Asher Angel From Andi Mack Novels & Stories

“Darling, what’s wrong with you?” A familiar voice answered me, and cracks spread through the illusion like a spiderweb. I stopped in my tracks and looked at Rachel, uncertain. “It’s me!” The familiar voice was now tinged with tears. “Your wife, Sophia!” Sophia. The name hit like a hammer, shattering the illusion completely. Rachel’s face dissolved into nothingness, replaced by Sophia’s, who looked similar, yet unmistakably her own. The light in my eyes went out, and a bitter taste rose in my throat. I gagged, covering my mouth, and waved weakly.

He didn't understand how Alex managed to grab the demon looking Charles and throw him against the wall but he was very well aware that Alex's eyes glowers whenever he sees someone in real danger. With his blood boiling, he stood up to his feet and faced Charles. His eyes suddenly turned purple. All of a sudden, the dark hallways brightened up. Ashley was glowing. Elizabeth eyes widened in shock. As she opened her eyes, her deep blue eyes glowered and then she grabbed Elizabeth's neck like someone that was possessed and smashed her against the wall. Henry's eyes widened in shock as he took sight of Ashley. Her wings were now spread and her eyes were still glowing. In fact, her whole body was

The earth shook, cause Aspen grip to tighten the eye her form shaking violently at this point. " Please. I.. I can.. I can give them their memories back! " She held the edge for dear life trying to wiggle back further away from the edge. That won't fix the damage you've done to my son! " The earth shook. Aspen a blood curling scream was heard. As Another flash of light hit the sky but it showed in the shape of a skull. As blood rained from the sky. " Please goddess she begged, As she fell into the firey abyss. I can give them their memories.

These flashes had happened several times and they were all blurry. But this time, they were crystal clear. Parts of his past life flashed before him and of the young woman whose face had always been blurred and whose face he would have killed to clearly behold. But, this time, he could see her face clearly and it was a very familiar face. His Laura. His Carrot. His Angel. He felt different. He felt as if he had been reborn. His eyes found them again. This time she had a small smile on her face and was slowly but hesitantly giving the bastard her hand to slide in the ring.

He stood up abruptly… “no no no non posso andarci e soffrire lo stesso” (no no no I can’t go there) Flashback Someone knocked at his door of the new apartment which he took far from the chaos of the city. He was disturbed with the new form of betrayal and came out of his grief when he opened the door and found the angel looking all cherry. She looked at Aspan muttering some more profanities in curiosity. She furrowed her brows like she was disturbed by Aspan's response Shakaal kahi ka! Now it was the turn of Aspan to do what she was doing a while back but Aspan ignored and shut his door at her face nonchalantly.

he said, extending a hand. Chelsea forced a smile, his handshake light, almost tentative. "I'm Chelsea." Angel's eyes sparkled. "Oh, you're that Chelsea. Chelsea Waters, right?" Chelsea nodded, his gaze drifting to Angel's boots. "Yeah, I am. Nice boots." The red sequins seemed out of place amidst the somber atmosphere. Angel chuckled, his eyes crinkling. "Thanks! I'm a fan of statement pieces." He struck a pose, his leg bent to showcase the boots.

Standing next to Ash’s bald, six-foot, broad-built frame, the Demon looked almost childlike, coming only to his shoulder. “Mr. Stone, this is Angelica Steel, she said she’s here to discuss a job,” Ash said in a stiff voice, having felt the alarm as well as picking up on the slight smell of campfire mixed with cobbler. “We spoke on the phone, I hope I’m not interrupting anything,” she said nervously. I smiled and inhaled her scent, the scent of blueberry cobbler, of Valkyrie, was almost strong enough to cover the smell of smoke. “Not at all, why don’t we go downstairs into the club, where it’s quieter?” And soundproof.

Her scream was raspy and loud, but was quickly drowned out by the chaos, death, and blood. ‘I can handle it from here. Go help Mason! Last I saw he was fighting some bitch with super strength.’ Asher’s voice flooded my head through the mind-link, gritty with determination as he rolled across the grass leapt over a fence, drawing the witches attacking him further away. I turned around and began sprinting, my feet thundering against the asphalt as the houses began to flit by. Colors blurred, all tainted by flickering hues of red and orange—of flame.

Asher rasped, his throat dry, "what happened? How did I get here?" Luna Camilla sat besides him, taking his hand in hers. "We brought you back, Asher. You were at that party, and then... you were drugged." "Drugged?" Asher repeated, confusion clouding his mind. "By who? Why?" Luna Luna's eyes flashed with anger. "It was Alpha Jack's wretched pack. They tried to use you, Asher! To force you into accepting one of their own as your Luna." Asher felt a surge of anger at the thought, but it was quickly overshadowed by another memory—the scent, the girl. "Mother, who was that girl? The one I... ?"

The sight of a red-winged angel. "I'll kill you if you stand between Evelyn and I," Asher spoke in a powerful tone that sent fright down Evelyn's spine. He was Asher yet he wasn't. Without warning Alexander charged at Asher releasing an ear-piercing cry The banshee's piercing cries echoed throughout the forest, making the very trees shake and quiver, however, the angel stood with a resolute expression, determined to put an end to the banshee's terrorizing screams that stood between him and Evelyn.