Novel & Cerita Blood And Ash And Flesh And Fire Reading Order

"Avril, have some water and calm down. I know you're holding a grudge against me now, but you shouldn't be so rash next time." I didn't accept the cup of water. However, Peggy got burned by the hot water in the cup and ended up splashing the water onto my arm. "Oh! It burns…" The hot water scalded Peggy's finger. Vernon hurriedly led her to the tap and placed her finger under the running water. As for me, I was dressed lightly. The hot water had soaked through my chiffon top, scalding my arm instantly. I went to the restroom to handle the burn on my own. Very quickly, red blisters began forming on my left wrist.

CHAPTER 45 — BLOOD OF MY BLOOD, ASH OF MY ASH (Full-Length | 2,000+ words | High-tension, emotional, brutal, explosive) The ringing in Riven’s ears was a solid, disorienting wall of noise. It swallowed everything—the fire, the collapsing steel, and the echo of the explosion still rippling out into the night. Smoke burnt his lungs as he pushed himself up on shaking arms, coughing hard enough to taste blood.

Chapter 21 – The Age of Blood Valenfort’s sky bled red, a wound that would never heal. Ash from the Seraphim still clung to the shattered domes of cathedrals, falling like blood-snow in the night wind. This city — once a symbol of balance between human and vampire — now lay in chaos, decay, and despair. Evelyn Cross had vanished. Her silhouette dissolved into the black light of the ritual that sealed Azrael, leaving behind a torn world. But her death was not the end; it was the beginning of a new era where blood became law, and fear the only religion left.

Ash smiled slowly, reverent and pressed her palm into the torch’s flame. The skin sizzled. She didn’t flinch. “She made me in her image,” Ash whispered, voice trembling with reverence and rage. “And then she tried to bury what she’d created.” Her gaze lifted to the blackened cross still hanging above the altar. “But daughters always rise from their mother’s bones.” The crowd roared. Chanting her name. Ash. Ash. Ash. And from the smoke-filled rafters, the first snow of burning ash fell soft as blessing, cruel as prophecy.

His hand slipped into his cloak and he pulled out a folded note. I took it. The handwriting was jagged, old, almost clawed into the page. I read it once. Then again. The words felt like fire licking up my veins. Whoever dares to read from the Book of Ashes shall exchange a soul for its knowledge. The letters feed on breath, the pages feed on blood. The one who touches, dies. A curse? I knew what it meant. I knew where Levi was heading. I folded it tight and let the paper crumple in my fist. My claws itched to tear it apart. “She hasn't touched it for a while. She can’t read anyway.”

Her body began to glow, and color returned to her pale cheeks. "Continue!" the crone shouted. "Don't stop!" I pushed the dagger deeper. More light streamed from my body. I felt myself emptying out, becoming a hollow shell. But it was worth it. If she could live, it was all worth it. The silver blade sank completely into my heart. The altar exploded with a blinding light, illuminating the entire hall like daylight. And then, everything went dark.

The runes on her skin lit with fierce light, spreading up her throat. Then she extended her hand toward me. “Touch the blood.” I did. The moment my fingers grazed the glowing basin—my world shattered. --- Light. Then darkness. Then nothing. A rush of wind tore through me, pulling my spirit through something that felt like fire and snow all at once. I tried to breathe. There was no air. Tried to speak. No voice. And then—I landed. Hard. The scent of ash hit first. Then blood. I opened my eyes to a battlefield.

he swore, looking into my eyes. "I trust you," I repeated softly. A heartbeat later, his fangs pierced my flesh. The initial pain didn't last long, giving way to feeling dizzy and limp. Ash sank his teeth deep and drank fast. His strength grew as my blood loss continued, and I could feel it in his tightening grip on me. My heartbeat faded, and my feet could no longer feel the ground. Soon, Ash supported the entire weight of my body, and my eyes began to close. He sucked my blood harder, as if he became intoxicated by my taste. I started to drift away, losing my awareness. My vision blurred. My heart slowed down, and I wasn't sure if I was still breathing.

Brianna said. “Well, where is it?” Elias asked and Brianna shook her head. I took a deep breath. I knew now what Caroline was talking about when she said I would have a reason to visit hell again. “I know where it is,” I said, and they both looked at me. “It’s in the land of the shattered souls.” THE END The Divine Order Series will Complete in Book 3 - The Gamma's Shattered Soul (Due for completion April 2024)

“You don’t get to make silly assumptions about my life. I’ll let you go because it’s your first time, but I promise you, the next time you try this, I won’t play nice.” My heart jackhammered, but it wasn’t just fear. His eyes—those damned green eyes—held me captive, stirring a memory I’d buried deep. A dark street, a screeching car, my mother’s scream, and those same green eyes glinting in the shadows before the world shattered. My notebook slipped from my fingers, pages fluttering to the floor like wounded birds. Zane’s gaze flicked to my lips, a flicker of something raw flashing across his face. For a heartbeat, I thought he’d close the gap, but he stepped back, his cold mask slamming into