Ashfur And Scourge Novels & Stories

Though my clothes had been torn to shreds, I could still feel the amulet Rowena had given me snug around my neck. The thud of my feet hitting the ground lasted but a second and I was off, dashing through the individual battles that were raging, past burning cars and trampled gardens. I followed the pull in my gut, the one that ran soul deep until I spotted the wolf whose fur was as dark as Breyona’s, like he too was made from shadow. Asher in his wolf form, fighting against multiple enemies, was a sight to behold.

Fenrir comes to my side. “Watch, sister.” I see portals open behind the rogues and I smirk to myself. A roar sounds from behind them, and hellhounds, wolves, and demons all come running through the portals. Aura roars and charges forward with Titus, Fenrir, and the pack behind her. Aura crashes into the rogues. We have them surrounded, and she gets to work, tearing into them. There will only be two surviving from this and they will only be alive because I want to take my revenge on them for what they did. A quick death is too easy for them. I have plans for them both and I can’t wait to give them what they deserve.

Aria followed,small but ferocious, claws slashing, biting, making her presence known. “Winter!” Asher shouted, dodging another blow. “You can’t hold them forever!” “I don’t have to!” she yelled back, voice layered with power. “I just need to hold them long enough!” Louis roared,massive, tearing into two hybrids at once, throwing them into the air with brute force. I met a rogue wolf mid-leap,black claws against mine. He growled, eyes wild, teeth bared. I snapped, sank teeth into his shoulder, twisting until he yelped and pulled back, staggering.

Kiva asked. “The old magic,” Tavrin replied. “The part of the Spiral that remembers what it was before any crown or bloodline touched it.” We fell silent. Something more than war was coming. Something old enough to shake the foundations of every side. 6 : The Bone Path When the Scourge came, they did not howl. They did not scream. They moved like the wind fast, silent, brutal. And at their center was a force unlike anything I had seen. It wasn’t just warriors or Lycans. It was something twisted. Flesh bent by dark rituals, threads tangled with rot. Something that once might’ve been a wolf, or a man, or both but now answered to neither.

And, sure enough, just a few moments after they rested, the distress signals flashed again in several places. They all immediately returned to their respective positions. Without warning, Halvir, Aefar, Fillan, and Zev, except for Farkas, who has the highest ability, immediately dash up to hit the enemy and knock them out. BOOM DUAG GUBRAK They managed to take down some of the Bats that were flying above them and killed several of them in one hit. The four of them exuded an extremely sinister aura, even when facing Stalin, the *Sapphire-ranked Boar, they did not exude such a piercing aura to that extent.

Standing in the Gate, holding her children. She collapsed to her knees, heart racing. Lucian caught her. “What did you see?” She shook her head. “What I won’t let happen.” That night, they were attacked. Creatures of shadow burst from the forest. Twisted werewolf's bodies were malformed, eyes glowing with void fire. “Fallen wolves!” Saelith shouted. “Souls Asharoth corrupted!” The group fought fiercely. Kieran battled two at once. Jaxon’s blades danced. Reeve sang ancient words that burned the shadows.

Asher responded with a snarl, his massive form charging forward with terrifying speed. They collided. The force of the impact sent shockwaves through the air, cracking the earth beneath them. Trees groaned in protest as if the forest itself was about to shatter. Seraphina’s white wolf lashed out, her claws raking across Asher’s black fur, but he countered with his own swipe, his claws tearing into her side. They rolled, their massive bodies colliding in a blur of white and black, their power sending ripples of energy through the very ground beneath them.

“How did you beat my brother if you can’t beat that lazy Jaime? Even I can beat him.” “GET OUT OF MY WAY,” Aurum roared. “I would crush you before I crush him.” “Well, let’s see if you can,” Draymond shrugged laughing. He stood waiting as Aurum advanced towards him and a few meters away from him, he dove out of the way. Blackfur who had been watching, a bit confused was barely able to get out of the way and avoid being crushed by Dan’s giant werewolf. “I see what you’re doing here,” Blackfur laughed, addressing Draymond. “But it’s not gonna work.”

she tried explaining further, but before she could finish her statement, a sudden crash echoed from outside- loud and violent. With fear in her eyes and arms wrapped protectively over her belly, Aurora said: "They are here." "Who?" Lucian who was in the dark asked, shifting his gaze from Aurora to the door. "The Ashfang Pack," the name rolled out of her mouth like poison and as soon as it did, the door to their room was blasted open. The wooden shards shattered over the floor and the noise that erupted from the kick, sent both Lucian and Aurora stumbling backwards. The warriors of the Ashfang Pack stepped in, headed by the Alpha of the pack.

Kayla “Asher,” I muttered slowly as Asher neared us, and his nails extended into claws. My eyes connected to his but there was absolutely nothing there. It was completely bloodshot red there. He was furious. Very furious. In a blink, Asher ripped Hades from on top of me and tossed him on the floor. I squinted my eyes as Asher’s clothes were torn apart from his body, his muscles bulged and elongated, his frame growing more robust and powerful. Fur sprouted from his skin, enveloping him in a sleek coat of grey with patches of silver. His face elongated into a fearsome muzzle. His eyes changed from their usual amber flecks of gold to a golden yellow color, vibrant and wild with the spirit of th