Ash X Gladion 소설 & 이야기

It caused the earth to vibrate angrily. "I want mate!" Asher's wolf growled, and he loosened the hold Wren and the warriors had on him, flinging them around. His eyes glowed murderously as he lunged at one of the warriors closest to him. His sharp claws dug into his chest. Stefan minklinked the warriors to join in and help the demon warriors sustain Asher.

Another strong man catches my eye between all the chaos, when he turns to pat Ash's shoulder and says, "Great job, partner. We finally did it." Lycan king Ash replies. "We did, we wouldn't have done it without your help, having you fight by our side." "We will always be alies, Lycan." "True." Ash agrees. "Come on my friend, let us go and celebrate with music and wine, it is well deserved." Lycan Ash nods and I see a hint of what one would call a smirk. They continue on their way back until a big tribal village comes into view. The paved way that leaves to the iron gold gates has thorns and flowers lining it, there are brown stones that have beautiful patterns, I lean closer and realise that

GRACE'S POV I walked into the parking lot, searching for Ethan. My eyes scanned the area as I slowly walked. After passing a couple of cars, my eyes landed on the young man, watching me silently, with a smile on his face, and sunglasses over his eyes. The smug look on his face as he waved at me, teasingly, made me scoff. “This dude.” I whispered, making my way towards him. When I got close enough, he took off his sunglasses and stuck them in his breast pocket, folding his arms over his chest.

It wanted to fall into place. I forced my breath steady, the way my mother taught me, the way you steady your hands before stitching a wound. Then I spoke the only words that had ever worked. “ASH.” Black cinders rose off the floor, spiraling around the circle. The runes flared, resisting, but the ash didn’t care. It tightened, thickened, becoming a wall—around Dax’s ankles, around the etched lines, smothering the glow. For one heartbeat, the pull on him eased.

Ash growled and his chest swelled, his shoulders rose and he reminded Jax that he was not the only Alpha on the pack grounds. Jax’s eyes darkened and his lips pulled up in a manic smile. “Remember who you’re dealing with, Ash,” Jax said. His eyes glowed as his wolf stepped up. Ash met his cousin's glare with his own, his wolf joining them as well and the air weighed heavy on all three as the tension rose to a dangerous high.

Monica said over the phone, the evil smirk on her lips widening. ×. ×. × " You're back " Glinda said on seeing Axion storm into the house. Looking behind him, " Where is she? " She asked on seeing no one with him. Axion stopped and sent her a hard glare. Glinda flinched back a bit on seeing his eyes turn purple. " What's wrong, Axion, why are you angry? " She demanded. Axion closed her eyes, exhaling before snapping back open. His eyes went back to normal.

I hone on the mark, a silent determination etched upon my brow. “She was upset that Yeri didn’t start from the bronze floor.” Gladys says and Asher, one of my brothers, a prince of Orizon joins the scene. “I’m sorry I’m late. We were talking to Collins.” Asher says. His eyes are framed by a pair of arched brows, sparkled with a lively intelligence, their depths betraying a keen sense of wit and amusement. A faint dimple creased one corner of his mouth, hinting at a perpetual smile that lingered just beneath the surface.

ASHLEY Axel's fingers curled into a fist. He looked at them fiercely, one could tell he was ready to kill. The boys took backward steps away from Axel, trying to escape from his wrath. He moved towards them and grabbed the main guy by the collar. His friend saw how angry Axel was and ran out quickly. “You are dead already!” he said and landed a punch on the guy's jaw. He yelped and bowed his face. As he raised his head to check the damage Axel had done, he got another punch. His lip broke and began bleeding. He covered his lips with his mouth while groaning underneath.

He pursed his lips, and cursed under his breath, before closing the warrior's eyes. "Take him away. Ensure he gets a proper burial." Asher ordered, and the guards bowed, picking up the corpse, and carrying him away. "The blade." Asher demanded, and Joshua handed it to him. The slim and sharp surface was covered in drying blood, and the trace of wolfsbane was evident, as the blood took on a greenish, rotting tint. Nonetheless, the hilt is what truly caught the Alpha's attention. It was made of a clear crystal, with only a thin aluminum wire wrapping around it, creating an intricate design. The tip of the hilt itself held a red seal that resembled a bat's wing crossing a full moon.

Around her, the five gods went still enough to frighten every freed civilian in the street. Ashar stepped forward first, flame rising over his shoulders like a living crown. “Darius Kelm,” he said, and the name carried enough hatred to harden the air. Mae looked at him sharply, but Ashar did not look away from the screen. His hands curled into fists, and the ground beneath his boots glowed red. “You should be dead.”