Ashen One And Fire Keeper Novels & Stories

My chest felt heavy, like every heartbeat was dragging me closer to a choice I didn’t want to make. Then Knox stepped forward. “We can’t wait. They’re laughing at us and we won't have that.” His gaze slid to me. “Unless someone here wants to talk peace.” I met his eyes. “I want to think before I bury another brother.” “Thinking doesn’t stop bullets,” he shot back. “You gonna write them a letter, Ash? Ask them nicely not to kill us?” A few brothers snickered, uneasy laughter mixing with anger. Griff slammed his fist down. “Enough! Ash, you in or out?”

My hand instinctively reached out to Asher, looking for some to protect him from any oncoming flying slippers. “Mama…” I started, but she shut me up with a glare, causing me to instinctively sink into the sofa. “Mantener cerrado!!” (keep shut) “I don’t intend on denying it. I was ignorant, foolish, and weak. I am sorry. I won’t promise that she won’t get hurt again, but I can promise I will die trying to protect her and be worthy of her”, Asher added solemnly. “If you don’t, I’ll kill you myself” she stated, and I gasped.

Did he expect me to praise him? “You know what, shades guy” he pointed at my chest with his fingers “Are you on something dude?” I frowned. The guy thought I was being timid, he grabbed my shirt and pulled me from my leaning position. I was rather grateful that I wore shades because the way I felt red haze cover my eyes, the guy would run out of fright. “Am I on something? Are you asking me if I’m on something? Are you serious?” the guy chuckled then sniffed releasing me from his hold

Tears streamed down my face, dripping into my father's ashes and staining them dark. I did not wipe my face. I did not respond to Stella. I did not look at Hudson, who stood beside her with an undisguised smirk. I reached out with trembling hands, gathering the ashes little by little, trying to put them back into the urn. "I'm sorry, Dad... I'm so sorry... this is my fault..." Hudson had his arm around Stella's waist. He let out a theatrical sigh. "Damon, don't take it too hard. The man is already dead. Besides, this was your own carelessness..."

It was replaced with that same cold composure. “There is nothing else to tell,” she said, voice low and cold. “That’s not true,” Grey said quietly. He just kept the shots coming at her, like a vendetta. Lana slowly turned to him. “What exactly is your problem?” she asked. Grey finally looked up and met her gaze, kept the gaze too. “My problem?” he repeated. Then he shook his head slightly. “I don’t have a problem.” He continued. “Then why are you talking?” She threw her hands in the air.

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."

"I guess you are the only girl who says the meanest things to me. I know you don't mean it though." "How would you know when you’re too absorbed in yourself to notice anything else?" I fired. "By the way, I thought you were going to talk about your DAMAGED DEVICES. And I remember asking you to take a step back. I'm not one of those girls who cringes to have a taste of you all because you stand next to them and..." I was forced to halt because Asher suddenly leaned in pretty closer this time that his lip was barely an inch away from mine. I had to hold my breath because I feared that if I tried to breathe, our lips would meet. I couldn't talk either, nor push him back. The air was so charged

This was a full, sloppy, completely unsubtle conflagration that would be visible for miles in any direction. Ash turned to the nearest patrol wolf and sent a sharp mindlink. Report that fire to Raven. Tell him I'm investigating. Get Aaron if he's still awake. The wolf barked an acknowledgment and veered back toward the pack grounds, and Ash was already moving toward the distant flames, his white fur seeming to absorb the moonlight rather than reflect it. Roman surged forward eagerly, thrilled to finally have a purpose for all this restless energy. By the time Raven and Aaron caught up—both in their massive wolf forms, both carrying the casual competence of warriors who'd seen real battle—Ash

He reached out with a withered, gnarled hand—trying to grasp me, to touch my face one last time. "I'm... so... sorry..." His lips moved, soundless, forming those three words—too late by a lifetime. But his hand fell, limp and lifeless, against the freezing floor. And in that instant, as his eyes closed for good, my spirit dissolved—scattering like starlight into the endless snow. Every debt, every grudge, every wound—all of it faded into dust. If there is a next life, Father, let us never meet again.

Alex glared at him and then scoffed. "It's strange but I think we should go in. I'm kinda getting curious now. She called me 'My lady' and then she said 'Owen' and 'Edmund'. I really want to know what this is about" Said Ashley. "if anything goes wrong and I make it out of here alive, I won't forget to kill you I swear" Said Alex with a hint of seriousness. "You really can't stop behaving like a jerk. Can't you just trust him? At least he was your ex bestfriend" Said Ashely as a matter of fact but he ignored her and took the stairs.