Ashes.to Ashes Dust To Dust Novels & Stories

"Ashworth's greatest mistake was disowning what he had an eternal bond with. Unforgivable, utterly wrong." She sighed once, then breathed. "You found something broken and discarded. No longer needed by its so-called owner. You found it, and you amended it. You gave it a name, a purpose. Another man's trash, dusted and refined by your hands." She raised a single finger.

Let everything go back to normal. Normal. The word tasted like ash. I turned the water off and stood dripping in the quiet. Steam swirled around me thick and heavy. But I didn’t want normal, all I want is her. And that scared me more than any slap Ethan could throw.

In mere seconds, their gap had closed, and like how nightmares always ended, her body had been incinerated until all the was left was her ashes that had been blown in the horizon, forming, for the first time, words that made her cry. Until we meet again… ***

But or there is one thing that I'm guilty of It's loving and giving when you take too much If somebody asked how we died Oh, you look them straight in the eyes Call it suicide Don't fabricate Just tell them, baby It was suicide Don't sugarcoat it, just let them know Ash couldn't look at Alex or his friends anymore. He closed his eyes and lost himself in the music. His chest still ached, but he knew that he would be okay in the long run with his father looking over him. You've been killing me softly And finally, the pain is too much Oh And I'm all out of whiskey To soak up the damage you've done

The witches were gone, leaving nothing behind but charred patterns on the scorched earth. When the dust finally settled, the clearing was a graveyard of ash and smoke. Rhea stood in the center, her clothes in tatters, her skin glowing with a faint, dying silver light. She looked down at her hands, which were stained with the grey dust of the women she had just annihilated. POV: Ash Ryder Ash walked through the wreckage, his heart feeling like it had been shredded by a thousand silver blades. The smell of ozone and death was suffocating. He found Micah first, the boy miraculously alive but catatonic, staring at the space where the willow tree had been.

The ash swirled upward in defiance, whispering faintly even as it dissolved. “This is not the end.”

Asher called out. "Yes Asher." Miranda replied. "I'll see you soon. Okay?" Asher promised. "Just hurry, because if I meet the woodsman, you don't stand a chance." Miranda advised playfully. "He doesn't worry me." Asher reassured smugly and confidently. "Hubris kills." Miranda's playful tone began to morph into a nervous note. "So does a broken heart." Asher replied, his tone running soft and losing it's playful air as well. "Asher-"

she said, voice steady. She reached into the cloth again. “Not everyone who bled got to be buried.” The crowd listened. Frozen. “This isn’t for those who survived. This is for those who never got to return.” She stood, holding the linen wide. Then turned to Nova. Nova nodded once tight, trembling. And together, they let the wind take the ash. It rose. Spun. Glowed faint gold in the dying light. And it didn’t fall. Not yet. The ash hovered in the air like memory reluctant to settle.

The sky darkens as if ash had found it too. Below, his laughter climbs—ruptured, furious, exultant. The pulse hammers through it, reminding even him: freedom is not a rule. --- POV: Ashmouth The world shakes. Chains lie in glowing shards, sinking into ash. My body is ruin—torn, bleeding, luminous. My laughter is ragged but alive. I lift my head. Shadows climb with me. Skulls orbit. Solara quakes; bells toll without hands. I grin through blood and ash.

Chapter Thirteen – Ashes on the Road The road stretched endless beneath a bruised sky, dust curling into the air with each faltering step. Adrian’s boots ground against gravel and ash, dragging over ruins that had once been villages, homes, lives. Pain radiated from his ribs, the bullet graze still raw beneath the filthy bandages he had wrapped himself in. Every inhale flared like fire through his lungs.