Ash X Goh Novels & Stories

Curious looks are thrown at me but I don't care. Nothing of human nature applies to Battista Cattaneo, AKA Ash Thunder. If Grant is a human, then Ash is a god, a hurricane, his nature unpredictable, the totality of his being as beautiful as it is understated, perilous, and unrelenting. A brave man who never fears the fire, never fears death. I craved the wills of the tempest when I sought him out but I didn't know the extent of the storm I was getting myself into as at the time.

Asher's P.O.V. I am Alpha Asher Martin of the Black Mountain Tribe, known as the Alpha Gamma. I am a beast, an animal, a ruthless predator. I belong to a pack that doesn’t adhere to humanity. A quad hybrid (werewolf, phoenix, vampire, and wizard), I know no mercy, am bloodthirsty, and punish those who err in my pack in a brutal manner.

Loraine’s Pov As expected, I was their target. I couldn’t help but grit my teeth and glare at them. “Let them go. What do you want from us?” I asked while looking at the two of them coldly. The one who was holding a blooded ax, named Ash, let out a chuckle while showing his broad grin, highlighting how creepy he looked right now. “We will let them go, only if you follow us.” Ash said while grinning from ear to ear, and he even licked his lips, looking at me with those lustful gazes that made me cringe all over.

He hissed and stumbled, but he didn’t vanish this time. “Finish him!” Jon ordered. Caleb and Cole lunged in, spears stabbing. The Ashborn dodged, fast but not fast enough now. We pressed in from all sides. My blade slid across his chest. Jon slammed the back of his axe into his head. The Ashborn dropped to his knees, coughing black blood and then I took the opportunity to strike, giving the opening on ground. I dashed forward and drove my sword into his heart. “One down,” I muttered more to myself.

Axel exhaled and walked to the bottle of whiskey, picked it up, and stretched it toward Asher. “Pour it,” Asher muttered coldly. I scoffed under my breath, taking another drag as I watched them. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Axel snapped, frustrated. “Don’t tell me you’re fucking angry because of what happened to that bitch.” “Don’t call her that. She’s Ashira, not a bitch… and she’s in that state because of you,” Asher shot back coldly. “You kept quiet while I served her the crabs and oysters. You were fucking curious too, and now you’re blaming me,” Axel snapped, irritated at Asher’s annoying anger.

But no sound came. Just him—**Asher**, standing on four powerful legs, covered in black and silver fur, his head snapping toward a group of intruders. He lunged, tearing through them with precision, no hesitation. A blur of motion, of fury and power. There was blood on his teeth. Steel couldn’t seem to touch him. *Oh my God.* *Oh my God.* *What—what is he?* And then… he turned. Saw her. Even through the monstrous form, **his eyes met hers**. Something in them held. Recognition. A flicker of… grief?

“Oh, Ash is going with us. I asked team A to guard the hideout today.” I never saw Ash in person. He is the War team leader, the strongest team in this pack. When we go outside in the front yard, I finally saw him. Ash was tall, he is as tall as Aaron; the man was attractive, although not as attractive as my mate, but I can see the woman and man swooning over him, with his almost silver-blue eyes, and a black hair. He saw me and bow, never imagine he would be this polite. “Nice to finally meet you, missus. My name is Ash, war team leader.” He said to me with a smile on his face.

Jo said in disbelief. “Make no mistake,” Ash said, gritting his teeth, “Josiah Greenwood is a wolf in sheep's clothing. He goes around, parading himself as a messiah when in all actuality, he's a vile entity who puts money over people's lives and dignity.” “I believe you.” Jo said. “Thank you. That means a lot to me.” Ash said as he took their plates to the tiny sink, before returning to gently pull Jo up and lead her towards the bedroom.

Alex asked sideways about Ash opinion, "It's just over the riverbank in front." Ash nodded, "Okay, I haven't seen it in many years." "I heard that it is Yoshino Sakura, it may be similar to what you saw when you were a kid," Alex Smile, unskilled Japanese sounds very loyal. " Let's enjoy the flowers." "Then, I want to drink beer." Alex woke up again, he is trying to clam his breathing and crying. 'Ash please I am sorry, please come back Ash please'

“ENOUGH!” Everyone was shocked at who it could belong to until they saw Asher’s frozen body finally move. The ghouls all stopped attacking and stared at him. Asher stood up from where he kneeled. The black lines on his body started disappearing but his eyes remained black as he glared at the ghouls. “Go to the underworld where you belong,” he ordered and the ghouls shrieked loudly as they started evaporating.