Ashen Storm Novels & Stories

Asher gestured ahead and said, "That fortified mountain stronghold up there is where Cormac has been holding the standoff with the Greene family's Saintess. It's also one of our family's key defensive outposts against outside threats." As he finished explaining, all three of them had already walked inside. It looked like a mountain stronghold on the surface, but in reality, it was a whole military garrison manned by Cavendish warriors. They found Cormac quickly. He was in the middle of rallying his men when Asher called out to him. "Cormac!" "Asher, you're back!" Cormac spun around, and the moment he saw Asher, his face lit up with pure relief and disbelief. However, when his eyes landed on

“So today we were tryin’ a new dance routine and during the splits Charlie farted, and it stunk… like, really stunk, but everyone started laughing sooo hard and… huh” The door opened, Melody looked past me to look at the person at the door. I didn't turn back to look like I thought it was Anna, until Melody said. “Oh… it’s the man from the pictures.” I turned around confused to meet the wide eyes of Asher staring intently at Melody like he had just seen a ghost. Oh shit… oh shit… oh shit “Mom? I’m scared”

‘I’ve never heard of who you speak of! ‘Oh I’m sure you have, your great grand father, your grand father, your father and now you. The Pack of Asha, famous for their… brutality and strength and, not too popularly known, red stare of death.’ ‘As I said, I do not know who you speak of.’

I was worried enough as is. Storm pulled the bandages around my back tightly, cutting into my skin. “I need you fucking pissed off, Asher. I don’t know what the effect of this drug is, but I need your adrenaline flowing. Because I’m scared that if you stay still too long, you’ll start to see things.” “Why?” I asked. I was dealing with it. “Because you have been staring into space for fifteen fucking minutes without moving or saying a damn word. It’s fucking terrifying.” Storm explained. “Argo needs you, man. He can walk, but he’s in no condition to fight yet.”

What exactly was she planning? "I’ll distract him." Leah offered, seeming to catch on to my curiosity. "You…" The rest of her words were drowned out as a howling wind began to blow over the fields, drowning out the sounds of battle and knocking over anyone who may not have been prepared. Looking around, I tried to locate the source of the wind and felt my eyes grow wide and my mouth drop as I took in Kelvin and Asher. However, Asher wasn’t Asher. He looked like the man we all knew, but he was someone different entirely.

I have not even completed what I want to say. “No!!!” He punches the wall to the extent the whole room quivers. The echo is overwhelming. “I am Asher Feathers, and war has begun! Whoever is doing this, has bitten more than he can chew. I will not rest until I find those behind this and drink their blood from their skull. I am Asher Feathers, and this is my promise to you!!”

The grass is like stain, as I join him, letting it crept up my bare legs. "All your feelings here, as a mortal, are heightened. Everything will feel softer, harder, taste nicer, and repulsive. Right now Aspen has a few dampers on your emotions, to help with how you cope. At least that's what I assume he's up to. Remember, they never consulted me with any of this," Asher grumbles, looking out over the cliff. "My heart bleeds for you," I mutter sarcastically. Asher shakes his head at me, his eyes blazing. "I see your attitude hasn't been hindered at all. Unfortunate."

Craig says, a relaxed smile spreading across his face. "You sick bastards! You knew he cared for me, so you wanted to kill his spirit, before killing the man." I say, nearly spitting at them. My outburst only causes Craig and Drago to smile at me. Impressed that I caught on so fast to their maniacal plan. "We thought our plan couldn't have gone any better. We would take out the Shadow Assassin, and the heir of the Scorpions in one swoop." Drago explains.

“Even if you’re a God of War, going against Evermore…is just a dream. “You want to eradicate the organization? You wouldn’t be able to do it even if you’ve lived ten times!” Asher shot Harvey a disdainful glare. “Wake up already. Take your innocence, and be a good person. I’ll be waiting for the day you die.” Harvey smiled, then placed a name card in front of Asher. Asher froze when he saw the card. “You’re the prince of South Light?” he said, shocked. “But that’s not enough! That identity isn’t enough to go against Evermore!”

She wasn't just commanding the beasts anymore; she was reaching into the bond, searching for the empty space where Ash had hidden his soul. "Attack!" Rhea screamed, her voice echoing across the Wastes. "Bring him down!" The shadow-beasts redoubled their efforts, a massive, writhing ball of darkness slamming into the Shadow-Ash and hurling him out of the sky. He hit the ice-shelf with the force of a falling star, the shockwave shattering the remaining pillars and sending a cloud of sapphire dust into the air.