Asylum Comics Novels & Stories

“The Moon Cages weren’t built by Vales. They were built by the first covenants—ashbound covenants—after an ashbound girl ended a war by burning the wrong king.” My skin went cold. “That’s a story.” Vesper smiled. “No, Aria. That’s a warning with a date.” She lifted her hand and touched the air near my wrist. She didn’t touch me, but the mark flared anyway, responding. I winced. “Hybrid,” Vesper said softly, as if tasting the word. “Wolf and ashbound. Not Luna. Not Lycan royalty. Something older.” Kieran’s voice went rough. “She’s my mate.”

He was just messing with you…you're a freeman, Eren. I stared at him, dumbfounded.“ What? …. Did you hear the part where he said he was going to murder my family? He wasn't bluffing when he said that.” Aslan stood to his feet and went over to the shelves in one corner of the room. He brought out a book and placed it on the table right in front of me. “ You're the first man along with your family and my daughter to be marked free in this scroll without a death sentence,” he explained.

The nearest chair shattered against the stone wall before I had even registered moving. Splinters flew. My hands were already claws, and my breath came in ragged snarls. Ashina. My Ashina. The Phoenix, who had once burned kingdoms beside me. The wolf whose mark I bore. The woman whose scent still lived on my skin. She had agreed to give him an heir? I hurled the table aside, the polished wood crashing and breaking like a brittle lie. The silver cut across my palms when I struck the mirror, shattering my very reflection. Good. I didn’t want to see myself.

Her copper rune-threaded robes fluttered as she turned, eyes locking onto mine with a smile too sharp to be warm. “Elias,” she said, voice airy and bright as ever. “We need your help with a bit of an anomaly.” “Aurelian,” I replied flatly, not bothering to ask. “I heard.” Ashleigh didn’t deny it. She just flicked her wrist, and a scroll snapped open midair between us. “The gate scan confirmed dragonblood. Four times. Same result.” I raised an eyebrow. “And your solution is to… assign me babysitting duty?”

A girl with madness in her eyes. Instead, I'm small. Barely taller than his shoulder, hair braided back out of my face, a thin scar slicing through my eyebrow and down the side of my face. The only dangerous thing about me is my mouth. "Did the kingdom run out of criminals," I ask, voice dry, "or are we celebrating something special today?" He scowls. "You've been released." I blink once. Then I laugh. Not because it’s funny, but because it is absolutely ridiculous.

So when a Necromancer terrorist group waged war against law-abiding citizens and started wreaking havoc, the Chicago became a shitshow and immediately converted to a worst kind, not even the local normie police could handle. Which meant the best counterattack came not from local human authorities but in the form of government-backed Awakens. “Where the fuck is our cover fire?” Knight Adamson gritted his teeth and raise his hand casting a shield but flinched when magic bullets started raining down at them. He glanced over at his second-in-command and communications and infiltration specialist Sergeant Rina Abello, as she dropped down beside him, magically enhanced AKR-75 assault rifle tightly

“What do you want me to do boss?” “Nothing, I am currently tailing her boss. I am sure that he will lead me to her” I hung up and waited for them to come back. Soon they set off again and pulled up at a tattoo shop right behind the hummer that I saw leave earlier. What the hell were they up to. The windows were all painted over so there was no way I would be able to look though. I would have to sit and wait for them to come out. Suddenly one of the guards came back out and walked over to a shed. I gasped as he pulled out a beautiful, limited-edition Harley. Man, that thing would cost a shit load, even I would think twice about spending that much and I am loaded. He then pushed it back inside