " might be your last." With that, Asher headed out of the area with Jason in tow. His jaws flexed in anger while he headed towards his office with purposeful strides. No doubt, he was raging.

Asher looked at me and got up from his seat as he approached the girl. "Uh, Cordelia you need to..." "I need to what? Go? Like you're just gonna dump me once again?" she said, getting annoyed. I was also getting annoyed myself too. Like what was this scene? Who was she? "Who is she Asher?" I asked standing up too. Coraline saw my baby bump. She turned to Asher and laugh unbelievingly. "Wait, who is this bitch to you, Asher?" she asked him, in a seemingly annoyed expression.

A member Ash hadn’t seen before approaches him, he seems very hyper. “Hello, sir! I was just transferred to your base. My name is Jacob Torrance!” “Welcome, allow me to show you around.” Ash does everything he can to ignore the feeling of his own head hurting like hell and he can't do anything, especially when it starts to get irritated. He knows he’s going to have a very bad day, especially since it’s been about two hours with this kid. When he’s finally alone, he sighs in relief and returns to his old office. He checks his phone and smiles at seeing a message from his mom.

Jack laughed. I glanced up at his window and saw him stood there with Warren, Lance and Charlotte. I guess I had an audience. I smirked to myself as I positioned myself and aimed for the wing mirror next to him. I fired and hit my target causing the mirror to shatter and hit Phillip in the face.

I made my way through the dark corridors of the dungeon, my heart burning with a desire for revenge. I had been betrayed by Luciana, the very person I thought was my friend and ally. But now, I was determined to make her pay with her blood. I reached the cell where Sam and Morris were being held, and I could see the fear in their eyes as they looked up at me. "Who are you?" they chorused together. "The spirit that has been haunting you. I am Ashley, the Luna you all killed." They were white with horror and their teeth clattered in an attempt to speak.