Ash X Dawn Novels & Stories

His eyes are wide, his expression one of disbelief and silent horror. Dawn’s voice is barely a whisper, ragged and hoarse. “My Asher cried all night when you didn’t answer his calls, Travis. You… you don’t deserve to be a father,” she breathes, every word an effort. “My Asher deserved a father who wouldn’t make him cry.” As life drains from her, Dawn’s eyes flutter shut, her body finally succumbing to the numbness that spreads like a cold wave over her limbs. The room seems to close in, the sounds of chaos muffled as darkness overtakes her, pulling her into its merciful embrace.

“And you’ll get us all killed if you can’t keep pace.” The words stung like a blade because they were true. But I tightened my grip anyway, dragging the kid forward. “They stay with me.” Kaia stared a moment longer, then turned, snow crunching under her boots. --- Dawn When dawn finally broke, it was cruel. Pale light spilt over the trees, silver instead of gold, revealing everything sharp instead of soft. We stumbled into a hollow between rocks, shielded from the worst of the wind. Asher dropped first, sinking into the snow, his chest heaving. Kaia leaned against the stone, blade still in her hand, eyes never closing.