Ash X Gou Novels & Stories

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?”

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.

Gordon, standing on the verge of collapse, seemed to ignore Aspen's frantic words. His face twisted in agony as the grotesque hump on his back began to writhe under his clothing. It was as if something alive were crawling beneath the fabric. A faint but ominous pop echoed as the hump on Gordon's back cracked open slightly, oozing a viscous, toxic pus. The corrosive liquid immediately burned through his clothing and skin, producing smoke and leaving grotesque, pitted scars.

Just then, a small head peeked through the suffocating smoke. “Madam, do you need any help?” someone asked timidly. I forced my eyes open and saw a young boy who was about the same age as my son. He was covered in ash and dirt, but his eyes shone brightly through the smoke. He was so small in size, yet he managed to muster the strength to help me up. Then, together, we slowly made our way outside. The path to the outside was incredibly challenging, and I felt like giving up several times.

Even I leaned closer, surreptitiously, just so I could hear properly. “That's what I said!” Victoria hissed, her hands in tight fists. She looked like she wanted to visibly hit something, and I prayed it wasn't Lana. “No! You said you didn't think he really liked me.” Lana hissed back, leaning towards Victoria. Victoria shook her head in frustration. “How well would you prove that what you just said is what I said verbatim? You're just twisting words, as usual.” “Oh? Like you twisted your way into Leo Cross’s bed?” Lana attacked, and leaned back into her seat, looking satisfied.

The love in their eyes made me feel that this trip through the human world had been more than worth it. I slowly closed my eyes. Right before they shut completely, I had a strange feeling and turned my head toward the narrow glass window in the door. Through it, I saw a handsome face with red eyes and trembling lips. It was Cole. My vision, my sense of touch, and my sense of smell began to fade as I waited for death to take me. Seconds before I lost my hearing too, I heard people shouting my name from all around. In the midst of all the noise, I caught one voice that wasn't loud at all. It should've been clear and cool, but right then it was hoarse. Its owner called out, "Izzy."

Logan stared intently at the shape of the face under the sheet, his voice raspy. “Let me take a look underneath.” “Sir—” “I said, let me see!” Logan shoved past the officers standing in his way and yanked back the white sheet. Elise let out a horrified shriek. The body on the gurney was charred to a cinder, the facial features melted and distorted into a terrifying, unrecognizable state. However, Logan looked paralyzed. His gaze locked onto the pair of eyes, the ones he had pressed his lips against countless times before.

In the field, FPSG stood for First Person Shooting Game, which became bastardized, unofficial code across all branches of the military over the past hundred years for if you find a weapon, it’s yours to wreak havoc with. “We need to get those magic restraints off, first.” Knight eyed his team before he let his attention settle on Xander, who seemed way too tense. “They didn’t give you one.” “I told Lilia he was Strike Force, not an Awakaned. He’s not in our uniform. Guess she believed me for some reason,” Tanner explained before shrugging. “Guess I lied.” Xander and Kira were both Awakaned that's for sure, although he's still skeptical on what Kira's gifts is, he's sure that she has some pow

Alexander greedily devoured Ash tongue as he slowly slipped his other hand beneath Ash shirt to feel the hard chest and abs beneath it. "Alexander, stop- I don't- I don't know what to do!" Ash said between kisses as he forcefully pushed his hand against Alexander chest to get some distance between them and to get some air to breathe. Alexander frowned and looked at him with confusion.