Ashen Demon Novels & Stories

He got out while trying to zip his pants and looked straight at me with a smirk ,while I stood still like a statue,because I really didn't know what to do. "Did you wish it was you I was fucking in that stall slut?" He spat. My mouth formed an 'o' as shock took over my body from the question I wasn't expecting. Over my dead body asshole! I really wanted to say, but the only thing that came out of my mouth was a squeak. The girl came out and I recognized her immediately, it was Shelly the school's head cheerleader. She and Asher have an on and off relationship.With her long jet black hair that reaches on her bum, blue eyes and pouty lips she's a sight for sore eyes. Her petite form was reall

When he turned back to the edge of his bed, Blood, the demon version of Young, had disappeared. It drove the man mad that although nothing had been said, he knew exactly what his nightmares coming into the real world meant. Somehow Asha had tapped into a version of herself that needn’t attack anyone headon, the other side had been listening and now they were making themselves known. He wasn’t really a believer of the supernatural until he had met her, but apparently his new understanding was not enough to deter him from repeating the same cycle. Like the idiot he was, he persisted and still tried to spy on her. It angered Young’s new demon to know that the little cockroach was still being so

Somehow his response infuriated me the more. "You have no idea how much it killed me too. But I didn't want you to have the unfortunate fate of ever knowing him," Asher's hold on my wrist softened. "Azalea is my demon counterpart, and he is pure evil. He killed my mum," Asher said and something in my chest tightened at his words.

Not worthy of his realm. A demon who moved through walls. A demon who wore shadow like skin. A demon whose presence had been muted enough to slip beneath the notice of Hell’s wards. He did not have many of those. Cael Asher was one of them. Of all the creatures in his realm to see her first as more than a body on a hook, it had been his shadow. His blade. The thought soured on his tongue.

Asher watched the memory unfold as if it were happening right before his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, focused on the dark figure with the massive wings. "Who the hell is this?" he asked Damir internally. "That's Morgana, a high-ranking demon from the Abyss," Damir replied. A beat of silence. "This Abyss," Asher said, his tone shifting. "Where exactly is it?"

And Ashen gasped. “Grayson,” he whispered, voice trembling, “I see something—” I grabbed him immediately. “Ashen, stay with me.” Hamish stepped closer, eyes wide. “Describe it. What do you see?” Ashen’s voice shook violently. “A silhouette. Not Solven. Not Ateron. Something… whole.” “What does it feel like?” I asked. He shuddered. “Like… it’s mine.” Hamish’s voice dropped. “Ask it its name.”

Asher placed a hand on her shoulder, “they won’t hurt you, they won’t try to, not hear anyway. And if they know you are with me, they will never think of it ever again.” His words calmed her but only for a little bit and she glanced at him, tearing her gaze from the predators in the room. “Tell me, what about the waiters?” she asked, remembering the waiter earlier. “Only the ones in black. The ones in white are a mixture of werewolves and demons.” “D-d-demons?” Naomi whispered in fear. Asher smiled sadly, “yes, they are demons here. Different clans. My father, he is the demon king.”

“I see. Then that means that the throne should be what she is after and not my son, so why does she want him?” “The demon kings cannot access Aspa’s powers because their body is not strong enough for it but your son, Asher, oh Asher, his body is the vessel for such a strong power. Asher is not just a Nightwalker, he is the second generation. He is not just a demon, he is the prince of Demons and a royal beast. He is not just a Night howler, he is High Alpha, creators of alphas. He is Alpha King. So tell me, Mariah, if a body can withhold and control such three strong bloods, why can’t he hold the powers of Darkness?” “Hold on, so you are telling me that Asher is going to be Dark?”

Mammon said grinning. “ And now she knows that we aren't humans but demons ” Asmodeus said. “ She's not human either and she's going to die with our secrets anyway ” Leviathan said. Demons ? She was surrounded by demons ? Ashely couldn't be anymore scared than she already was. She couldn't even open her mouth to say a word, she wished the ground could just open up and swallow her. She didn't want to start imagining what this demons were going to do to her.

"Come on, Anna. Come with me and help me take on a physical form and I will show you a world you haven't experienced before. I can replace this puny mate of yours, proving far superior to him in every way." His words disgusted me to my core and I cringed. Asher let out a warning growl towards the demon, Blaze surfaced as Asher half-transformed, ripping his clothes.. "I will send you to hell, right now," Asher blazed and jumped toward the demon. The warriors side-stepped letting the two battle it out. Asher's shirt had half torn as his muscular torso grew hair and a special tattoo appeared on the side of his neck. It glistened because of the power of moonstones inside him.