Ash X Jessie Novels & Stories

, Jess said turning her back on Tiana and heading for the door. "Jess", Tiana whispered her name with a sigh. Jess stopped just as she was about to wrap her hand around the door handle. "You're right, and I'm sorry. It's just that I saw a lot of people die these past few days in my dream and figured it was better to lose one than an entire population. But that doesn't mean it was okay for me to wish for Chris's demise and I'm sorry", she explained. " I think the one you should apologize to isn't me". Saying that Jess swang the door open and came face to face with Asher. She froze drawing Tiana's attention to the figure that stood before Jess.

jeff shouted. His family had been torn apart, his life unjustly taken away, and he had been thrown into the darkness of prison. Simon listened intently, his expression a mix of empathy and understanding. He knew the weight of revenge, the burning desire to right the wrongs that had been done. Jeff's words resonated with him, striking a chord deep within his heart. "I understand, Jeff," Simon said softly. "I understand your pain." Drake's presence in the scene was that of a bystander, caught between the intensity of the moment and the urge to intervene. Jeff's outburst took him by surprise, the anger in his voice echoing through the air. He watched as Jeff turned towards him, shouting for him

"To rising from the ashes." Natalie clinked her glass gently. "To whatever comes next." And beneath the velvet sky, with the city once again at her feet, Natalie Evans finally felt the fire inside her burn not with rage, but with purpose.

Xavier and Ashley hinted to their wolves. Xavier carried Ashley in bridal style to the car as they made their way to the mansion. He assigned a personal bodyguard to her whose name was Jasper. Many days later, Ashley was gradually getting settled in her new home as Luna. Ashley was reading a book in the room when Jasper knocked on the door. “The alpha would like to see you in the garden” Jasper informed. She didn't bother to mind-link Xavier as she left the room. She made her way down the stairs when Jasper used a heavy tool to knock her in the head and she passed out. Ashley was carried in a sack that had aconite in it to prevent her from shifting.

Alex's massive stature filled the room as the door opened, his penetrating eyes sweeping the space before focusing on me. "Lisa ," He called in a hard, deep voice. "What's so urgent?" With my heart pounding, I inhaled deeply. "Ayla has returned." Alex’s jaw tightened as his face grew serious. "What do you mean she's back?" I leaned forward, speaking hardly audibly. "She's returned to the island, and she's determined to win Jaxon back." Alex squinted his eyes. "That is not possible. Jaxon is never going to return to her."

A branch cracked to my left. I turned slowly, already knowing who I would see. Alexander Ashborne emerged from the trees, his expression a mirror of his sister’s cold fury. He didn’t speak. He just stared, his hand resting on the hilt of his dagger, a silent promise of violence if I took one step closer toward Aria. This was her message. Her first move. She wouldn’t come to me. If I wanted to talk, I would have to walk through her brother. Through her entire pack.

Now I just had to figure out how to pull it off without pissing off Jackson in the process. Footsteps creaked down the stairs. “You’re fidgeting,” Jessa said, appearing at the bottom step in leggings and a loose sweatshirt. Her damp hair was pulled back, and she looked ten times better than yesterday — not fixed, not fine, but like she’d finally taken a deep breath. “Not fidgeting,” I said, straightening. “Thinking.” “That sounds dangerous.” “Usually is.” Jessa grabbed her sneakers from beside the couch, sitting down to tie them. “What are we doing today anyway? You texted me like it was an emergency.”

Asher “I’m skipping too. Where are you going? Let sit together” “Asher,” Asher tsk in absolute irritation, he glares at the annoying fly that keeps bugging him “Mind your own business, Jay. Don’t make me repeat myself” “Please,” said Jay “I just want to be friend with you” Asher give a fake smile before turning back to signature stone face “But I don’t want to be friend with you” The staff places his coffee as he takes it “Goodbye. Hope to never see you again”

His focus went back to what he held in his hands and that stirred up some questions in my head that I had to ask. He spoke calmly and that reduced the tension in the room. “Are you some type of a genie?” “It’s not a kettle, it's an urn.” “Do you live there?” “I just said I'm a wolf shifter, young girl?” He always has this 5-7 seconds of uncomfortable pause before he speaks, like he tries to formulate words in his head. “My ashes were kept there.” His throat worked Your ash? Please, Emmett, make everything you're saying make sense and be more realistic

His eyes have turned blood shot, his face now fading into a deep redish-purple, the evil smile on my face the last thing he sees before he closes his pothetic eyes. Alex is leaning against my desk, the look of boardom on his face" man should of kept his mouth shut" he shrugs. Standing and walking away from the solider staining my rug. I hand him two peices of paper "Send word to gentral warren, tell him too burn it" "NO ONE GETS OUT ALIVE"! The power radiating off me has him bowing his in submition."Yes alpha" he says turning to deliver the message. "and alex... bring me a file of everyone on that list" he stops stort the look of confusion on his face as he looks the list over."Servant file