Ashfur Warriors Novels & Stories

Elemental fury rained down, fire, ice, lightning, bathing the battlefield in chaos and hope. And then the Humans. Aaron didn't return but the warriors were all present. Their armoured trucks rumbled in with blazing headlights . Warriors spilt from them with grim expressions and weapons forged from both metal and artifacts. They fired glowing rounds, netting down hybrids with precision, working shoulder-to-shoulder with the supernatural without hesitation.

Luca kept his eyes focused on Inuharu’s face the entire time he talked as if trying to decipher how his words were affecting him. “Fine. But I swear on all things holy, if either of you try to pull any funny business then I won’t hesitate to decapitate and burn you both.” Inuharu snarled before walking forward. “I wouldn’t expect anything less from you, my dear friend.” Luca laughed as he caught up to Inuharu. “We’re going to need to shift to get there on time.” Asher informed the other men as he shifted into Argon, his large red and grey wolf. The other two men followed suit as they each shifted into their respective wolves.

“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.”

It caused the earth to vibrate angrily. "I want mate!" Asher's wolf growled, and he loosened the hold Wren and the warriors had on him, flinging them around. His eyes glowed murderously as he lunged at one of the warriors closest to him. His sharp claws dug into his chest. Stefan minklinked the warriors to join in and help the demon warriors sustain Asher.

They remind me of two fighting bulls with locked horns, butting each other. They remain this way, heads bent, eyes unwaveringly locked on each other, until one of them grunts and pulls back. I can't for the life of me know which is the real Ash. They're both wearing black jean pants - I hadn't realized this before - until, the one that moved back throws his head back and laughs maniacally.

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.

"Hey man, we can't all be tall, dark, and mysterious like you. Plus you got that whole foreign thing going for you that drives the blades wild. Lucky for me, you're too serious about your work or we'd all be left hangin' high and dry." I knew he was only jesting, but even the idea of another woman on my arm had me desperately wanting to change the subject. I attempted to give him a smile—that I knew was unconvincing—and awkwardly cleared my throat. "So, was there something you wanted to talk to me about?" Ashford's eyes went wide as if he had suddenly remembered there had been an actual reason for him seeking me out. "YES! Yes," he wildly blurted. "They're coming! We received word from a sco

" He said. 'Al please, let me handle it my way' I rolled my eyes at his pathetic suggestion 'Your way! And what is your way? Please enlighten me.' He scoffed. 'I will figure out something.' He snorted and kept quiet. I don't want to force mark her. Never. "I just hope we are not late!" An electronic voice reached me. She was getting anxious with each passing moment, and I was more worried about aftermath. We will definitely rescue those girls, so it was not of my concern. We had the best team and even though any number of humans is no match to 9 trained warriors, werewolves. "KA MUTU TE WHAKATŪ. Me tū tātau ki konei." Aroha yelled ("STOP STOP. We need to stop here.")

Ash’s POV The roar of the clubhouse hit me before I even turned off my engine. Laughter, shouts and the sound of bottles clinking rent the air and for a moment, I wonder how they could easily fall back into their normal lives less than twelve hours after an attack. It was chaos the way I remembered it, but somehow louder and more… non challant. Inside, the air was thick with smoke and sweat. A few brothers cheered when they saw me, others nodded, their eyes sharp, reading me like they weren’t sure what version of Ash had come back.

While Carl had spiky brown hair, olive-toned skin and deep emerald eyes, Adrian on the other hand had fair skin, blond crew cut hair and deep blue eyes. “F**k Asphalt warriors team. They’re no match with us, why would anyone in their right senses make us compete with them?” jade cussed, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms at the same time. Since the Asphalt Warriors are their rivals with the same potential and skills, every member of the Wild Hogs team detested them and believed that they should not be friends. After jade finished her statement, murmurs erupted and Carl banged his fist on the wall to silence them.