Ash X Mallow Novels & Stories

“What is this?” “That’s what killed him,” he said, his voice trembled. “H-He said if I got into trouble, I just have to…to go there.” The detective flipped the card and saw two words engrossed on it in gold ink. DOMUS MALUM His eyebrows furrowed, frustration creeping in. His head began to throb as he looked away. “Thanks for this, Mate,” he said and hopped on his car, never casting a glance again on the guy.

"Where are the elixirs?" A tall shadow on the floor crossed Adeline's barely open eyes. The shadow was of a bulky man, his frame strong and sturdy, and on his hand was a whip. When his deep voice reached Adeline's faraway consciousness, the hairs at the back of her neck stood up. She clenched her fist in anger, despite losing every inch of her being. "We... don't have... such thing," Adeline replied in a hoarse voice, gritting her teeth.

He’d experienced a lot of shitty things as a Marine, but getting buried alive was not one of them. Kira glanced at him, the steely distance in her gaze softening a little. “Only a little. I’m okay.” “How?” “I healed myse..” “Is cat out of box,” Alexei told her as he burned the lock off Tanner's cell door first. “Think you mean out of the bag.” “Is what I say!” “Doors, Xander. Doors!” Xander said something extremely rude in their language that Knight could understand only because Rina had used that phrase to insult someone in a bar once right before she threw the first punch.

Andrew pressed, "So, Dr. Goddard, will you give them to me or not?" Malcolm chuckled. "Of course, I'll give them to you! If I didn't, Fran here would drive me crazy, constantly calling me a stingy old man!" Francesca looked slightly embarrassed but firmly stood by her man. "Dr. Goddard, then on Andrew's behalf, I thank you in advance! Where are your rare herbs kept? I'll go get them for Andrew right away!" Her impatience made Malcolm twirl his mustache and widen his eyes in disbelief. Meanwhile, Chantelle secretly felt somewhat resentful, noting how good Andrew's women were to him.

Sienna’s boots crunched on dry pine needles, the shack a fading speck behind them as she and Roman cut deeper into the woods. The truck’s bloody mess was miles back, that scream still ringing in her skull, but the air here was still—too still—thick with the tang of sap and something sharper, like metal or smoke. Her fingers flexed around the vial in her pocket, its cold glass a tether to whatever hell Dorian had left her, and Roman walked ahead, his stride long and sure, gun tucked close, his silence loud enough to grate on her nerves.

Hot tears. They burned my red bumpy skin. “Help. Anyone?” My voice was raspy. I didn't only feel fear. I could taste it slithering down my throat. I felt a presence. A strong presence. Superior. Powerful. “Embrace it.” A thick and uneven whispering voice spoke. The ash I tried to scrub off from my body slowly dispersed into the air, forming a ball of thick dark fog. Fiery eyes shone from within the fog. “Embrace it.” It said louder, more austere.

I did not fail to notice Cruz sending a deadly glare to Ash, I was at fault too but he treated me with care. "If it's just rashes from the water intake, it would get cleared after taking a few herbs." Ash said and Cruz attested to it. So I got up and we started walking down the path that would lead to the tarred road, hoping to get herbs on the way or better still cross the finish line and get rid of the rashes after coming out of the illusion. We took a step at a time, and I felt so guilty for slowing us down. Ash recognized a few herbs and then gave me the leafs to chew. They were very bitter but anything to get us paced up properly.

The crowd had a million questions but Xasha had not ceded the floor nor had he explained what the other thing was, "the liquid is a potion made from moon mango extract." "Moon mangoes?" Asked the king. "Yes," was Xasha's reply. The entire room knew what this meant. They had all read up on moon mangoes and dreamt of the day they might happen upon a single fruit. None, even at their most ambitious, was brazen enough to wish for a tree.

"So our Sleeping Beauty finally awoke from his deep slumber and decided to grace us with his oh so lovely presence, huh? Did you finally get the cure to the curse from the Spindle? Oh wait, did your Prince Charming finally kiss you? So much for pretending to be a hero. Now look where it got you." Malo said as he gave a quick glance in Ash direction who blushed at his comment, then looked back at Alexander and gave him a light, playful punch on his shoulder.