Ashfur And Scourge Novels & Stories

"Yes. I'm fine. He is too strong though. Aurora, you need to run!" "I never run Rey", Aurora said as she charged towards Black bourne with Luna behind her, Luna could hear Asher's words play in her head : 'Sometimes you need to allow the beast take the wheel'. She instinctively landed a surprise blow which sent Black Bourne reeling with pain allowing Aurora to disarm him and follow up with a furious combo to his chest and face.

The witches of the wolf council began to perform a soul cleansing ritual on him. Scarlett watched as Ash was bound by a silver chain, and finally felt relieved, turning and leaving. Ash endured their purification attempts, his eyes burning red with madness. Still, he stared at Scarlett's retreating form. "I know what you did..." Meanwhile, in my world, I sensed the shift in magical energies. [Aurora, Ash has been restrained, and his power has been temporarily suppressed.] I'll continue with Aurora's new life while maintaining the tension: Days turned peaceful after Ash was contained in the sanctuary.

"And where do you think you're going?" A voice said behind them and they turned. It was Charles and some other guys. There was this dangerous aura around him as he fixed his eyes on the trio. "You have to watch out for the demons. They'll be after you now that your identity has been revealed and they'll try to kill more humans than before to bring back the war beast as soon as possible..." Priestess Luciana's words rang a bell in Ashley's ears. Moving a step forward, she said, "What now? What do you want huh?". A smirk appeared on her lips as she questioned the confident looking Charles.

But, before he had the time to catch his breath, Auster’s golden mace was coming toward him again. Auster was known as the Southern Emperor. He enjoyed a prominent reputation in the south with his strong combat power. Later, he joined the Sacred Association with Dark Shura and received some true cultivation legacy of the ancient martial arts world. However, his current combat power was no longer the same as before. In addition, given Shaun’s state where he was severely injured, he certainly was no match for Auster. The two of them fought a dozen rounds. In the end, Auster broke through Shaun’s defense and smashed his golden mace on Shaun’s chest.

“I’m not going to hurt you.” Peering into his eyes told her a few things. His pupils were unusually large and he seemed a little confused. Jacob had obviously drugged him pretty strongly but she had no idea what he’d used. The powerful guy sprawled on the floor probably couldn’t move. He’d have fought otherwise when Jacob had assaulted him. He lay meekly next to her but his eyes were lively and another growl tore from his slightly parted lips. She tried not to shiver from the sight of his sharp fangs.

I spit. I brace myself, ready for the blade to make contact with my skin, but the door creaks open. Then the scent hits me—familiar, intoxicating, and wrong. The smell of amber and cold ash follows a power that presses into the room, making my stomach turn. Something claws deep within me, not my wolf. Worse, something wounded that still knows his scent like a curse; it never finished whispering. Draven.

The sudden attack from the experienced fighter had thrown the rest off balance and they made way . " Now!!" He shouted , his breath very heavy. Chloe broke on her heels, running as fast as her weak body could carry . She could only picture Sophia running in this manner . She never stopped for a bit until she heard the loud howl of a wounded wolf. She fell on the floor and looked back. There were out of sight. " Roar!!" A roar came this time. At the instant, she knew who it was. Badmus.

His silver-white fur shimmered under the moon's glow as he bared his sharp fangs, his eyes burning with determination. Beside Tigreal, Seraphine exuded an ethereal beauty and grace. Her pristine white and brown fur contrasted with streaks of silver, and her piercing blue eyes shimmered with a mix of confidence and determination. She moved with the agility and precision of a predator, her fangs glistening as she engaged her foes. Xirza, known for his strategic mind and cunning, fought alongside Tigreal. His pure white fur blended with the skies, and his amber eyes gleamed with mischief. He danced around his enemies, his movements swift and calculated, orchestrating the battlefield with tactic

His teeth connected, and the creature shrieked—a sound that tore through the forest like a blade, shaking the trees. The team tightened their formation, their attacks coordinated as they drove the creature back. Aurora’s senses sharpened, her wolf instincts guiding her. She felt the creature’s energy weaken with each strike, its smoky aura thinning. With a final, desperate lunge, she leaped, her jaws closing around its neck. The creature’s form collapsed, dissolving into ash that scattered on the wind. The forest fell silent, the oppressive energy retreating, though a faint hum lingered. Panting, the team shifted back to human form, pulling on clothes from their packs. Mikhail’s amber eyes s

Behind her are Seyla, Rowan, and… Luca. Oh Gods. Kill me now. Every single one of them comes to a stop. Seyla’s eyes immediately lock onto my face. Rowan’s eyes immediately lock onto Callan. Luca’s eyes lock onto Callan. And ten feet behind Callan, whom I didn’t even notice before during my spiral, Fenrir. The massive direwolf stands several feet behind his bonded, black eyes silently watching. I swear the beast is the size of a horse. Silence falls. Then Rowan breaks it.