Ashes To Love Novels & Stories

A human, at least. I wring my palms, they felt sandy. I opened my palms, looking into them. They were covered in ash. My arms. My fucking body. “Oh no.” I tried rubbing it off, scrubbing them off with the back of my wrist. It was as though they were glued to my skin. I'm scrubbing them off more. More. I want to rip the top of my skin off. Tears welled from deep inside and coursed down my cheeks. Hot tears.

Hermione's words were cut short as Ruke brought his lips to hers with such force and passion that the breath was knocked from her lungs the tiniest gasp escaped from her lips. She felt her toes curling in pleasure. Ruke felt her response and deepened with a stolen kiss. He placed his hands on her waist, turned her over and lay on top of her. Hermione wrapped her legs behind him and lost herself in pleasure. Seconds passed before Hermione found her senses and pushed ruke away. “We can't be together" she whispered. Ruke felt a pang of sadness at her words. He had been waiting for ages for his mate and was not going to let her go.

Asher paused, searching for the right words to convey his thoughts. His voice hardened as he continued, his tone carrying a sense of urgency. "Your so-called love is tearing her apart, Damon! If you truly love her, why can't you just let her go and allow her to live her life freely?" Asher's words hung in the air, laden with a raw honesty that he hoped would break through to his brother. Damon blinked, momentarily taken aback by the intensity of Asher's words. Conflicting emotions swirled within him, a maelstrom of love, guilt, and uncertainty.

“The fact that they are World of hatred is born. That one day she hates us for the fact that we have testified.” Marcus turned her and saw her deep in her eyes. “Then we will show her that love is stronger than hatred. Every single day. And if Rome doesn't want it, then we build her a new world.” He kissed her. First comforting, then more and more passionate. This time they loved each other almost desperate – Livia up, moving to him as if she wanted the future in hold this moment. Her magic exploded in a gentle but intense purple fireworks. After that, they slept tightly.

She exclaimed and I broke into wild laughter, my heart warming over. She pulled away and then from nowhere, Trent appeared and kisses her. What the heck?

ASHTON'S POV Love.* The word was a physical blow. Ashton’s mask almost cracked. *She doesn’t know the meaning of the word. Not the way Novah did. Not the way I do.* He saw Novah tracing the scar above his eyebrow, her touch a silent question and acceptance. He felt her lips against his, not demanding, but giving. Heard her broken whisper outside his door: *"I love you."* Loveth’s declaration was a political speech, a coronation of her ambition wrapped in pretty lies.

You did real good. She closed her eyes. She let the grief be exactly what it was — not the devastating thing it had been in the first years after the accident, not the constant companion it had been in the second year, but the permanent presence it had become. The grief that was also love, continued in the only form available. She wrote: *I wish you were here. You would have understood everything. You would have been so proud of what I built, and even prouder of what I learned.*

The sun hadn’t cleared the ridge. Asher pointed at the line of mountains just starting to lighten. “Mother. Look how red it is today.” I didn’t answer. The sun came over us all at once. The line that had pressed on my chest for six years, the thing I had called love which had never been love, broke. THE END

Ash gulped. Ash couldn't touch Alex or do anything with his hands cuffed. He was waiting desperately for Alex's touch. Alex could understand Ash perfectly. That night was not about teasing. It was about giving pleasure and love to each other. Alex gave Ash exactly what he wanted. Thrust faster and harder, just like Ash wanted. Made him feel loved. Made him feel special. Made Ash shudder and come with a moan of Alex's name on his lips. Alex came inside him and collapsed on top of him. "I love you, Ash," Alex whispered.

"The... the dispatch... already reached the southern lords. The seal is broken. The pack is already bleeding from the inside out." Maya stepped forward, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird, but her face remained a mask of cold, unyielding iron. She knelt beside the struggling elder, her dark eyes reflecting the dying sparks of the short-circuited terminal. She didn't flinch from the violence; she had lived among the ashes long enough to welcome it. "The only thing bleeding today, Torin, is your conspiracy," Maya said, her voice cutting through the hum of the failing electronics with a chilling clarity. "Operation Ashfall wasn't authorized by an Alpha. It was engineered b