Novel & Cerita Ashen Demon

Instead, he appeared to be watching the forest with an unusual stillness, as though listening for something that existed just beyond perception. When she sat beside him, he acknowledged her presence without turning immediately. “You’ve found more,” he said. Aisha did not deny it. “I have,” she replied. He nodded once. A long silence followed. Then Aisha spoke, her voice softer than before. “Arman… who was she to you, truly?” For a moment, he did not respond, and she wondered whether he had understood the question differently than she intended, but when he finally spoke, his answer carried no ambiguity.

Afterall, it’s not like we would meet again. That’s why I was stunned to see him here now. Good thing he had no idea this was my town. Murmuring to myself, I glanced around for Faith and Cassie only for my gaze to rest on Asher. The guy was indeed as gorgeous as they were saying. He looked super cool in his white turtle neck and a fanciful black waistcoat which he flew open. He let his hair fall over his face and he had on this dark shades. Well unfortunately, I think our eyes met.

The Rise of the Ashen Legion The rim of the massive black crater cracked wide open, shooting geysers of white-hot magma and billowing black smoke hundreds of feet into the air. From the flow of ash and molten rock began to emerge thousands of terror-filled figures. The Ashen Legion was a nightmare from the first epoch of the world, beings of living cinder fused from skeletal bone frames and black rock, eyes burning with the dull, unrelenting glow of dying stars. They did not roar or snarl like beasts; they marched in absolute, terrifying silence, the sound of their heavy stone boots grinding against the permafrost resembling the trampling of a million tombstones. At the center of the advanci

And now I knew she was alive. Or at least, she had been. Her name was Dahlia Renner. She was somewhere in Ashford Hollow. “She’s alive.” The words came out barely above a whisper. I looked at Teo. “She’s alive. Ashford Hollow. My father knew where she was all this time.” Teo went still. “Ashford Hollow,” he repeated. He said it slowly, as if the name itself meant something. “Elias, listen to me.” I waited. “If your father wrote that name down nineteen years ago and never went after her himself, there was a reason. It wasn’t only because he was afraid of leading someone to her.”

He hadn’t just lost a title—he had lost the future he had been promised, all because of a well-timed birth. "That explains a lot. It explains why Abel seemed different. There’s history there, weight. He’s not just your uncle; he’s—" "A rival," Asher finished, his voice flat. "He always has been, and probably always will be." She turned back to Asher, her curiosity not yet fully satisfied. "Do you trust him?" Asher’s response was immediate. "No." The word fell like a stone between them, heavy and final. "Abel plays his own game," Asher continued. "He might have stepped out of the pack’s direct line of power, but that doesn’t mean he’s harmless. He’s dangerous in a different way now, more subt

Edward chuckled, and Asher grinned, patting Alaric on the back before engulfing him in a big bear hug, “I’m happy you are okay, brother. And that last fight, damn, remind me not to get on your bad side.” “Aye, so sayeth the demon that sucked a god’s blood. Hades is terrified of you; he did not know when he told me what you did,” Alaric replied. “You did what?” Edward and Mariah asked, staring at Asher. Asher grinned sheepishly and scratched his head, “I wanted to weaken him, and the first thing that came to mind was to feed on him. But damn, Dad, you have no idea the strength that engulfed me after. I was beating the dead god like a punching bag. And had Ramiel not shown up, I would have kil

"What happened to you?" That was a damn good question. Now that I was getting a better look, I could see that he was more like a demon than a man. His gray eyes, which were usually so gentle, held the glow of bloodlust as he took in the scene ahead, and large black wings spread from his shoulder blades, stretching out around him to knock away anyone who may have gotten close. "Asher, please speak to me." Leah begged, taking a step forward. "Leah!" I hissed, just as a vicious smile spread across Asher’s lips. Lifting a hand, he let a ball of energy form on it as Leah continued to tentatively move. "LOOK OUT!"

I said sincerely and Ashr pffts me. "Alhan is a snake, literally Zax. He's crazy and rambunctious. Nothing but a troublemaker and just like his father," he growled menacingly and I nodded my head and laughed. "I already know Ashr but I want to cause trouble with him and not be tied down by you. I am not a fucking pet," I growled angrily and Ashr rolled his eyes. I watched a group of federation officers enter the room he was in and hold up weapons. I saw the shock and surprise on Ashr's face as he turned and I saw the demonic look he gave back to me and his brother that had just joined me.

Asher’s POV: I watched the girl in front of me with a frown painting my face. I didn’t understand, was having a child for me that terrible of an idea that she would choose death over it? I knew that I was far from an angel and thanks to my Lycan many people knew me as a demon, but I was sure that I had never met this girl before so I couldn’t understand the hatred that she had for me. I pulled open the door and stepped out of the dungeon room, running into someone the moment that I did.

Kaelen never looked back. I stood in the doorway, watching them walk to the elevator. In the garage, Kaelen opened the passenger door for Seraphina. As she got in, she deliberately rolled down the window. She took out that damned memory crystal. "Want to see it again?" she yelled at me. The crystal activated, and the humiliating images were projected onto the car window again—me, thirteen years ago, bound in silver chains, covered in blood, sobbing in despair... And this time, Kaelen sat in the driver's seat and watched it all without stopping her.