Ash's Corner Novels & Stories

When someone strikes my cheek with the very tip of their boot, I'm thrown onto my back, coughing up thick, syrupy blood as it comes up my throat and spills over my bottom lip. "She's never going to talk," one of the horribly harsh men sneers. "Just f*cking kill her. Save us the damn trouble of keeping her alive." Another man snorts, cocking his head sideways as he looks at my pitiful state at their feet. "She'll talk eventually. He did say to try anything to get her to talk. Maybe we should show her a little hospitality first. She looks like she'd be a decent f*ck—" Asher storms into the room, swinging a long, wooden bat through the air so fast I can't even track it. He hits the man above me

She feels , to rip the bones of Shasha when she finds her around her husband . " Hahaha !! Added kerosene on burning fire ??? " , Ethan chuckled entering . An eye watering moment for them to notice there beloved friend strangling on his Nithra's hand . It's not easy to touch, Asher .Asher is an Ruthless man .He won't spare the one who dare to touch nor think of his shadow .

someone shouts. "Best one yet!" Asher grabs a bottle of something expensive off a table and takes a long drink, then hands it to the girl closest to him. She giggles and drinks too. This is his element. This is what he lives for. Across the room, in a darker corner away from the main crowd, I lean against the wall with my arms crossed. I’m wearing the same red leather pants as Asher, apparently we coordinated and like my best friend, my chest is bare. My blonde hair falls across my forehead, and my green eyes scan the party with an expression that is equal parts bored and annoyed.

I couldn't help but smile sheepishly. I jumped in jubilation as I watched Asher walk toward me. He was truly a warrior, a man whom I'd grown to love. As Asher walked closer to me, I heard a loud bang. A gunshot from far into the woods. Another batch of warriors was coming to fight us. Leading them was Christopher's mother, Anabel. Asher stumbled to the ground. He wasn't dead, but weak... Pain consumed me, the pain of losing him, the fear of being alone again. I tried to scream, but something else rushed through me... powerful and hungry, fueled by my anger and pain.

His persona from serious, has molded into one of amusement, as his eyes gleam testily. "I'm aware of how much she could help, brother. That's not my point. My point is that I don't want Alaya here, where creatures like Sinful have full control," Asher states, then he looks back at me over the rim of the glance. "People here would eat you alive, beautiful. In more ways than one." I'm not sure what he means by the exactly, but I'm repulsed either way. This isn't the first time I've heard the name Sinful, but I'm going to listen to Death when she told me I don't want to know about him.

The trafficker's finger tightened on the trigger, and Asher closed his eyes, waiting for the inevitable. But instead of the expected shot, he heard a strange, meaty thud. The trafficker's grin faltered, and his eyes widened in shock. Asher opened his eyes to find the trafficker flying backward as if yanked by an invisible force. He crashed to the ground, his massive frame trembling like a leaf. Asher struggled to sit up, his leg screaming in agony as he gritted his teeth against the waves of pain. He crawled backward, using a nearby tree for support, and positioned himself to observe the scene unfolding before him.

She was cornered, and if she pushed back, Asher would humiliate her further. "Are all your friends always this kind and full of sunshine?" Asher asked, glancing around. His sharp gaze sent the remaining crowd scattering. The threat in his eyes was enough. Asher wasn’t a fan of physical confrontations, but his build made it clear that if it came to that, he would win. "Why are you still here? Leave!" Liz turned away, unable to fit her key into the lock to reopen her store. Tears blurred her vision, and the key wouldn’t go in properly.

She pointed to the glass before Rachel. Rachel couldn’t tear her scrutinizing gaze away from Ashley. Ashley, unperturbed, picked up her drink and drank the last of it. She smacked her lips in satisfaction and dropped the glass with a loud thud, enjoying the turmoil she had awakened in Rachel. She had an entirely different plan for Rachel. And she couldn’t wait to set it in motion.

AKISHA'S SHORT POV I will give you a hint of who I really am, but I won't make it easy for all of you. I will confuse your brains until you go insane. Soon... The time for me to reveal who I really am is coming closer. They will soon see the true definition of a demon. I just smiled as I looked at Ash, together with his friends in the distance, with a trace of surprise and shock on their faces. ASH'S POV

Open it Me: Ashley, this corner has become mine. I needed to install my tools for my job Ashley: what job? Your stupid things that you do? Anything . Who gave you the right to use my father's studio? Me: well it's you, you asked me to move everywhere that it's not your problem Ashley: I .. Me: shhh, that's no use. This studio belongs to me now. I'm going to make a little corner of the cinema out of it. It will be great