Ash X May Novels & Stories

Ash nodded at the name as he held out his hand for a handshake. "I'm Ash." He grinned. Amaya took his hand slowly and shook it gently before quickly letting go and looking back down to her lap. Ash looked at the woman, his smile faltering until it fell completely and he groaned under his breath, looking down at the mattress before speaking up again. "What do you wanna do?" He asked. The woman in question raised her head and quirked an eyebrow up in amusement. She brought her eyebrows back into a frown quickly, hoping the man next to her didn't notice her slip-up. "I have a few movies we could watch. Come on!" Ash suddenly exclaimed as he jumped off the foot of the bed and held his hand out f

She stood up and grabbed her hair, and in a fit of unsuppressed anger, she shouted at no one, "What the fuck did we do to them!" No one stopped her. No one silenced her... because they had the same question. Gray Pack knew very well why the Night Pack was thirsty of power, and it disgusted them. "Pack history..." Adeline chuckled softly. The former Alphas of both had been in a duel over a single woman—Alpha Xavier's mother. The former Luna of the Gray Pack was mates with the former Alpha of the Night Pack, but she had fallen in love with Alpha Xavier Night's father first, so she chose him and firmly stood by his side.

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.

Ash’s POV The roar of the clubhouse hit me before I even turned off my engine. Laughter, shouts and the sound of bottles clinking rent the air and for a moment, I wonder how they could easily fall back into their normal lives less than twelve hours after an attack. It was chaos the way I remembered it, but somehow louder and more… non challant. Inside, the air was thick with smoke and sweat. A few brothers cheered when they saw me, others nodded, their eyes sharp, reading me like they weren’t sure what version of Ash had come back.

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."

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

Alex winced, his stomach churning. "This is what happens to traitors," Harding spat, his voice filled with venom. "This is what happens to those who cross The Syndicate." He raised his foot again, preparing to deliver the final blow. Alex knew that if he didn't do something, Henderson would die. "May, do something!" he pleaded, his voice desperate. "Anything!" Suddenly, May moved. She stepped out from behind the tree where she had been hiding, her face a mask of cold fury. "Stop!" she shouted, her voice ringing through the park. "Leave him alone!"

"We need to take down Ryder and the agency, and we need to do it now." Asher's eyes seemed to gleam with excitement as he nodded in agreement. "I'm with you," he said. "Let's do this." But as Maya looked at Asher, she couldn't shake off the feeling that she was making a deal with the devil. Could she really trust him? Or was she just walking into a trap? As Maya looked at Asher, she couldn't help but notice the intensity in his eyes. He seemed to be driven by a fierce determination, but what was his true motivation? Was he genuinely interested in taking down the agency, or did he have an ulterior motive?

Gavin spoke in a mumble as he watched Asher walk up to May. May arched a brow as she looked at the teenage boy with a slender figure having this babyish look and about 175cm tall standing in front of her. He was among those two young men who had ran and hid themselves at the corner. Why was he suddenly here? Asher cleared his throat as he crossed his arms to the back, giving her a intimidating look to scare the young lady. "You must be Audree." "So?" May replied with a straight face causing Asher to almost wobble at how she replied him but he immediately got himself and still had an intimidating look on his face.