Ash X Eiji Novels & Stories

The Eater went down hard, but I didn't wait around to see what happened next. I raised the rod and went after the next one hitting it in its stomach with a perfectly aimed blow. It rolled off Benny caught off guard since its entire attention was centered on getting his soul. Benjamin rolled up swiftly then grabbed the Eater before it could recover and threw it as hard as he could. The creature went flying and didn't even graze the low wall around the roof before going over the side.

He crashes into another soldier and both slam into a crate. I blink. Nyxara’s expression hasn’t changed. But I know. She did that. Without touching him. Without moving. Without even looking directly at him. My wolf watches her carefully. “You keep doing that.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Terrible liar.” “You’ve said that.” Another hunter raises his weapon. His flashlight flickers. Then dies. Then another. Then another. Within seconds the warehouse sinks back into darkness. Only moonlight remains. Nyxara finally looks up at me.

Sorahiko is looking at him like he’s salvation wrapped in a suit— it makes him feel like garbage. Because he knows that no one can go against Aronohai Miyamura. “If you know how he is, then you can talk to him. You can save me, right?” God. Miyamura. That goddamn asshole. “The thing is—I can’t.” Eiji stands. He doesn’t want to see that hope die in Sora’s eyes, but it’s too late “He’s a bastard, yes, but he won’t hurt you for fun. Not when it’s just a joke to him.”. He adds to soothe him.

There was a loud crash, which scared everyone there. My ashes scattered everywhere. Jasper still felt angry. He laughed disdainfully and stepped on my ashes, grinding them with the sole of his shoe. The staff members' jaws had dropped in shock. They hadn't even had time to stop him. Jasper kicked my ashes and sent them flying. "Tell Amara that she came up with a very innovative trick this time round, but it's lame. I'm not going to waver at all, no matter whether she's dead or alive!

Cameron said, sounding angry. "Fucking VIK!" Alex said, with a surprising amount of fury, "That barbarous, bloodthirsty, MOTHERFU.." he trailed off suddenly as Ash sat up, staring at him, confused. "What..?" she said sleepily, looking around at the others, before her gaze landed on the TV, now showing images of the destruction of all three buildings. Her eyes widened, and she stood, seeming to forget that she was naked apart from the blanket, that dropped to the floor.

he glares at Asher. "Me? It was your idea to switch places all the time, not mine, Elijah," Asher laughs. Elijah nearly always wears smart clothes, and his hair is longer, which is how I tell the difference. Asher wears casual clothes, such as jeans. Still, they are the same, but how? Asher hands me another small glass, and I drink it. "What is this?" I ask, as it helps. I feel far calmer than I had before. "Tequila, want to try something different?" Asher grins at me, and I nod.

She wipe her tears and watch Asher disfiguring Axel face with his fist while he laugh like a maniac. T.B.C

Now I was on the last one, I grinned as I let the star go and watched it land right on the gunshot wound, I caused earlier. Warren stopped the wheel, and I went to retrieve my stars “A good shot as always” He chuckled “Now its my turn” He walked over and grabbed some throwing axes. “You remember the fun my partner had with the axe aye” He asked Jessie who looked like he was about to be sick. “Please, I don’t like getting dizzy” He moaned. I winked as Jack as I pulled down on the wheel making it spin even faster than before. “Fuck Grant, I am not as good as you” Warren chuckled as he threw the first axe.

"Jodie" "What's going on, Randolph? You're scaring me." Her beautiful dark eyes were wide with terror. Belishaw rubbed his good hand over his eyes and exhaled. "It's a very long story." She moved to sit down beside him on the narrow stairs. Jodie took his hand in hers, ignoring the blood, and held it tight. The connection gave him much-needed strength. "I'm listening." The soft, warm pools of her eyes drew him in. "I'm not exactlyhuman." It was the first time he'd ever told a mortal woman what he was, and he prayed she wouldn't run away screaming.

However, the serenity was abruptly disrupted by the unmistakable call of his name, "HELLO, ASHER!" Recognizing the voice, Asher's expression shifted from enjoyment to a sudden, marked change. The voice belonged to Elijah Brown, his childhood bestie turned nemesis. Despite the festive ambiance, Asher's mood darkened, and his once-charming smile vanished, replaced by a strong and aloof demeanor.