Blood And Ash Series Book 6 Novels & Stories

“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

Five pulses answered the question before any mouth could. Ashar looked at his hands as flame curled around his palms without burning him. “I am Ashar of Veydrin,” he said, but the name carried more weight than before. The air behind him shimmered with images of a civilization made of fire, stone, blood oath, and sanctuary towers built into mountains. Then those towers fell in silence, and the last flame entered him like a crown returning to its owner. “God of preservation,” he said, as if confessing to a crime.

Glowing magical threads emerged from her ear, twisted around themselves, and formed a small sphere. It was the memory of the dream, and another memory about Zane. The stranger closed his hand around the memory and destroyed it. Lila’s body jerked for a moment, then went still.

“Wolves who lose themselves. Who let the shift hollow them out instead of strengthen them. Most die. Some don’t.” “And those are…” She gestured weakly to the destruction. “Abominations,” he said. “Drawn to power. To bloodlines like yours.” Her chest tightened. That familiar pull stirred under her ribs again, faint but present. Like something listening. “So it wasn’t after you,” she said softly. Ash met her eyes. “No.” It had been after her. The silence that followed felt heavier than the fight itself. Ash crouched in front of her, his movements slower now, more careful. There was blood on his knuckles — dark, already drying.

“It should have.” He hesitated. “Because of last night?” She shook her head. “No. Because of what came after.” He swallowed. “What did come after?” Althea lifted her gaze to him. And Luca Ashford—careless heir, charming threat, untouchable prince—felt something inside him surrender. Her eyes weren’t just scared. They were grieving. “I woke something, Luca,” she said quietly. “Something old.” He didn’t move. “And when it looked at me,” she whispered, “I looked back.”

Chapter 65 Ash did not expect them to reveal each other like that but it was to his advantage and so he listened to what he had to say he could hear what they were discussing because they are also planted things to provide audio for him in the room and then they talking about they're planning of assassinating the alpha King and then Diana expressed her complete frustration of how it was so hard to get rid of him when the men should have been able to easily taking care of him since they were so many of them he was not supposed to be indestructible even though he was the alpha King she said this to anyone and then he told her that it had already happened and so there was no need to keep lookin

They say dragons never truly die. No matter how many times you kill them. ―Suzanne G. Rogers,?Jon Hansen and the Dragon Clan of Yden Randolph Belishaw stumbled down the alleyway, falling against a trash bin. His cold body shook. He couldn't think. Couldn't speak. Blood trailed down his cheeks as he clawed the sides of the metal dumpster and tried to stand. Must get to Jodie. Must warn Mikhail.

Then he clears his throat to speak, and when he does, his voice is low and authoritative, eerily reminiscent of his father, and his words give me déjà vu. He cups his hands around his mouth, calling out. “Listen up, recruits!” THE END. ************************************** That’s a wrap on the six-pack series! Thank you all for coming along on this journey with me. My next book is a standalone connected to the six-pack universe; keep an eye out for Cal and Nessa’s story, BROKEN BOND, to start releasing in late August/early September. To stay in the loop about future releases, join the pack by following me on I n s t a g r a m : c.j.primer

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The guild members' resolve held strong, and they emerged victorious once more. Finally, they reached the last floor. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation as they entered the final room. Samuel's voice crackled over the communication devices, guiding their movements. As they stepped into the room, the sight that met their eyes was chilling. Greyson stood before them, his expression a mix of arrogance and defiance. He was flanked by his remaining henchmen, their guns aimed at the guild members. "Jota," Greyson's voice was mocking, his gaze flickering over the guild members. "You've come to face me at last, be ready to die."