Novel & Cerita Asha Bellanar

I turned to look at the direction of the stare only to find out it was Carl. Beta Carl was one of the persons who truly cared for me back then as Ashley. We had been friends for a long time and he was distrust when his friend threw me into prison. He kept staring at my direction and I wondered what was on his mind. Everyone here stared at me as if they know me as Ashley and it made me doubt if a different face could not convince them. I guess it is all my illusion as no one can ever recognize me even if I told them the truth myself except the moon goddess revealed it to them.

"This bitch deliberately came here with children to trap him, matching Arthur's appearance, but I will never let you succeed in this game. He is mine. I will never let him be someone else. He is only mine. As she looked at the pictures one after another, her eyes stuck on a picture. In this picture, Alina was sitting in a wheelchair. Seeing this, a smile appeared on Ashley's face, "This bitch has a weak point. I will use this point to remove her from my path. Her little girl will have to suffer the punishment on her behalf for coming to my path. It is better to die than to live paralyzed at this young age," Ashley said and then she started laughing evilly.

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

"My name is Asher Collins. I am Bianca's date for the party. Nice meeting you!" Alice was surprised to hear him say the confirmation to her suspicions. "Oh! Nice meeting you, Mister Collins, Alice Martin." The supervisor did not wait for Bianca to introduce them together. Like Asher, she took the initiative to introduce herself. And everything became chaotic for Bianca. People gathered around them to shake hands with Asher and chat with him, but Asher did not want to let her hands go. She ended up faking smiles the whole time until the party started. She felt dizzy. She was suffocated with how many people they had to exchange handshakes with. She realized bringing along Asher was more chaoti

“What the fuvk! those werewolves went into hiding? Where are they now? What is your plan?” “My plan is simple…” “Nothing you say is ever simple, Lucas.” Fabiano shook his head. He had known Lucas for long to believe his plan would be simple. “I am the lord of the Vampires after all…” he grinned evilly. “Hold up, how does this story take away the fact that they have an Alpha who wouldn’t sit back and watch us take over his throne?” Lauretha asked. “His name is Alpha Arthur. And as I am speaking to you right now, he will be dead in a few hours’ time and that is when we strike. This is top secret. No one else must learn of this until the mission is successful.”

When Don saw Phelan, his eyes burned with hate. He bellowed—a sound that was somewhere between a yell, a moo, and a really loud belch. “Hey, Phelan,” She then shouted back. “Didn't I kill you already?” He pounded his fist into the dress she wore, and it crumpled like aluminum foil. A few dracaenae threw flaming javelins at her. She knocked them aside. A hellhound lunged, and she sidestepped. She could have stabbed it, but She hesitated. “This is not Mrs. O'Leary”, Don said to himself. This is an untamed wolf. It will kill me and all my friends.

I could feel it clearly—life draining out of my ravaged body. When she'd had her fill, she climbed off me, satisfied. Her well-manicured fingers picked up a piece of silver from the table, then dropped it onto my face with disgust. "Useless thing," she sneered. "Bones so brittle. Can't even take a little roughhousing." The door creaked open. Vince Benedict, the brothel's manager, waddled in with his massive gut leading the way. He pinched the silver coin between his thick fingers and blew on it. Then he gave my limp leg a hard kick with his black cloth boot.

Ashar observed them like a chess master examining the board. Finally, he leaned back slightly. “So.” His voice carried calm curiosity. “You wish to build an empire.” Cassian didn’t hesitate. “Yes.” Ashar smiled faintly. “And you believe I should join it.” Avelyn answered calmly. “We believe it benefits everyone.” Ashar turned toward her. “You’re the strategist.” Avelyn met his gaze without hesitation. “I’m the realist.” He seemed amused by that. “Very well.” Ashar folded his hands together.

Kellan I shake my head slowly, a mock irony curling my lips as I mutter under my breath, “I knew I was stepping into a big mess. Should have seen this storm coming miles away.” “You said you were here to stop them, Helena," Aspyn continues. "You promised me. You swore you’d pull them back from the edge before blood painted Nightbane borders red.” Her words echo off the walls adorned with those thorn-wrapped wolf banners, carrying a desperation that claws at the fragile alliances in the room.

Not with the Black Hand on our heels. I turned to Rina. “Do you know anyone who might have access to their circle? Someone who could help us get inside?” She hesitated again, her gaze flickering with doubt. “There’s one person… but they won’t be easy to convince. And even if they agree, it’ll be dangerous. They’re not someone you can trust easily.” “Who are they?” I asked, my mind already racing with possibilities. “His name is Asher.” Rina’s voice dropped to a whisper. “He’s high up in the Black Hand, and he’s dangerous. But he has a reputation for being loyal to the Director, no matter what.”