Ash X May Novels & Stories

fucking finally, Ash set down the machine and cleaned the fresh tattoo. "All done," he said, his voice rough with barely contained lust. "Beautiful work, if I do say so myself." Maya couldn't even look at the tattoo. She was shaking, soaked, desperate, her pussy clenching around nothing. Ash stood, and her eyes went immediately to the massive bulge straining against his jeans. He caught her staring and laughed darkly. "See something you want?" "Please," she whimpered. "Please, I need..." "What do you need, Maya? Use your words."

Cameron said, sounding angry. "Fucking VIK!" Alex said, with a surprising amount of fury, "That barbarous, bloodthirsty, MOTHERFU.." he trailed off suddenly as Ash sat up, staring at him, confused. "What..?" she said sleepily, looking around at the others, before her gaze landed on the TV, now showing images of the destruction of all three buildings. Her eyes widened, and she stood, seeming to forget that she was naked apart from the blanket, that dropped to the floor.

Jaxon's POV I'd been trying to focus on the transmission rebuild in front of me for the past hour, but my hands kept shaking with barely controlled rage. Prince Ashen Whitmore was back. I'd heard the whispers around campus, seen the social media posts, watched the shaky phone videos of him and Maya talking by the fountain. The same bastard who had destroyed her so completely that she'd run straight into my arms that night at the bar was now playing the reformed hero. "Bullshit," I muttered, wiping my greasy hands on my coveralls.

Azora asked when she saw Ash sitting alone. " umm... nothing, I don't wanna drink anymore, " He said as he ordered himself a soft drink. " My, my, the drunkard is giving up drinks? quite an improvement, " Azora said as Ash shook his head. " I love her, leaving drinks is nothing in front of it, " He said as he moved towards Maya who was enjoying dance; sneaking his arm around her waist; he turned her around. Azora smiled at the two before moving to some of her other friends; Ash was making out with Maya when suddenly his eyes turned pitch black.

Killian turned to her in surprise, but the surprised look was slowly replaced with a cold, hateful glare. “What have you done, Mayeli? You’ve killed our Ashar”. “Killian, please”, Mayeli begged, taking a step towards him, but he moved back. She clutched at her barely as her legs gave way and she sunk to the ground, her white gown dripping with her blood. “You killed Ashar, you killed him!” Killian yelled, moving as far away from her as he could. Mayeli woke up with a scream, her body soaked with sweat and tears dripping down her cheeks.

Like something that doesn’t want to forget being open. “ELORA!” Ruby yells. “I’ve got it!” I choke. The creature thrashes, its body unraveling as the breach narrows. YOU CANNOT CLOSE WHAT YOU ARE, it screeches. “Watch me,” I snarl. The silver surges—not outward this time, but in. Wrapping the tear, stitching it together with something that feels like choice made solid. The creature screams one last time,and collapses into ash. The tear snaps shut. Silence crashes down.

“We’ll do it together. You don’t have to prove yourself alone, Elias. We’ll clear your name, and we’ll burn out whoever’s hiding behind theirs.” The Concord Sigil flared bright across my chest, brighter than before, like it had been waiting for this vow. The crowd fell into a stunned hush at the sight, students shifting uncertainly, faculty exchanging worried glances. But not all of them. Professor Shara Baudoin, the Hawthorne healer, stepped forward, eyes steady, voice even. “The boy speaks truth. No one who fights like that bleeds betrayal.” Ashleigh Dana raised her chin, wild and defiant. “If the Interregnum has touched my House, then it is my duty to burn them out. And I will.” Her gaze

I made my way through the dark corridors of the dungeon, my heart burning with a desire for revenge. I had been betrayed by Luciana, the very person I thought was my friend and ally. But now, I was determined to make her pay with her blood. I reached the cell where Sam and Morris were being held, and I could see the fear in their eyes as they looked up at me. "Who are you?" they chorused together. "The spirit that has been haunting you. I am Ashley, the Luna you all killed." They were white with horror and their teeth clattered in an attempt to speak.

he whispered. I felt like punching him in the mouth for putting me through that emotional trauma, but I knew better than to do anything stupid right now. I lay still in the car, breathing heavily in relief at not being caught. I was surprised when Xena and Asher came out again less than five minutes later, raising their voices at each other. “What you refuse to understand is that there’s an English word called coincidence, which is exactly what happened in Grace’s case!” Asher was saying loudly.

Right after posting it, while I was still reading comments mocking me for putting on a tough front, I saw Immortal Ashes Team’s official account tag me in a post, openly standing by my side. "The crowd follows the herd. The strong walk alone. Those who don’t know how to cherish what they have will lose it. Ash Mercer, we stand with you. IA will always be your strongest backing."