Ash X Gladion Novels & Stories

Something, or someone, was pointing them like arrows at a target in Glens Crossing. My heart hammered against my ribs. We have to draw their fire. My gaze locked onto the largest one, a towering sentinel that seemed to direct the others. I coalesced my mana, shaping it into a piercing spear of amethyst light, and launched it. The spear tore a gaping hole through the creature’s shadowy torso, but the sentinel didn’t so much as flinch. It made no sound. Its soulless attention remained fixed on the city as even more of its kind began their inexorable march. "Now, Cassius!" I yelled.

Dax looked away, and that alone hurt. “Asher carried part of my death through the bond,” he said. “He held the killing edge during the Blood-Eclipse Rite, then used that same edge to cut open the path for my return. It saved me, but it touched something in his mind. His beast never settled properly again. The sweet boy who laughed too easily came back with death inside his mouth.” My throat tightened, remembering Asher’s grin, his jokes, the madness in his eyes, the way he treated danger like something familiar enough to flirt with.

Tears streamed down my face, dripping into my father's ashes and staining them dark. I did not wipe my face. I did not respond to Stella. I did not look at Hudson, who stood beside her with an undisguised smirk. I reached out with trembling hands, gathering the ashes little by little, trying to put them back into the urn. "I'm sorry, Dad... I'm so sorry... this is my fault..." Hudson had his arm around Stella's waist. He let out a theatrical sigh. "Damon, don't take it too hard. The man is already dead. Besides, this was your own carelessness..."

She could only turn to face Idaliah, her trembling lips stretching in an ugly smile. Idaliah's tears rained down, wetting her newly dried eyes. But instead of crying for the second time, she swallowes the lump in her throat, straightened, then wiped her tears. "Then... be strong for us, Addie," she whispered, her voice holding a newfound strength despite the dryness. "And for Xavier." She stood up, and soon the cell was filled with the sounds of chains hitting the floor. Idaliah flashed her a tearful smile, closed her eyes and bowed her head with her right hand on her chest.

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

Greyson's henchmen joined in the mocking laughter, their faces twisted with cruel amusement. "You thought you could outsmart us?" one of them jeered. Despite their predicament, the guild members' resolve remained unshaken. Their eyes locked onto Greyson, their expressions a mixture of determination and defiance. Jota's voice cut through the tension, unwavering. "You won't break us," he declared, his words carrying a steadfast conviction. Greyson's laughter continued, a chilling sound that reverberated through the room. "Oh, but I already have," he replied, his eyes gleaming with a twisted satisfaction.

A human, at least. I wring my palms, they felt sandy. I opened my palms, looking into them. They were covered in ash. My arms. My fucking body. “Oh no.” I tried rubbing it off, scrubbing them off with the back of my wrist. It was as though they were glued to my skin. I'm scrubbing them off more. More. I want to rip the top of my skin off. Tears welled from deep inside and coursed down my cheeks. Hot tears.

How weird. “Anyways, do you have a name? I can't keep calling you shadow walker.That's bit too risky” “No” His answer is quick and plain.I sigh, thinking of a name to give him. “Xander?” I suggest. Before I could ask if he liked the name, a menacing growl from outside stole my attention. I looked down the window and saw three wolves on Zion and others on Drax. Zion shifts but Drax remains fighting in his human form.

Cassian replied him and then moved his eyes to look at Maximus who stared at Julianne like he wanted something from her. “Who is she?” Maximus asked and Julianne looked at him. Not they? She thought and looked behind her to be sure if Marianne was still with her. She moved her eyes back to Cassian and heard him say; “Ash. She’s a newbie.” “It’s Julianne,” she made herself clear and got a grin from Cassian. “Or could be Jules,” the other one said. Funny! Julianne rolled her eyes at the back of her mind. Marianne tugged at Julianne’s cloth again and Julianne asked Cassian, “Where is it?”